[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

How could the hero be an angel 33

——>> "Just like five months ago, a person died miserably on a street corner alone for no reason."

Rebecca recounted the details of her acquaintance with Lawrence to Karl, and the capitalist's dislike of 'hate' instantly rose to a higher level.

It's not that this dog Becca can't recognize Hamilton!The goddamn dog also pissed in his high-end custom shoes!It's a good thing he found out before he put on his shoes, otherwise he would have thrown the lame dog into the Atlantic Ocean to feed the sharks!

"I'll pay him the money for the gloves." Carl tucked the corner of his lips with a napkin, and called Alice to come in to clean up the dinner plate: "Becca, don't see Hamilton again, I won't allow it."

Becca, who used the glove as an excuse to get close to him, is really smart enough, and he will throw the money in that Hamilton's face later, and let him go wherever he goes!Don't touch his woman!

"I see..." Rebecca nodded weakly.

Carl raised his hand and touched Rebecca's head, turning the page.When he spoke again, his tone softened a lot, with a smile on his face: "Alice told me you went to the library yesterday, what books did you read?"

The time spent yesterday afternoon was much more pleasant than the dinner and after the dinner. Rebecca thought of Mr. Jack Dawson who was full of positive energy, and the originally low decibel also increased a lot: "I met a man in the library Sir, he draws wonderfully! A wandering painter!"

Hearing the four words of wandering painter, Karl felt that the whole person was not good.

The library is only for first-class guests, but how could a wandering painter on the street afford a first-class Titanic ticket?Most of the people living in the second class cabin are ordinary people. Although they are not as prestigious as capitalists like them, they still have some small money in the society. As for the third class cabin... they are just dirty, lowly and humble migrant workers.

The man's occupation sounded best suited to a third-class passenger.No stable income, no fixed residence, scurrying around like sewer rats.

How did Becca know the inferior people in the third class?Why was Becca hooked up by a strange man besides Hamilton? !

Carl guided Rebecca patiently, "Oh? A wandering painter?"

After getting on the Titanic, flies kept flying around Becca. He was really worried if he didn't lock her up, so he had to call Lai Fujie to watch her.

"Yeah!" I was a little excited when I mentioned Jack Rebecca: "Jack has been to many places! Paris, Belgium, Provence, Rome, Venice, etc., he travels around the world with a portfolio on his back, and his life experience is rich. Isn't it great?"

Rebecca is very yearning and yearning for Jack's life. She also wants to rely on her hands and feet to go wherever she goes, to see the scenery of the world, and to appreciate the customs of the world. But she is different from Jack, she I don't have the courage to travel north and south, and I don't have the confidence that I can live as freely and confidently as him.

There are many things that men can do that women can't do, many men's jobs that women can't do, and she can't do anything and can't survive.

she will die.

Just like five months ago, a person was lonely for no reason, and died miserably on the corner of the street.

If you hadn't met Carl.

Carl's focus on Rebecca's introduction to Jack is: "Is he a third-class passenger?"

"Yes!" Rebecca asked the capitalist's question without thinking. She recalled the scenes yesterday afternoon and restored them before her eyes: "The third-class cabin is so lively! There are women wrestling with their arms! Everyone is singing, dancing and drinking in broad daylight. Someone else is gambling! Jack took me to the gambling table! I won a lot! I didn’t bring any money, Jack lent it to me, so all the winning money belongs to him..."

Carl has plenty of money, he doesn't care whether he wins or loses money, and his purpose of going to the gambling table is not to win money, he just wants to enjoy the process of achieving victory and the thrill after winning.

Arm wrestling?Or is it a woman wrestling an arm?Carl twitched the corner of his mouth, the inferior people in the third class cabin were indeed vulgar and barbaric.He had forgotten the kick he had kicked Lawrence after dinner last night.

Wait, Becca went to third class?

Carl thought of the black handprints on her skirt and the smell of inferior cigarettes on her body when she passed by Rebecca on the deck yesterday.

"Third-class cabins are places for low-class people. The environment there is dirty, messy and poor. You are not allowed to go there in the future," he tried not to sound like an order: "There are rats, lice, and a lot of people. , the air is also turbid, those inferior people do not know how many bugs and bacteria are on their bodies, if they touch them, they will get sick..."

"But they all underwent health checks before boarding the ship..."

First-class passengers have a dedicated channel for first-class cabins, as do second- and third-class cabins. Before boarding, those third-class cabin guests must go through strict inspections by the crew to ensure that they have no infectious diseases or carry unknown viruses before they can board the ship, Rebecca I remember very clearly that at that time, she was still feeling that if the former self was lucky enough to be on the Titanic, she would also be inspected.

Carl's eyes were not right, and Rebecca immediately gave in and succumbed to the capitalist's coercion: "I won't go to the third class again..."

... If she can't go to the third class, she will have less chance to see Jack... But it doesn't matter, with Jack's talent, Rebecca believes that he will be famous in New York, even if no one in New York appreciates him, he will definitely be in other places The place shines.Gold like Jack will shine even if it is buried in a dung pile, and she will meet him after Jack's art exhibition.At that time, the portraits painted by Jack Dawson, who has become a great painter, will be worth a lot!

"Very good," Carl said appreciatively, "The way those low-class people gamble is just a child's play, like children playing house wine. Becca, if you like it, I will take you to the Monte Carlo Casino in Monaco in the future. That’s where the real money is gambled.”

The upper classes have the upper class entertainments, and the lower classes get their hands dirty with their games.If Becca likes to gamble, he can take her to casinos all over the world to play wildly for a few days and nights.

I also want to know how ridiculous the gambling methods of those inferior people are. They are just fooling around, and they don't have many coins in their hands. They regard children's games as games?

"Can you?" Rebecca looked at Carl expectantly. The feeling of winning money is very good, and she has already begun to miss it.

"Stop asking such stupid questions, Becca," a soft smile appeared in his brown eyes, "I will take you wherever you want to go."

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Carl seems to be very busy today, and Lai Forge sent a telegram and another telegram. Rebecca felt that if every capitalist was like this, the telegraph staff in the telegraph room would probably be exhausted.

Rebecca never asked about Carl's work, and she didn't understand even if she asked. Women are inherently insensitive in terms of finance, so she just sat quietly on the bed and watched the busy Carl in a daze.

After dealing with Jones' urgent telegram, Carl felt that he should talk to Bruce Ismay and tell Captain Smith to slow down so that the Hockley family could buy tens of thousands more shares of White Star.

As soon as Titanic entered Hong Kong, the stock of White Star Company would only rise but not fall. This was a business that only made a profit but not a loss. Jones said that he bought too little, and he could not refute it, although he felt that he had bought enough.

"inued"