I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World (Web Novel)-Chapter 1600: Robert's Lucky Day

"My dream is to count cash while lying a pile of cash."

Robert laid on a beach chair at a white sand beach that was as white as ivory on the coast of Los Santos. After he put down the glass of champagne in his hand, he said leisurely.

"Your dream before was not this... I remember it was having Scarlett in your left arm and Megan Fox in your right arm while resting your head on Marisa Miller's lap while she fed you peeled grapes." Nick, in a pair of sunglasses, gave Robert a sideways look and joked.

"That was only a goal in that phase. There will be many phased goals in one's life." Robert laughed.

"Now what?"

"It was achieved last night."

Not far away, beautiful women in bikinis played volleyball on the beach.

The sound of the rustling waves in the distance was pushed forward by the white waves.

The sea breeze wrapped in the fragrance of coconut and blew in his face, as Robert watched the turbulence on the sandy beach. He was so relaxed that his eyes drooped.

Oddly, he spoke suddenly.

"Did you know? My friend, until now, I still think that 11 tons of gold are the most successful investment in my life."

"Isn't it that ticket?" Nick asked.

"No." Robert shook his head and smiled triumphantly. "Now that I have thought about it carefully, I was almost sacked by that Mexican drug cartel, and then forced to escape from the FBA and Lockheed Martin's "salesmen", just to make some hard-earned money as an arms dealer. When did my luck change?"

"It seems from the moment you decided to get out of the business." Nick shrugged.

From that moment on, their lives were obviously a lot more colorful.

"No, no, no, man, you are wrong." Robert shook his head and laughed out, "There are too many people that retired from the business, such as the Mexican guy that got me into the business. Now, he's on the street next to the Hollywood Walk of Fame making burritos. I go visit him every Saturday, although his food is terrible..."

"So, what you want to say is."

"From my experience at the poker table. If you always lose money, then you only need to find a gambler who is lucky enough and bet with him."

"...This is a really awful advice." Nick smiled bitterly.

In State A, if you do this, you'll lose everything, including your pants.

The leisure on the beach only lasted until the evening, but the party continued from dusk to late in the night.

Robert took out a bottle of vintage red wine from his private collection in his cellar, carried two wine glasses, and went to the balcony.

He sat down across from Nick with a grin, placed the wine glasses on the table, took off the cork from the wine bottle, and poured for both of them.

"Are you not going to spend time with your new girlfriend."

"New girlfriend?" Robert smiled and shook his head. "When dealing with these people, you can't show that you are more anxious than them. Speaking of, Nick, you should also find someone. The scary thing in Hollywood is not a scandal, but people forgetting that you exist."

"I have one already."

"Really?" Robert looked at his old friend in surprise, "When... I mean, why didn't you tell me?"

"I told you several times, but every time it seems you forget."

Robert laughed awkwardly, rubbed the tip of his nose, then leaned back against the chair.

"Let me think about..."

"A Ukrainian, in my hometown."

"I remember, the last time you went back to sweep the grave... Wait, was that all a few years ago?"

"Six years ago, I plan to take her to Los Santos this year because she wants to come here for college."

Robert's jaw dropped.

He felt like there were too many things he could joke about, but he didn't know where to start.

"Forget it, everyone has a different perspective on relationships," Robert finally shook his head and ended the topic.

The two chatted about the past, and they talked about the man.

After Nick recollected what he saw at the funeral on TV yesterday, he asked after a moment of silence.

"Is he dead?"

"Do you think he is dead?" Robert asked the same question with a smile.

"I don't know... but no one should survive that kind of an explosion," Nick said.

"I think so too, but my friend, if you think about it from another angle, every time we thought this bastard was dead, he would miraculously survive." Robert poured himself another glass of red wine and said with a grin.

"But..."

"I know, it sounds ridiculous, but I still believe that he won't die so easily." Robert smiled as he leaned back on the chair with one leg on his other leg.

At this moment, the road on the north side of the balcony lit up, and the sound of a car engine from afar got closer.

Robert put his hands on the chair, stood up in a slightly dizzy state, and pointed to the stairs.

"I'll go and have a look below."

As he said this, he walked downstairs.

Because Nick was worried about Robert, he put down his glass and followed.

When he walked to the hallway, he heard high heels step on the ground, and soon there was a knock on the door.

"Let me guess who it is this time."

"No need to guess, you can't guess it, although I can probably guess who it is..."

Robert took a deep breath and practiced a surprised expression on his face just before he opened the door, and then changed his expression back soon after.

"Oh... Jennifer, why are you back?" Robert looked at the woman who stood at the door in "surprise" as if he was really surprised.

"I..." Jennifer bit her lower lip and lowered her head, her blond hair blocked her eyes that turned red, "I thought about it for a long time after I got home...I shouldn't have said those things to you."

"Well, you really shouldn't have said those things to me." Robert smiled while he leaned on the door frame with his arm.

"Then, will you forgive me?" Jennifer said nervously.

"Certainly."

The word sounded like a heavenly melody.

Jennifer raised her head suddenly and looked at Roberts in surprise. She covered her lips and nose with her hands.

"Robert...oh, sorry, I really am, I really am..."

"You're too emotional, aren't you?"

"Well... I never thought you would forgive me, I just... can you lend me your shoulder a little bit?" Jennifer said with tears of excitement in her eyes.

Although I have never loved him.

Even if I come back now, it is only for the sake of money.

But at this moment, she looked at the man who opened the door, who she had betrayed before...

For a second, her heart skipped a beat.

When Nick, who stood behind Robert, saw the expression on Jennifer's face, he let out a sigh, turned around, and walked upstairs.

He already knew what Robert would do.

To be honest, he could use the word evil on his friend's attitude towards women.

"I'm sorry I can't."

The cry stopped abruptly, and the expression on Jennifer's face froze.

"About twenty-four hours ago, I lent my shoulder to someone else...Speaking of which, you should know each other." Robert smiled and revealed his white teeth.

"This is impossible, you must be lying to me..."

Robert turned around without saying anything and yelled towards upstairs.

"Miss Hathaway, your friend is at the door."

"Who... Jennifer? Why did you come? I remember that you and Robert already..." Hathaway walked downstairs in sexy lingerie. When she saw Jennifer at the door, the expression on her face became slightly awkward.

After all, she was the one who came to see Robert.

Although it was after Jennifer broke up with him, being the girlfriend of her best friend's ex-boyfriend was not something to be proud of.

"It's okay, my baby, she and I are over. You came into my heart when I needed someone to comfort me the most." Before Jennifer could speak, Robert put his arm around Hathaway's waist. He stared into her eyes, as if no one else was around, and said affectionately.

"Robert..."

Hathaway was defeated by the sweet talk.

Jennifer, who was at the door, trembled uncontrollably as her face became completely flushed.

"You bastard!"

After a long time, she gritted her teeth and squeezed a curse from between her lips. She turned around in tears and quickly ran away in devastation.