Volume 4: White Devil Chapter 219 Let them kill
"Do you have any hobbies? Besides working for Tommy?" Susie drank beer and smiled, ruffling her hair.
Susan noticed Susie's serious questioning look, thought for a moment, and slowly said, "Music, drinking, reading, and because I recently went hunting in a hunting ground in New York, can I add hunting to that?"
"The first three are hobbies that I developed under the influence of that man, so hunting is the only activity you really like in your heart?" Susie sat sideways, with her left arm resting on the back of the sofa, and her right hand putting beer into her mouth:
"Be more authentic, so you won't be annoying. Why do you think women like my mother keep remarrying? It's because men will soon get tired of bitches without any ego. Or do you think Jason just likes a woman with a nice face and figure but no ideas? If he wants, there are plenty of women with better figures and faces than me who can crush him to death with their breasts. You have to learn to be yourself, Susan."
"I'm learning to be Tommy. I don't think there's any point in learning to be Susan, lying in a shabby apartment in San Jose that can only watch the sunset and wait for customers?" Susan said to Susie with a smile, and then shook the beer in her hand:
"I'm going to go talk to Tommy about work and I will say it was really nice talking to you and it really helped with my stress."
"Hey~" Susie saw Susan stand up, so she also stood up from the sofa, walked to Susan's ear and whispered something. Susan looked at Susie with surprise and suspicion. Susie put her hands on her hot pants and patted them gently, and nodded to Susan in response: "Believe me, and don't tell Tommy, because it will be a lot less fun."
Tommy was flipping through a business magazine when he heard footsteps and realized that Susan came over and sat down next to him.
Putting down the magazine in his hand, Tommy noticed that even though Susan had already sat down, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Susie in the distance.
"Did she invite you to her studio to make games? It's said to be very effective in relieving stress, and a lot of women come to her studio." Tommy said as he followed Susan's gaze to Susie, who had a light kiss with Jason and then had a sweet conversation with him.
Susan retracted her gaze and looked at Tommy speechlessly: "She didn't invite me to her place, but she told me a very interesting method at the end."
"I don't believe there is any more interesting method. Seeking normal physical and mental relaxation is actually nothing more than a matter between men and women. If you are not interested in men, then try women. I promise that your being a homosexual will not affect our close family relationship. I am very open-minded as long as you don't associate with niggers." Tommy said to Susan: "I just can't like niggers. Just like what Jim and I said when we were chatting, it may be because I was shot dead by a nigger in my previous life, which led to my natural hostility towards them."
"She probably thought that you and I had slept with each other countless times, and now you were tired of me, so I started to have wild thoughts by myself. I didn't know how to tell her that nothing had happened between us, and my stress was also due to work, but to be honest, the interesting method she told me in the end that asked me not to tell you was really very interesting." Susan asked Tommy with a smile.
Tommy spread his hands disapprovingly: "I've seen the world. You know, the SSD Stanford chapter still retains my title as the best party manager. No one knows the word fun better than me."
"She asked me to get a tattoo just below my belly where my bikini bottoms would cover it," Susan said, rather than refuting Tommy's narcissistic flattery .
Tommy said in confusion and disgust: "I don't see what's so interesting about this. I don't like tattoos, nor do I like women covered in tattoos, so I don't know much about tattoos. The only tattoo I have is a badge on my wrist that I got from those guys at the high school summer camp. So, what's an interesting tattoo? Disney's Mickey Mouse?"
"It's a very simple tattoo, just a line of text," Susan continued.
"I love Tommy? Exclusively for Tommy? You want to get some kind of spiritual and mental satisfaction by hurting your body and insulting your personality?" Tommy said in a mocking tone:
"That girl has pretty good hacking skills, but this method isn't that interesting. The whole world knows you're my Good Girl, and you're not ugly. It's normal for us to have sex, just like Sophia. Even my father-in-law is sure that I must have slept with Sophia because he had an affair with his secretary, so he thinks I'm the same kind of person as him. Of course, having sex will happen sooner or later, but not now. You, Sophia, or any other woman who might exist, don't look as attractive as I imagined."
Susan pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Although her treatment of me deviated from the direction from the beginning and attributed the problem to the relationship between men and women, I think that line of text can increase my attraction to you. Susie is indeed very knowledgeable about the relationship between men and women."
"Okay, it looks like I guessed wrong? What text?" Hearing this, Tommy immediately became interested and asked curiously.
Susan held back her laughter for a few seconds before she gave the answer to Tommy, who was full of curiosity: "Tommy's Dick Erection Terminator does sound insulting, but it's obviously not intended to insult myself."
"Wow..." Tommy opened his mouth, then cursed, and finally said to Susan: "Isn't this sentence too insulting? No man can stand this sentence?"
"When you think I'm attractive enough, I'll get this sentence tattooed on you. I guess it will at least guarantee that when we're in bed, we can have more frequent and longer sex," Susan said with a smile.
" Indeed, after a man reads that line, he has only one thought left: he cannot let it end, and he cannot be laughed at in front of a woman." Tommy said convincingly: "Susie... this girl sounds really good at teasing men. She is a pretty girl, and she has a smart and interesting brain. No wonder Jason feels that he can't leave her."
Susan asked Tommy gossipingly, "Is everything she said true? Why do I always feel that what she said sounds very familiar, a bit like you, and I can't tell whether it's a lie or the truth. The main purpose is to attract attention and shock people."
"Most of them are true. For example, Kevin Dominic, a famous hacker nicknamed Condor, and Roscoe, a network administrator at USC, both admit that this woman's hacking skills are better. The three of them once competed to break into the system. Both of them were caught, but Susie got away with it. Then Roscoe thought that he wouldn't have to pay for sex with her, but Susie always asked him to pay according to the price. In a rage, Roscoe reported her. These are all true and can be checked." Tommy also turned his head and looked at Susie, who was explaining to Jason in the distance that she needed to compensate Susan for the phone bill, and said with a smile .
Susan nodded slightly: "In other words, there are still some falsehoods?"
"I don't know which ones are false, and I don't care. That's Jason's business. Jason is not an idiot. If he is determined to find a woman to fall in love with, he will naturally investigate the woman thoroughly. Her childhood experiences should be true. The files can be found and the polygraph is also real. What is uncertain is whether she has slept with all the members of the Beatles or other rock stars. After all, the Beatles had disbanded the year she came to Los Angeles. Other things include her stepfather's whereabouts and her mother remarried. Of course, everyone should have secrets and the right to lie."
Susan said with a smile: "According to what you said, Jason and Susie also need to pay every time they have sex after they start dating?"
"No, she's not short of money anymore. Jason treats her well and doesn't care about her past. In other words, if he really pays every time, it's just a little interest between lovers." Tommy looked at Jason and Susie in the distance:
"And for her ex-boyfriend, paying every time is not a hobby, it's a nightmare, because he is just a university administrator, not even a teaching title. Jason's quarterly dividends from any software company are enough for him to accompany Susie to play this little hobby until his 80th birthday, if his golf clubs can still be used by then."
Susan said calmly: "The same thing is a nightmare to the poor and a pleasure to the rich."
Tommy walked to the stereo in Susan's living room. The body of the stereo was black with a walnut texture, with knobs and buttons of various sizes on it. Next to it was a record storage rack with many old records.
"While you were chatting with Susie, I was studying this thing. It's really complicated, with too many buttons and knobs. Can't it be streamlined like Actor's OSS software?" Tommy fiddled with the knobs and said.
Susan smiled as she sat on the sofa, looking at Tommy squatting a few steps in front of her without any momentum. "What you actually want to say is that my brain is just like the machine in front of you. I think about a lot of unnecessary questions."
"Isn't it still very smart and sharp, my dear Susan?" Tommy stood up and sat back next to Susan. "Don't think too much. You just work too long and are used to thinking more comprehensively. When you find that you can't figure out how I can solve the problem after you put yourself in my mind, you have unnecessary psychological pressure."
Susan sighed, "It's mainly because of the Jewish influence in this industry that I don't see any chance, Tommy. They are not two nerds from Lotus. They can do whatever they want in Hollywood and kill all their enemies. I don't want to interfere with you or persuade you. I am just worried about you as a friend, goddaughter, or potential mistress who is not attractive enough."
"That's what we want, Susan." Tommy picked up a record and put it in the stereo. He turned back to Susan and said, "Let them kill."
