The Tyrant Billionaire

Many admired Hardy. Every investment he made seemed like a stroke of genius. In just three short years, he had become one of the core families of a major consortium. It was truly impressive.

Others took several generations to achieve what he did in just a few years.

Acquiring shares of Bank of America and entering the core of the California consortium was very important to Hardy. It signified that his status within the consortium had further elevated, allowing him to access more resources. Of course, he was also obligated to lead the consortium's enterprises to generate more profit.

President Johnson's speech event in San Francisco was a great success, with the scene still grand. HD Economic Company dispatched several celebrities to support the event, attracting a crowd of over a hundred thousand people.

Marilyn Monroe was also among the performers.

Currently, America's sweetheart enjoys a popularity that rivals top tier celebrities. Similar to some pretty actresses in later years who, despite not having any works to their name, managed to amass a large following simply because of their good looks and effective publicity.

After completing the deal with Bank of America, Hardy was ready to return to Los Angeles. However, upon boarding his private jet, he found Marilyn Monroe already on the plane.

Seeing Hardy, Monroe quickly stood up in fright, timidly greeting him, "Hello, Mr. Hardy."

Her long eyelashes fluttered up and down, reflecting her inner panic and fear.

At this moment, Andy, standing nearby, explained, "Monroe was a guest performer at President Johnson's speech event two days ago. However, after the speech, she suddenly developed gastroenteritis and was admitted to the hospital. The other performers returned to Los Angeles by car, leaving her alone here."

"I learned from Edward during a call yesterday that she was still here. Since we're heading back today, I suggested giving her a ride back, saving on airfare. She has mostly recovered today, so she decided to join us on the flight back."

Hardy looked at Monroe. Today, she was dressed conservatively, wearing a thin, long skirt and a plain T-shirt. Still, her figure remained striking. Perhaps due to the gastroenteritis, her face appeared a bit pale.

She stood there with her head lowered, her fingers slightly twisting, not daring to look at Hardy. Hardy smiled, "Miss Monroe, are you feeling better now?"

"A lot better, just still a bit weak," Monroe replied softly.

Hardy instructed his assistant, "Ask the crew to prepare a hot drink for Miss Monroe and take her to my room. She'll be more comfortable lying on the bed."

Monroe was taken aback.

"Oh, no need, Mr. Hardy. I'm fine sitting here," Monroe quickly said, feeling too embarrassed to take over Mr. Hardy's room."

"You should go. I just happen to discuss some business matters with Andy and the others, which might not be suitable for you to hear," Hardy said.

Upon hearing that these important people were about to discuss business matters, Monroe obediently followed the assistant to Hardy's room.

The room was luxuriously decorated. Monroe looked around, thinking to herself that the rich truly knew how to enjoy life, having a luxurious little suite on an airplane.

The assistant brought her a cup of water.

Monroe accepted the cup, holding it in her hands, "Thank you, Assistant. And thank you, Mr. Hardy, too."

The assistant smiled and left.

Monroe took a few sips of water, feeling her stomach ease up a bit. She placed the cup back on the coaster and slowly looked around the room again.

On one side of the wall hung a picture of Hardy. In the photo, Hardy appeared young and handsome, with a sharp look on his face. Monroe stared at the photo for a long time.

When she first joined HD Economic Company, President Edward had said that Mr. Hardy had taken a liking to her. At that time, she was down and out and deeply grateful to Mr. Hardy for giving her a chance to develop her career.

Later, everything went smoothly. She received training, participated in programs, and became a highly popular idol.

Back then, she had thought that maybe one day she would meet Mr. Hardy.

She wanted to thank him.

Today, she was indeed lucky to meet Mr. Hardy, but at the moment of their meeting, she was so frightened that her breathing became erratic. She forgot what to say and only felt nervous. In the end, she was arranged to stay in the room without even saying a word of thanks.

Sigh~! Monroe sighed in frustration.

"I'm such an idiot."

Maybe I'll have another chance to thank him when we get off the plane later.

She sat on the bed.

The bed was soft.

At this point, the plane started to taxi. Monroe quickly lay on the bed, gripping the edge. Not long after, the plane took off into the sky. Lying on the bed with her head on the pillow, Monroe's thoughts wandered. Did Mr. Hardy sleep in this bed before?

Now that she's lying on it, does that mean she's sharing a bed with Mr. Hardy? Discover stories at empire

Hehe.

Monroe chuckled to herself.

The plane shook a little in the sky. Monroe, who hadn't rested well in the past two days, slowly fell asleep amid the rocking.

Hardy and Andy sat in the front, discussing which members to bring on this European investment trip. Honestly, Hardy didn't have many products that could be sold to Europe.

Europe currently lacked food, building materials, cement, fertilizers, pesticides, and daily necessities.

What are Hardy's industries?

Hardy's primary industry is media, but most European countries have not yet opened private television services.

The Global Times had already established branches in various major European cities.

Should they bring a bunch of Playboy magazines for them? Then there's the gambling industry, security industry, film company, Barbie dolls, and Estée Lauder. Honestly, these are not suitable for Europe at this moment.

Perhaps the only thing they could bring over would be televisions, but sales over there couldn't possibly compare to those in the United States. Right now, 'N.Y.T' televisions are in short supply and not hard to sell. Moreover, in Europe, people are only concerned with filling their stomachs.

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