(Originally I wanted to write about a fierce game, but ended up suffering from a cold. I didn’t feel anything at all. I didn’t want to miss out on the game, so I left it until the preseason. Thank you readers for your concern. My cold is much better.)
"Listen, ma'am, I don't know you, and this is a charity reception, not a social dinner." Black Dolan opened his hands in front of his chest and took a step back to avoid contact with this strange woman.
.
"I am Marion Cotillard, you can call me Mary." Marion Cotillard said still smiling, even though Blake Dolan's rejection just now sounded very hurtful.
"Okay, I'm Black Dolan, you can call me Black. What can I do for you?" Black Dolan said helplessly. He couldn't do anything to hurt someone's self-esteem, especially when the other person is a woman.
"I want your phone number." Marion Cotillard said directly.
Blake Dolan clenched his fist and then unclenched it. This was not the first time he had been accosted by a woman. Even when he was in the army and returned to China for defense, he would take the initiative to chat up some women and flirt with them in nightclubs. But it was different now. He already had Liv Tyler.
Although Black Dolan is not a Christian, he at least remembers that he is a man, not a prostitute.
"Uh, thank you, I mean thank you for your, uh, concern, but I already have a girlfriend and we have a very good relationship. I don't want her to know that I leave my phone number to strangers, especially strange and beautiful ones.
Woman." Black Dolan tried hard to think of words to express his position without hurting the woman in front of him.
"I like you. I want your phone number. Do you have a relationship with your girlfriend? I don't want to steal you, but I want to be your friend. The speech you just made on the stage was very touching, or do you think your
Your girlfriend has deprived you of the right to make friends?" Marion Cotillard looked into Blake Dolan's eyes and said.
"Just friends?" Blake Doran asked.
"Of course." Marion Cotillard's expression looked very serious.
Blake Dolan took out a pen and a note from the pocket of his suit jacket and wrote his phone number on it: "Okay, we are friends, but I am not in Washington. Maybe you want to ask me out for dinner or something like that."
Disappoint you."
Marion Cotillard put the note away and said: "It doesn't matter, you just said you were not in Washington, where would you be?"
After saying that, he also took two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray passing by and handed one to Black Dolan.
"Thank you, I'm in New York, uh, now I'm the manager of the New York Knicks club." Blake Dolan bowed politely and said.
"Club? Private club?" Marion Cotillard asked uncertainly.
"No, not that kind of private club, I mean a team. I am the team manager and coach of the New York Knicks in the NBA." Blake Dodolan explained.
"You are a good man because you are trying hard to avoid hurting me." Marion Cotillard said with a smile and a sip of champagne.
"Well……"
"There is no doubt that as an actor, I can understand the look in your eyes at first. You didn't want to stop and talk to me, but you were afraid of hurting my self-esteem." Marion Cotillard continued.
"Well, indeed." Black Dolan admitted.
"You can go, your friends are having lunch over there." Marion Cotillard said as she stepped out of the way.
"Thank you!" Black Dolan's eyes stayed on this weird woman for a second, and then walked forward, but just after taking two steps, Marion Cotillard's voice sounded:
"You didn't ask me, what kind of game is Dare?"
Black Dolan stopped and turned around with a helpless smile on his face:….
"Okay, madam, not only did I not ask what game it was, I didn't even ask your name, which was really rude. But now I know you are Marion Cotillard, Mary, I remember that name.
"
"That game is when I ask you if you dare to do something, you have to answer yes and do that thing. Otherwise, you have to promise the other person something. If you succeed, then you can ask me something.
Whatever you dare, the cycle continues." Marion Cotillard said.
"Okay, do you want me to play this game with you?" Black Dolan frowned, it sounded like one of those vulgar games played in wine.
"Of course, you ask first." Marion Cotillard said.
"Uh, okay, do you dare to drink that glass of whiskey? No, just half a glass, one-third is fine! Oh my God!" Black Dolan watched this strange woman take the glass of whiskey from the waiter's hand.
Drink it all.
"You're great, is it over?" Black Dolan said, looking at the empty wine glass in the woman's hand.
"It's my turn to ask." Marion Cotillard put the wine glass on the table and looked at Black Dolan and said.
"I knew I shouldn't stop!" Blake Doran complained to himself in a low voice, and then said:
"Okay, it's your turn, but only one question."
"Of course, just one question, we continue this game every time we meet, this is the first time." Marion Cotillard said:
"Can you promise that you won't find any way to refuse to be friends with me in the future?"
"Of course, I promise, I mean, dare! That's it, ma'am! I'm leaving! I hope that glass of whiskey doesn't give you a headache!" Blake Doran walked in the direction of Sheldon Cooper after answering.
, so that he did not hear the sentence behind Marion Cotillard:
"How long will he play this game with me? He is a man who doesn't know how to refuse but is firm, but he looks very charming."
…
Blake Dolan found Sheldon Cooper, and then took his father's private plane and flew back to New York from Washington. Although he became the manager of the Knicks club, Blake Dolan did not enjoy the manager's package, such as in New York
For housing, he chose to rent an ordinary apartment by himself, located next to Central Park in Manhattan. The monthly rent is 2,000 US dollars. It is only 20 minutes away from Madison Square Garden. The mansion provided by his father is also located in Manhattan.
, but it is located on Roosevelt Island, a bit far from Madison Square Garden.
Moreover, the small apartment he rented allowed him to truly feel his presence, because there were people walking on the stairs from morning to night, the elevator was always busy, and the girl next door or the strong man next door would always knock the sound occasionally.
door, asking if you want to go to one of their parties, or just come over and watch soap operas on Black Dolan's TV.
This is the kind of life he wants.
Of course, he also moved in with the assistant manager, Sheldon Cooper. This guy didn't ask James Dolan to pay the rent for him, but he asked Blake Dolan's father to help him pay the rent in this room.
The apartment cost only $2,000 to install high-speed Internet, and the one-year usage fee was more expensive than the entire year's rent. Since Sheldon Cooper installed high-speed Internet, the entire floor has joined his LAN.
The holidays have begun, and Sam Presti is still as busy as a donkey in Texas, but Blake Dolan has no intention of sympathizing with that guy at all, because he is a workaholic, and that was a member of the Knicks foursome.
After drinking, the 26-year-old young man drunkenly expressed his ideals. He wanted to set his own rules, not for the Knicks, but for the entire league.
Someone who has the same dream as him is Daryl Morey, who is trying to make his company the largest basketball scouting agency in the world.
A soldier who doesn't want to be a marshal is not a good soldier, Black Dolan said as he lay on the bed in his room.
