The curtains are thick and the lights are dim. This is the most luxurious hotel in the city, but the actual conditions are far from being "luxurious". This is because this is Africa, a poor and backward country in Africa.
The soft bed was filled with bodies, the white man's well-developed chest hair, and the black woman's four strong thighs. In the ashtray, there was still half a stick of marijuana that had not been smoked. Suddenly, a sharp alarm broke the silence, and the man sat up suddenly, remembering his appointment with his lawyer today. His lawyer came from far away Europe.
Walslot quickly put on his shirt, yelling some local dialect inside, and drove the two high-class call girls out. When he received the withdrawal notice and lawyer's letter from the company, he knew that his career was over. Last night's indulgence was nothing but inner distress. He asked his lawyer to come from Europe overnight, just to study how to gain more benefits for himself under the current situation. After all, Adrian Blake's 300 million US dollars was still in the account.
After sending the call girl away, Walslot quickly put on his clothes, went out, hailed a taxi, and went to see his lawyer.
In a cafe, the lawyer read the documents in detail and frowned: "Wolslot, there is no way. The company has such a clause in the contract signed with you. They have every right to do so. Moreover, they have the right to sue you to compensate them for the cost of shooting the advertisement."
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