Volume 3: My days in a college fraternity Chapter 139 Previous Lesson
On the beach of Quincy Bay, Ottilia, wearing a bright yellow bikini, took a few steps and jumped high, like a mermaid gracefully leaping out of the sea. She waved her arms and ended the game of beach volleyball with a beautiful spike, eliminating Sophia and Mary.
Then she happily high-fived her teammate Pia to celebrate, and then waited for the new opponent combination, her mother and Pia's mother.
Robert Miller and Julian Farrell were fishing in the distant sea in a rubber boat. Only Tommy insisted on staying under the parasol nearby. When the two invited him to fish with them, he declined with the excuse that he needed to think about the company's prospects.
He even deliberately asked the two of them a question, why fishing was more attractive to them than cheering for his wife during competitions.
After asking this question, neither Robert Miller nor Ottilia's father were interested in inviting Tommy to go fishing on the boat again.
Sophia, who was eliminated, came over and found that Tommy was not at all what she had imagined. His eyes were shining and he was drooling as he watched Ottilia and the Miller daughters running on the beach in bikinis. He lowered his head, holding a Coke straw in his hand, and played the Pick15 number game on the smooth beach with a focused expression.
"You didn't even stare at those girls? Especially Ottilia. Before you came to the beach, you were talking enthusiastically about Broadway musicals with her and the three girls. Now that they put on bikinis, you're not interested anymore?" Sophia slowly sat down next to Tommy and asked, "What happened?"
Tommy looked at the numbers on the beach, and finally circled the number 6 with a straw. He said, "No, it's just that I don't need to act in front of these women. As for why I talked to them about Broadway musicals, it was to encourage Ottilia and the others to fly to New York in the afternoon. In this way, Ottilia won't invite me to stay for two more days. I don't want to waste time here. After lunch, we'll go back to Boston."
"If you like someone, shouldn't you feel that time flies so fast when you are with her?" Sophia asked in confusion:
"Don't you think Otilia is a woman you can't resist loving? You like her, but you think it's a waste of time. Philosophers don't have such complicated theories as yours."
Tommy dropped the straw in his hand: "Another draw."
He picked up the cigarette beside him and looked at Sophia. "My liking for her is just pure appreciation of her looks. I just fantasize about taking her to bed. What do you think liking her means? I like her temperament, conversation, cultivation, opinions, abilities, background, family or wealth? No, I'm superficial. The woman I like only needs to meet three criteria. First, she must be pretty enough and have a good figure. At least every time I see her, I must feel impulsive. I must make sure I don't get tired of her even if I go to bed with her dozens of times. Otherwise, you will always have no interest in her, the club will not respond, and you will not be able to satisfy her. In the end, she will ask others to do the work you should do for you."
"Second, she shouldn't be too smart, so she won't find out when I cheat on her because I know I will. Third, her family background should allow her to receive a good traditional upper-middle-class education. This is the only good thing about the upper class, I think. Daughters raised here will be very tolerant of their husbands for the sake of family integrity and reputation. So far, I've only found that Ottilia meets these three criteria for my wife. Of course, Renee can barely qualify as well."
"After hearing your conditions , all I can do is pray. Pray that no one in this world will ever meet these three conditions, so that they can avoid meeting an unfaithful husband." Sophia sighed.
Tommy lit up a cigarette: "Don't worry, I won't marry you and then fool around with other women behind your back."
"Thank you for letting me go, Tommy, thank you very much." Sophia rolled her eyes speechlessly.
Although Tommy was teasing, his eyes were looking at the sea in the distance: "You only need to thank your own chest."
"You seem a little unhappy. Didn't you say that Mr. Miller helped you a lot, gave you Mr. Perot's business card, and taught you a lot of things?" Sophia could see that Tommy's teasing was absent-minded, because according to this bastard's character , if there was nothing important to do, he would never let go of the opportunity to stimulate her so lightly.
Tommy blew out a puff of smoke. "These are all tricks I have played before. What can you learn from them? They are just variations of what I did to Delia. Do you understand what I mean? I gave Delia the opportunity to choose. In her opinion, either choice is right, right? But you know she chose the wrong answer. I secretly prepared a surprise for her. That's why you called me a jerk. But I, a jerk, prepared two choices for Delia, and at least one of them can be barely considered the correct answer. If she chooses to help me for free, I will definitely give her more rewards. The two choices given to me by Mr. Miller seem to be the correct answers with a bright future, but in fact, one is to let me help him steal Perot EDS's business, and the other is to block any possible cooperation opportunities between me and Perot."
"But didn't he give you a business card of Mr. Perot? He said he would help you call Perot and introduce you to him. He didn't stop you from meeting Mr. Perot." Sophia said doubtfully.
"Do I need him to give me a Perot business card? I can find Perot's contact information in the SSD alumni directory! Guess what Perot would think of me if he knew I had just visited someone who might have screwed up his naval order? Whether I cooperate with Miller or not, Perot would have to be on high alert because he doesn't know whether what I said to him was true or a lie. In order to avoid possible accidents, Perot's best choice is to ignore me. It has no effect on Perot, but it has a great impact on me. I appeared on the SSD internal magazine just to let Perot see it and talk about cooperation. Then, this gentleman, after confirming that I refused to cooperate, helped me close Perot's door." Tommy held a cigarette in his mouth, looked deeply at the Atlantic Ocean, and said:
"So, this is why Robert Miller cannot be called a jerk, but a gentleman."
After listening to what Tommy said, Sophia's eyes were a little dull. In her opinion, the gentle and cheerful Robert Miller was just an SSD alumnus who cared about the younger generation. He could not be consistent with the image of a person who did such a thing as Tommy described at this time.
"After listening to me, don't you want to say that Tommy did nothing wrong? He just wants to get some help from the alumni. If you don't want to help, just pretend you don't see it. Why..." Noticing Sophia's expression, Tommy laughed and gently helped Sophia tidy up her long hair that was messy because of the beach volleyball game. He teased her in the same tone that Sophia used when she was shocked and speechless when she learned that he was going to plot against Delia.
Sophia stared at Tommy and nodded gently: "Yes, you did nothing wrong..."
"Delia didn't do anything wrong. This is how the world is. There is no law that says you have to do something wrong before you get into trouble." Tommy fixed Sophia's hair, leaned back on the recliner, and said to Sophia, "There are a vast number of legal clauses in the United States, but so what? Even if there are many clauses, they cannot completely seal human desires."
Sophia spoke up: "You must be filled with anger right now."
"No, I'm not angry, Sophia. This is normal social behavior. There's no benefit in wasting time making yourself angry. When there's a chance, just fight back against him." Tommy said in a light voice, holding a cigarette between his legs.
"It's just that Tommy isn't even qualified to play a game with the gentlemen yet."
Sophia looked at the man in front of her quietly. She had to say that she found Tommy Hawke very attractive when he thought with his brain instead of his genitals. In fact, apart from his vulgar habit of sexualizing women, Sophia admired Tommy very much. She had never seen a college student with such amazing self-control. He could let her fall asleep on his shoulder on a red-eye flight while he took out a book and completed the reading assignment required by the teacher. He could resist the temptation of putting the money he earned into his own pocket. He never lost his morale. Every time she saw him, he was always full of energy and tireless. No one knew what he was thinking. No one knew where he would take Actor, which was now caught in the eye of the storm. Not only did she not know, Holly, Susan, Mark and even Jason could not guess what he was thinking, but they were unconsciously attracted and accompanied him forward.
Whether he succeeds or fails, we must first admit that this bastard named Tommy is a strong man, even if he swears all the time and doesn't respect women.
It's just the simple admiration for the strong that makes you unable to help but be attracted to him and then form a habit. Just like what Jason said, there is nothing to worry about. No matter who the other party is, we have Tommy.
"I guess you are fantasizing about what's going on with me right now?" Noticing that Sophia was no longer moving, Tommy glanced at her and asked with a smirk, "Give up. I won't take off your clothes unless you're willing to pay."
Sophia also laughed: "When you didn't say anything, I did want to fantasize about something, but your words successfully helped me break the fantasy and return to reality."
"I've thought about it. The best way to get revenge on Robert is to sleep with his three daughters, then take a photo and send it to him as a Christmas present when his family gathers at home for Christmas. Then maybe Santa Claus will take him away when he goes to his house to deliver presents." Tommy seemed to have thought of a way to get revenge and asked his legal assistant for advice:
"The whole family just happened to be gathered around his body to discuss how to divide the property. I think I'm helping others. What do you think? Would his family be willing to write me a thank-you letter?"
Although she knew he was joking, Sophia still reminded him, "Tommy, these words seem too much to me as the listener."
"But I have to fuck something. I'm not gay. I can't fuck Miller..." Tommy made an exaggerated expression of disgust: "Right? I can only fantasize about the opposite sex."
Beep, beep, beep…
Tommy glanced at the pager, stood up and asked where the phone was, walked over and dialed: "Delia?"
Delia told Tommy the news she had: "We have received confirmation that Jim Manz has resigned from Lotus, and a vice president named Byron Kennedy has taken over his job."
"Jim Manz is the only jerk in that company. Without him, our preparations seem a little too thorough. The SSD internal magazine only gave me 10 million. I was still worried, but now it seems that it is enough. I will go back to California to get the money." Tommy listened to what Delia said:
"I am only afraid of assholes like me, never gentlemen. Let's teach this simple Mr. Kennedy a lesson and tell him that besides equal rights in science and technology, there is another concept: moral kidnapping."
