Chapter 653 Bar Story
At the end of the award ceremony, Gilbert Jr. awarded John Mayer the Best Pop Male Singer, which can be regarded as completing the task of this award ceremony.
There will be a cocktail party afterwards, but obviously little Gilbert is not interested in attending, and Avril Lavigne is not very interested either.
This awards ceremony is actually quite lively. Perhaps with the participation of little Gilbert, the ratings of this Grammy are higher than before.
But unfortunately, it was originally rumored that Michael Jackson would appear at this Grammy, but he did not come in the end.
Although the child molestation case has been settled, Michael Jackson's heart is not so easy to calm down. According to Donald, Michael Jackson was undergoing treatment.
So Gilbert Jr. suggested to Donald that it would be better to let Michael Jackson go to the Landrini-Jobs-Gates Medical Center in New York.
This medical center is owned by Bill Gates. It is located in New York, the base of Wall Street. It is nailed right there, keeping Wall Street in its throat.
Michael Jackson is still considering it, but Donald is trying to persuade him.
If Michael Jackson really went there, those who helped him probably wouldn’t be able to sleep either.
Although little Gilbert didn't know exactly how Michael Jackson died, he guessed based on his recent treatment that the doctor who treated him had a big problem.
But once you change a hospital and a different doctor, at least the medical safety problem will disappear.
Moreover, the security of the medical center is personally responsible for the security company run by Little Gilbert. Little Gilbert also specifically asked about security issues, so it is not advisable to use physical means to eliminate Michael Jackson.
Of course, they can also manipulate the media to bring about a second child molestation case, which is easy for them.
But Gilbert Jr., who controls the media himself, can help Michael Jackson. Even if he cannot win, public opinion will not be as one-sided as last time.
Little Gilbert felt that the interest groups that harmed him and Michael Jackson overlapped. These beasts are as disgusting as reptiles.
That's all that can be done. As for mental problems, it depends on Michael Jackson himself. Little Gilbert can't help him much.
After the award ceremony, Avril Lavigne went to the bathroom and changed into another set of clothes when she came out.
"Why did you change your clothes again?" Little Gilbert asked as he was waiting by the car.
The girl smiled sweetly, spun around in front of little Gilbert, and winked cutely: "How is it? Nightclub style, do you like it?"
"I like it," little Gilbert's mouth was always honest: "But the weather is still very cold. Isn't it cold if you wear such a short skirt and expose your thighs?"
"Hee hee," Avril Lavigne ·Lavigne hugged little Gilbert’s arm and said coquettishly: “I thought it looked good, so I put it on!”
Fans saw that the cool punk princess in their eyes actually acted like a little woman, and they probably thought The glasses are all broken.
Little Gilbert played with a strand of rose red in Avril Lavigne's hair and said with a smile: "Vivian, just be normal. Where did that little punk princess go?"
"Really? This is what you said."
After saying that, Avril Lavigne took little Gilbert and ran away.
“Hey! Where are we going?”
“The bar...”
The explosive music that makes people rock and roll, mixed with the smell of alcohol and perfume, the dance floor There were many people in the center swaying to the rhythm.
There are girls wearing hot clothes everywhere, with big butts, long legs, small waists, all kinds of things. The lights in the bar are dark, making it difficult to see faces.
When you get excited here, you can find a private room or go to the back alley of a bar to have a fight. Of course, some people may regret it after the numbing effects of alcohol wear off.
You think you're in love with Angelina Jolie, but it might actually be Oprah Winfrey.
Little Gilbert has not been to the bar for a long time, mainly because his identity is not suitable. He did not expect to be dragged over by Avril Lavigne today.
But fortunately, no one in the bar seemed to notice the arrival of a major Hollywood director, and they were all immersed in joy.
Changing places and changing styles, the little punk princess pulled little Gilbert into the middle of the dance floor.
Maybe it was Mary J. Blige's hot dance that stimulated her before. Although she danced very awkwardly and was not as good-looking as a veteran nightclub veteran, she worked very hard.
Little Gilbert is embarrassed, he can’t dance.
Of course, that’s not to say he can’t do it. He can still do the waltz used in upper-class society. Charlize Theron taught her, and complained that it hurt her feet. Because there were too many people, and the colorful lights above were flashing, the two of them were quickly squeezed away by the crowd, and little Gilbert was pushed directly to the edge.
He shrugged, found a place to sit, and waited for Avril Lavigne to come out.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, someone came over to say hello: "Hi, who are you? Director Little Gilbert?"
Little Gilbert was confused: "Who are you?"
"I'm E. Minam, you may not know me. , I am a rapper.”
Little Gilbert suddenly realized: “Dr. Dre’s disciple, hello, hello.”
Through Dr. Dre’s relationship, the two of them went smoothly. Get talking. Eminem also hired a waiter and planned to treat little Gilbert to a drink.
But little Gilbert wanted to drive and just asked for a glass of orange juice.
"Director Gilbert, why are you here?" Eminem asked.
Little Gilbert said speechlessly: "I was pulled here by Vivian."
"Where is she?"
"She should be dancing properly over there. Happy.”
As soon as little Gilbert finished speaking, Avril Lavigne's voice came from the other side of the dance floor. Avril Lavigne sounded off in front of little Gilbert, but she was a proper rebellious girl in front of outsiders.
"Let go of your dirty hands, Fake..."
"Bichi, don't you know the rules here?" The fierce voice of a strong black man scared everyone around him. Stepping back, Avril Lavigne was surrounded by several strong men in the middle of the dance floor.
The DJ music stopped, probably because he was drunk and causing trouble again. This kind of thing often happens in bars.
After a while, the bar security came over and solved the problem quickly.
Hollywood stars probably frequent this bar, and little Gilbert actually saw a lot of familiar faces at this moment. No wonder Avril Lavinilla came here on her own, she probably wouldn't go to ordinary bars.
At this moment, several strong men surrounded Avril Lavigne, their tone of voice became slutty.
"Xiao Bichi, your face looks familiar. Is it a celebrity?"
"Your dance just now was so tempting. How about we find a place and give it to you?" Let’s dance again?”
“Yeah, don’t worry, you don’t have much experience like this, we will train you well, it will definitely be enjoyable.”
Facing the lewd looks of several strong men, Avril Lavigne did not show any signs of determent. She slapped the leading strong man with her hand and then raised her leg to kick her in the crotch.
The strong man in the lead let out a painful cry, his body arched into a shrimp shape, and his face was distorted. It is estimated that this kick was serious, and if not treated in time, he would have no descendants.
But this obviously aroused the anger of the strong man's other partners, and a corn-headed one shouted: "Grab this Bichi and fuck her tonight..."
Back Before he finished speaking, a bottle of wine suddenly whizzed by and hit the corn head accurately, causing him to bleed immediately.
Cornhead covered his head and angrily shouted in the direction of the bottle: "Who the hell is that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a dozen big men in suits coming over and surrounding them, and he was stunned.
Bar security? This doesn’t look like it either!
The crowd of burly men in suits separated, and little Gilbert appeared in front of Avril Lavigne. Avril Lavigne suddenly cried with joy, feeling that the savior had arrived.
It turns out that little Gilbert had already called his security guard.
For a big shot like him, it is normal for him to carry security guards with him. After all, there are many people who want to attack him, so he must protect his own safety.
Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy here.
As for the people in the bar, they were all dumbfounded. Only then did they notice that little Gilbert was actually in the bar. Reminiscent of the just-concluded Grammy Awards, people in the bar began to observe a moment of silence for these strong men.
Who do you think it is bad for you to offend? The woman who wants to mess with little Gilbert?
It’s true that she is beautiful, but is that something you can touch?
Now that’s it, it’s over!
Wish yourself luck!
(End of this chapter)