More than a week later, because the three girls from "The Bombshells" (The Plastics) didn't inform their company in advance about accompanying Mike on his "disappearance," the manager of Miracle Company came to the door and took them back.
On the same day, Chris brought Jesse and Carly to Mike's private villa.
"They both wanted to see you~" Chris explained the purpose of his visit.
Having shared hardships together, the relationship between Chris, Jesse, and Carly was very good.
Moreover, Chris could see that both girls were interested in Mike, so he was willing to do this favor.
"By the way, Jesse is now a department manager at the investment company. As for Carly, she wants to be your personal assistant." After introducing the girls' work arrangements, Chris wisely chose to leave.
Not seen for nearly a year, the two girls in the prime of their youth were even more charming. And it was obvious that they had dressed up specially to meet Mike today.
"No need to be nervous, want something to drink?" After bringing the girls into the living room, Mike asked.
Knowing about Mike's financial situation, the two girls were somewhat reserved due to the difference in class.
"Anything is fine~" both girls responded.
"Then red wine, it helps to relax." Mike went to the liquor cabinet, took a bottle of red wine, and poured a glass for each girl.
As the liquid swirled, the girls' moods relaxed moderately.
Mike chatted appropriately with the girls about daily life and recent events, then suddenly asked: "By the way, where do you live now?"
"Jesse and I still live at home, but considering the convenience of work in the future, we are planning to rent an apartment together," Carly answered.
"Is that so?" Mike thought for a moment and invited: "How about you move in with me? I have plenty of rooms here anyway."
Mike's standalone villa had three floors, and each floor was divided into many rooms.
"Is that okay? Would it be inconvenient?" Carly spoke straightforwardly, but her face showed joy.
Jesse's situation was similar.
Although both girls grew up in the Big Apple and their family incomes were decent, wanting to buy a house in the commercial district where land was worth gold was still a stretch.
Let alone a luxury villa like Mike's.
"What, you don't want to stay with me?" A meaningful smile appeared on Mike's face.
The two girls, who had long known Mike's flirtatious nature, still couldn't resist his smile.
[Holiness Attribute +1]... [Holiness Attribute +1]... [Flexibility Attribute +1]... [Flexibility Attribute +1]... [Eloquence Attribute +1]...
After closing the curtains, the battle began immediately.
The strangeness between the three disappeared one by one in the movement.
"Again!!!"
In her room, Paige, who was reading to kill time, looked down at her toes with a distressed expression.
Then, she put on a large pair of headphones.
Out of sight, out of mind~
In the evening, after intense exercise, a thoroughly satisfied Carly, to prove her ability as a personal assistant, forcibly took on the task of cooking dinner.
But without professional training, the dinner she made could only be described as edible.
Of course, Mike wasn't picky here; culinary skills could be learned slowly later as long as there was intent.
Two more days passed, and Lena, who had applied to the affiliated business school of Columbia University, also arrived in the Big Apple.
Mike similarly picked her up to live in the villa.
At this point, Mike was living a carefree life where clothes were handed to him, food was served to him, and someone warmed his bed.
Just like that, time flew to early September, the start of the semester at Columbia University.
Before the dressing mirror, Carly, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, was adjusting Mike's collar.
Looking at her infatuated expression, she seemed to have completely immersed herself in the role.
And Mike's blue and white casual outfit today was designed and rushed out by Carly.
This outfit mimicked the suit style but had special treatments at the collar and cuffs.
The casual yet formal attire added a charming noble air to the already handsome Mike.
Just like at the Genovia ball that time.
It must be said that Carly's professional knowledge was very strong; simple designs were full of spirituality in her hands. With her level, if she weren't a "maid," she could probably make money opening her own brand store.
"You look very handsome today~" Looking at her masterpiece, Carly couldn't help leaving a lipstick mark on Mike's face.
If possible, she didn't want Mike to go out. Who knew how many girls his flirtatious nature would charm again.
"Tsk~"
While Carly was being clingy, Paige, waiting at the door, made a sound of dissatisfaction.
Although the little girl was very confident that she would be the one staying by Mike's side in the end, seeing Mike's intimate actions with other girls still made her very unhappy.
...
Later, a red Ferrari drove through the bustling streets towards Columbia University.
Although Columbia University and its affiliated business school belonged to two campuses, the distance between them wasn't far.
"Lena, I'll pick you up after registration is over." Mike first dropped Lena off at the business school.
Bidding farewell to the girl, the red Ferrari turned a corner and drove into the main campus of Columbia University.
Many students studying here were wealthy; although Mike's sports car was flashy in color, it didn't attract much attention on campus.
However, when Mike and Paige walked out of the parking lot, they immediately attracted numerous gazes.
Most of them were girls, drawn by Mike's looks.
Perhaps it wasn't obvious to acquaintances, but Mike's looks were simply a dimensionality reduction strike when facing strangers.
Moreover, college students are at the age where hormones are most vigorous.
"Bro, learn about Sigma Chi. We need talents like you..." At the entrance of the teaching building, a muscular upperclassman quickly greeted him.
Today, the day of welcoming new students, was also the day various university fraternities selected members.
"Johnny, save it. What's good about joining your brute club..."
Before the person arrived, the voice came first.
Then, an upperclassman wearing an expensive suit and gold-rimmed glasses pushed Johnny aside and smiled at Mike: "Let me introduce myself first, I am senior Robert Musk, also the president of the Victory Fraternity. Welcome to join the Victory Fraternity."
Because of the rise of Skull and Bones and the Illuminati, various fraternities and sororities were very popular in American universities.
And because bullying incidents often came out of such spontaneous organizations, their reputation wasn't very good.
Of course, joining a suitable club could develop connections while also exercising organizational skills, leadership skills, and cultivating personal special abilities.
"Thanks for your invitation, I need to consider it." Mike didn't directly reject Robert's kindness, intending to develop connections.
"This is our flyer; if you make up your mind, come find me anytime." Robert, behaving decently, didn't pester too much.
Between university fraternities and members, it's a relationship of mutual selection.
Generally, good clubs don't lack new members. On the contrary, newcomers wanting to join such clubs often need to pass various tests.
The reason Robert spotted Mike at a glance and didn't hesitate to snatch him from Johnny was probably because he found Mike pleasing to the eye.
But that was all.
"Bro, not to be talkative, but the Victory Fraternity is full of parasites, not suitable for you at all." Although Johnny was big and tall, he was obviously not a fool.
Taking advantage of Robert's departure, he also stuffed a flyer into Mike's hand and said: "Sigma Chi is the club men should join."
"Okay, I'll consider it." Mike smiled and took the flyer.
After that, some other fraternities hearing the news also extended olive branches to Mike one after another.
The most outrageous thing was that even a few sororities tried to invite Mike.
By the time registration ended and he returned to the parking lot, Mike had more than a dozen fraternity flyers in his hand.
This number almost covered all the fraternities at Columbia University.