บท 97: Chapter 97: What Bad Things Did You Do In There?
"What are you laughing at?"
In the moving car, Ms. Theron held the steering wheel and glanced at him.
"I think I was tricked by a girl."
Richard recounted his encounter with Jessica Alba. "She must have recognized me earlier. Seeing that I was handsome and wanted to get to know me, she deliberately knocked my phone to the ground."
"Was that girl pretty?"
"Not as pretty as you, but still a beauty."
"That's still very beautiful. Do you want to go on a date with her? While Bundchen is away, you can have a fling. Don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret for you."
Ms. Theron said with a smirk.
"No need. After meeting you, my aesthetic standards have improved significantly. Unless it's a beauty on par with you, I'm too lazy to bother with other beauties."
"Then you have no chance. There are too few, too few, too few girls in the world as beautiful as me. I really feel sorry for you."
Ms. Theron chuckled.
Richard twitched the corner of his mouth and stared at her. "Sally, I finally know why we became friends."
"Why?"
"Because we have equally thick skin, are equally narcissistic, and are equally shameless."
"Fuck, you're the shameless one!"
Ms. Theron gave him a punch, annoyed.
Richard tugged at the corner of his mouth. Leo women are too fierce, even daring to punch a boxing champion.
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After a half-hour drive, the car arrived at the West Ninth Street Scenic Apartment in the Los Angeles metropolitan area, Ms. Theron's home. Ms. Theron invited him to her home for dinner.
Ms. Theron's apartment was large and luxuriously decorated, but the living room was too messy. The floor was littered with fruit peels and scraps of paper, the sofa was scattered with snack bags, magazines, scripts, smelly socks, skirts, underwear, and so on, thrown everywhere.
Meow~ Meow~
Two fat tabby cats were also running around in the living room, knocking over many things, more like big rats.
The roses in several vases on the counter had wilted and were emitting a rotten smell.
"Uh... how about we eat out?"
Ms. Theron stood on the doormat for three seconds and then turned around to say.
Richard twitched the corner of his mouth. "It's okay, I'm not picky, anything will do."
"Alright, the house is a bit messy. Don't get the wrong idea, I'm usually quite clean. It's just that my mother went back to Europe, and I've been busy filming. You know, the movie with the gorilla, it took more than two months, and I just came back. I knew I wouldn't have brought you here."
Ms. Theron shrugged her shoulders. Seeing the magazines on the floor, she kicked them under the table with her foot, and seeing the underwear and stockings on the sofa, she quickly stuffed them into the corner of the sofa, her movements extremely skilled.
Richard covered his forehead. "Don't clean up, I don't mind."
"Okay, you sit outside for a bit, I'll go to the kitchen to cook, it'll be ready soon."
Ms. Theron waved her hand and walked into the kitchen with a shopping bag.
Richard walked to the kitchen and looked in. The kitchen was quite clean, but the sink was piled with dishes, indicating that the owner was a bit lazy.
"This... I'll wash it after we eat. Washing more at once can save water. You know, wasting water is not good."
Ms. Theron said.
Richard didn't say anything. He put on an apron, walked to the sink, and endured the discomfort brought on by his cleanliness as he started washing.
"Richard, please help wash the vegetables too."
Ms. Theron happily assigned the task.
Richard didn't object. After washing a pile of dishes, he washed the vegetables, fruits, and two fish. After preparing the ingredients, he started cleaning the kitchen.
"No need to clean here, I clean it every day, it's very clean."
Ms. Theron said.
Richard ignored her, took cleaning tools and detergent, and continued to wash and scrub, washing out a lot of dirty water.
"Richard, you said you have OCD, now I believe it."
Ms. Theron said while chopping vegetables. "The dishes and vegetables you washed are too clean, inhumanely clean. If you can't find a job, you can go wash dishes in a restaurant, there will definitely be a lot of people rushing to hire you."
Swish, swish~
Richard continued to scrub vigorously.
"By the way, since you have OCD, you must be very uncomfortable seeing my living room so messy. How about after you finish cleaning the kitchen, you help me clean the living room too?"
Ms. Theron lowered her head and smiled.
Swish, swish~
Richard regretted coming for dinner.
"Don't be like that!"
Ms. Theron kicked him. "We are friends, we should help each other, these are your words, right?"
Richard looked at her unhappily. "I'm a boxing champion, you asked me to come and clean?!"
"So what if you're a boxing champion? I'm a movie star, and I even cook myself. Did I say anything? Hurry up, don't dawdle. Before I finish cooking, you have to clean the living room and dining room."
Ms. Theron kicked him again.
Richard twitched the corner of his mouth. "You asked me to come to your house just to do housework for you?"
"Yes, who told you to have OCD? You clean once, and I don't have to do housework for a month. Calculating like this, I can invite you to my house for dinner once a month in the future. Haha, it's settled."
Ms. Theron snapped her fingers and started chopping vegetables again.
"Sally, you can't do this..."
"Can't do what?"
Ms. Theron bent down and asked with a kitchen knife.
Richard looked at the sharp meat cleaver and smiled slightly. "We are friends, we should help each other. I'll go outside and clean after I finish cleaning here."
"Great, it's so nice to have a friend like you!"
Ms. Theron smiled with the corners of her mouth raised.
Swish, swish, swish~~
Honest Richard buried his head and worked.
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More than two hours later, the kitchen, dining room, and living room were completely renewed.
The floor was as shiny as a mirror, without a single footprint. The sofa, bookshelf, counter, refrigerator were all neat and tidy. The vases were replaced with blooming tulips, and the two dirty cats were sent to the pet center for a bath...
Richard was so tired that he was sweating profusely, panting, and squatted weakly in the corner. Cleaning for two hours felt more tiring than a boxing match.
"Wow~, it's so clean."
Ms. Theron walked around on the floor with her dirty feet, not cherishing his labor at all. "I heard that people with OCD are the best at housework, it turns out to be true. Richard, well done!"
Richard glanced at her, friendship over. He didn't want to talk to her anymore. He wiped the dirty footprints with a mop and took some clothes into the bathroom.
"Richard, hurry up, the food is ready."
Ms. Theron shouted.
"Okay!"
Richard responded weakly, seeing the messy bathroom, he couldn't help but clean it up, and by the way, stuffed the lazy person's clothes into the washing machine and washed them.
More than an hour later, he came out of the bathroom listlessly.
Ms. Theron was lying on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV.
"Why did it take you so long to come out?"
Richard ignored her, took a bottle of mineral water and drank it all.
"Why are you so weak? Did you do something bad in there?"
Ms. Theron frowned and looked at him, her eyes dirty, and then quickly ran into the bathroom. She saw that the clothes had been washed and dried, and neatly placed on the cabinet, including underwear.
Ms. Theron curled her lips and came out with her arms crossed, asking, "How is it? Is my underwear pretty?"
"Next time you go to New York, you can ask Bundchen to take you to a designer lingerie store, and you'll find that your underwear is the same as what women wore twenty years ago."
"Bullshit! I've been in the fashion industry too, okay?"
Ms. Theron rolled her eyes at him and walked into the kitchen with a stern face.
"Asshole, dinner's ready!"
"Coming!"
Richard walked into the dining room and saw four small dishes on the table: snow peas and ham, cod fillet, yogurt fruit salad, a plate of roasted meat, and Ms. Theron brought out a large bowl of thick soup from the kitchen.
"Need help serving the dishes?"
"No, the dishes are ready, sit down and eat."
Ms. Theron said.
"Ready?"
Richard clenched his fists. We worked for more than three hours, and you only made four small dishes. Do you have a conscience?
"Oh, and this!"
Ms. Theron took out a bottle of red wine from the ice bucket.
"Richard, welcome to my home, and welcome to come often in the future."
She poured two glasses of red wine and said.
"Thank you!"
Richard raised his glass and clinked it with her, secretly deciding that he would never come again, whoever wants to come can come.
"Taste it, how is my cooking?"
Ms. Theron stared at him and asked.
Richard tasted a few dishes, and they all tasted okay, edible, not particularly outstanding, but for a beautiful woman, being able to cook the dishes well is already very good, can't ask for too much.
"Great, Sally, it's hard to imagine your cooking skills are so good."
Richard said with a thumbs up.
"Thank you!"
Ms. Theron smiled happily, holding her wine glass.
After dinner, Richard said goodbye and left. Although Ms. Theron said that there were extra rooms in the house and invited him to stay overnight, he still refused.
Firstly, because Ms. Theron was holding a shiny fruit knife when she invited him.
Secondly, those bedrooms hadn't been cleaned yet, and staying would definitely mean being free labor. Only a fool would stay.
In the afternoon, after five o'clock, he arrived at the Beverly Hills Hotel in West Hollywood, a luxury resort hotel with beautiful scenery. He would stay here for a while, on the one hand for movie activities, and on the other hand for training.
There was a gym in the hotel. After tidying up his room in the afternoon, he went to the gym to train, doing strength and speed training.
The gym equipment was even more complete than the training hall, with barbells, resistance machines, and sandbags, so training wouldn't be delayed.
In the next three months, he would also participate in two boxing matches, facing two strong opponents.
One was James Toney.
He was the former IBF middleweight champion, IBF super middleweight champion, and WBU light heavyweight champion. He also wanted to challenge Roy Jones Jr. and win the WBC light heavyweight gold belt.
The other opponent was Otis Grant.
A veteran light heavyweight, who failed to compete with Montell and Roy Jones Jr. for the WBC gold belt last year, turned around and won the IBO light heavyweight championship, and this year he came back again, ready to challenge Roy Jones Jr. again.
In the boxing world, titles are ranked in four levels: the lowest level is Youth Champion, then Continental Champion, International Champion, and the highest level is World Champion.
Currently in the light heavyweight field, Roy Jones Jr. is the highest level World Champion.
To challenge the World Champion, one needs to obtain the title of 'Champion Challenger', and only with this title can one qualify to fight Roy Jones Jr.
So he, James Toney, and Otis Grant needed to fight for this title.
However, after watching the videos of the two opponents' matches, he didn't have much expectation for these two matches.
Although James Toney was the king of the middleweight field and had good skills, his punching power was much weaker than his own, so there was no comparison.
And Otis Grant's level was similar to Montell's, a notch below Vasily's. For such an opponent, he didn't need to worry about anything.
Currently, he was persisting in training to prepare for defeating Roy Jones Jr. That guy's speed was not slower than his own, and he needed to work harder to defeat him in three rounds.
Huff, huff~
After a day of training, the next day Anthony and Norman, as well as Paul, also came to Los Angeles. He had to stop training and wander around with them.
Anthony, together with Norman, planned to open a BAA branch in Los Angeles, to make BAA bigger and stronger, and create brilliance together.
Richard curled his lips. Did these two guys look like people who do big things?
It would be better to have a boxing match in this spare time, or hand over the money to Ellie Adler to operate. Mainly grasping those few stocks would earn more than opening a hundred companies.
"You guys have fun, I'm going back to practice boxing."
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