American History 1988
Chapter 287 - 277: Snivel

Chapter 287: Chapter 277: Snivel

Simon and John didn’t dive into work immediately after arriving in Silicon Valley.

They were too busy enjoying themselves in Dean’s mansion, just like Simon said, it was a kingdom of freedom.

They had all the facilities they could ever want, playing golf in the yard for the first time and learning it was necessary to drive from the villa to the main gate.

To celebrate his move to a new residence, Dean even held a grand party.

West Coast celebrities flocked to the event, all curious about the interior of the mansion frequently reported by the media.

"The wooden bridge to the artificial lake here is automatic! Yes, when you want to relax in the middle of the island.

All you need to do is gently press the remote control in your hand, and it slowly, precisely reaches your feet.

It’s so damn cool, the house is filled with high-tech!"

Bono, the lead singer of the Irish rock band U2, described his experience this way during an interview with reporters.

"He is the real superstar here, like the mansion itself, everyone gravitates towards him involuntarily."

Madonna’s agent Guy Oseary openly said that Dean had a special kind of charm.

"Women adore him, I think if he wanted to, no one would refuse him."

Demi Moore, who didn’t give a damn about her married status, nearly hit a home run with Dean at that time.

As the party, attended by more than a thousand people, came to an end, legends about Dean’s mansion had spread throughout the area.

And our protagonist, Dean? Well, the past couple of days, he was hiding in the villa, spending time with Jennifer Connelly.

Ahem, due to some mishap, Jennifer Connelly was pissed at him.

"She’s already thirty, and I didn’t know you liked them that mature, ah?"

"Jenny, I was drunk at the time~" Dean used the excuse of being drunk as a shield with practiced ease.

"How come I didn’t know that when you’re drunk, you can still figure out where the buttons on a woman’s evening gown are?"

Jennifer Connelly looked at him sarcastically, familiar with his drunken antics.

In that state, unless she made the move, Dean couldn’t even find the entry point.

"You know, I might have been somewhere between drunk and sober," Dean retorted stubbornly, refusing to admit he was caught philandering.

That night’s party was too chaotic, he couldn’t distinguish who was who, and besides, he didn’t succeed in his escapade, did he?

Speaking of which, the situation was a bit awkward. At the party held in the mansion, due to the overwhelming number of people,

Dean and Jennifer quickly separated and attended to their own friends.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, maybe because California’s weather was so hot, or perhaps the female stars were dressed too skimpily.

Surrounded by a bevy of beauties, it didn’t take long for Dean to become hot and bothered.

Just then, Demi Moore took the initiative, flirting with him under the guise of dancing, frequently rubbing her ample bosom against Dean’s arm.

The young and virile Dean couldn’t resist such temptation. They hadn’t finished a single dance before they sneaked into an empty room.

In his own house, Dean knew his way around, and he even had the mood to play a little seduction game with Demi Moore.

Then, just as Demi Moore knelt down to help him "clear his pipes," Jennifer Connelly burst in.

Despite there being over a thousand guests at the party, Jennifer always kept an eye on Dean’s whereabouts.

She knew those vixens would do anything to get close to Dean. As a woman, she understood other women’s thoughts all too well.

Being young and handsome was one thing; Hollywood was full of such actors.

But he was also one of America’s richest men, and he wasn’t married.

Put all that together, and it was power enough to nuke the whole of Hollywood.

Indeed, Jennifer’s worries were not unfounded. She had only left Dean alone for a short while before a temptress took advantage.

Facing Demi Moore, who had just starred in "Ghost," Dean couldn’t hold back.

Her kneeling posture and seductive face reminded Dean of Molly from the film.

Especially as her face worked her mouth back and forth, Dean couldn’t restrain himself anymore.

However, just then, intense knocking erupted from behind.

"Dean! Open up! I know you’re in there; which siren is seducing you?!"

The sudden booming voice startled Dean, causing him to shudder.

Then he began firing rapidly, with ferocity.

Caught off guard, Demi Moore got a mouthful and even had her nostrils clogged.

But with time pressing, there was no chance for cleanup.

As Dean zipped up, Demi Moore cleared her throat with a couple of swallows, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

The entire process took less than a minute, and Dean had restored his composure and opened the door.

"Jenny, what’s the matter?"

Jennifer Connelly didn’t bother with him. She carefully scanned the room but found nothing amiss.

The two looked neat, as if they indeed had only been chatting casually.

Still not convinced, Jennifer sniffed the air, but the smell of perfume and champagne covered everything.

"What are you doing?" Only then did she look at them suspiciously.

"Demi’s zipper came loose in the back, I was just helping out," Dean gestured with his hands, indicating he was just being a gentleman.

"Really?" Jennifer Connelly was skeptical, especially with a Hollywood starlet standing there, her face flushed.

"Of course, you know me, Jenny; you’ve been with me all this time," Dean assured with solemn promise.

Demi Moore nodded in agreement, making it sound like it was all very simple.

With no evidence found, Jennifer Connelly moved close to Dean and then grabbed him firmly.

"Honey, it can only show me some gentlemanly manners, got it?"

"Oh~!" Caught red-handed, Dean’s mouth gaped open.

Shit! She was too forceful, and Dean couldn’t control his expression.

Pfft! Just then, Demi Moore, who was behind them, suddenly coughed.

She had understood Jennifer Connolly’s words and Dean’s expression had made her laugh.

Then she choked~

Attracting Jennifer Connolly’s attention, she turned around only to see two streams of snot hanging from Demi Moore’s nostrils.

Ew~, Jennifer stepped back two paces in disgust.

That was just disgusting, especially for a Hollywood actress.

If an outsider were to see it, it would be a disastrous collapse of image.

Wait a minute! That color of the snot...

Jennifer Connolly’s face changed color, and she turned around abruptly.

However, before she could act, Demi Moore had already rushed out of the room.

"Bitch! And you said you didn’t sneak any!" Jennifer Connolly screamed, ready to chase after her.

"Jenny! Jenny!" Seeing trouble, Dean quickly wrapped his arms around her from behind.

What happened afterward goes without saying, Jennifer Connolly didn’t let Dean touch her for several days.

It wasn’t until Dean personally cooked her breakfast that Jennifer’s anger slightly subsided.

However, thinking back to that evening, she still held a grudge and now couldn’t help but start mocking Dean again.

"That bitch has been seducing others more than once. Do you want her to come looking for you with a child in a year?"

As an insider in Hollywood, Jennifer knew lots of gossip.

Demi Moore is far from conservative as she appears, and Jennifer had heard rumors about her more than once.

"Jenny, I was wrong," Dean, seizing an opportunity to save face, said, "I just drank too much."

"Dean, you need to take responsibility for yourself..."

Beep beep beep...

The life-saving ring of the phone went off.

Dean answered the call with the speed of lightning.

"Simon?... OK, I’ll be right over."

After hanging up, Dean looked innocently at Jennifer Connolly, "It’s Simon, something to do with work. I have to go."

"You..."

"I’ll be back on time tonight~"

Before she could say more, Dean grabbed his car keys from the table and hurried out the door.

Alright, that incident was in the past now. Next time, such affairs would need to be arranged in advance.

As Dean summarized the lesson, he started the car and drove toward Silicon Valley.

Simon and his team had already rented a house; Price’s List was about to begin operation.

Funnily enough, when picking an office location for Price’s List, Simon and his team locked their first target on a garage.

Dean knew without asking that these two were also superstitious about Silicon Valley’s well-known legends.

For such a feverish idea, Dean mercilessly put an end to it.

The scale of Price’s List was moderate, but they weren’t so poor that they couldn’t afford an office.

Thanks to Dean’s arrangement, Price’s List quickly rented an office space in Menlo Park.

It was not far from the current Byte Company headquarters, just a few miles away, a ten-minute drive.

Speaking of Byte Company’s headquarters, there was another plan Dean was quietly working on.

This May or June, Byte Company had spent 50 million US dollars to buy a 200-acre plot of land between Mountain View and Palo Alto.

It was close to the San Francisco Bay, right next to Shoreline Amphitheatre.

Originally, this place was a hiking park, with nothing but native lawns and slopes nearby.

Slightly further away were entertainment facilities like a golf course, amusement park, and public parks.

It was entirely undeveloped land; if not for its location in Silicon Valley, it would be no different from a wasteland.

But Dean had his eye on this place. He knew it would be difficult to find such a large contiguous piece of land in a few years.

Even if there was one, the price of the land would be a different story.

So, taking advantage of the current opportunity to stash some land for Byte’s future headquarters was the sensible thing to do.

The rented office buildings were just adequate for now, but who knows about a few years later.

According to Dean’s plans, Byte’s future business could involve multiple areas, and it wouldn’t be surprising if the scale of the expansion multiplied several times.

Of course, Byte Company was very discreet about all this, including the land purchase.

Construction of the new headquarters hadn’t been scheduled yet, and even the scale hadn’t been decided.

Because Byte was developing too quickly, with new products being launched one after another.

Perhaps this month’s confirmed plan might be overturned by the next month.

So, they would reconsider the new headquarters after the market stabilized a bit.

Now, apart from Byte Company, another startup was about to set up shop here.

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