This is a country that is impetuous and drunk and dreams.

Young people can make a fuss.

They have endless parties, endless wine, and pranks that are not over.

Adults are also keen on this.

Among these types of cocktail parties, such as communication, investment, and business talks, there is one type of people who are the most popular. That is the rich and generous rich man. These people are well-deserved protagonists of the cocktail party and are the objects that many people want to flatter.

These "generous" people never need to try their best to win invitations from a top cocktail party like ordinary people, because they can choose at will such cocktail party invitations.

Meng Ao inherited Storm's company and officially took the front desk for a few days. There were various cocktail invitations, and every day, they needed to cleaners to carry out a few bags with sacks. Among these invitations, according to Al's advice, some of them could be attended. This helped Meng Ao to consolidate his position and weaken the power of those on Wall Street in Storm's company.

There will be a cocktail party that Meng Ao decided to attend to tonight.

According to Al, attending such a cocktail party may not be rewarding, but it is not harmful to Meng Ao now.

"It's time for you to leave, Young Master Meng'ao." Butler Al knocked on Meng'ao's door gently.

"I'm ready at any time." Meng Aola opened the door, pulled the collar with both hands. While stepping out, he closed the door with his backhand.

"Where is Ada?" Meng Ao asked.

"She is waiting for you downstairs," Al said.

"How about the clothes?" Meng Ao opened his hands, gestured to Al, and asked for his opinion.

Most children who grew up in a family will not be mass-produced famous brands, but will be designed for him separately based on his figure and temperament, and are handmade from the inside to the outside. Luxury expenses require a certain status. Fortunately, Meng Ao is not short of these.

"Very perfect," Al said.

"It's a must. If it's too ugly to wear, those designers will probably have to get out of here." Meng Ao was rude.

"Swear words!" Al reminded.

"Okay, it's all the same thing to change the loss of work." Meng Ao changed his words.

"I finally look a little young, and you should be more arrogant at your age." After Al said before, he immediately reiterated the old tune: "But you have to master the right measure, you now represent the Storm family." But Al's thoughtful and simple tastes are not in-depth.

"The old underground laboratory needs to add some things," Meng Ao said.

"I'm already helping you with it. Soon, young master, you will be able to use that laboratory." Al followed Meng Ao step down the stairs step by step, ensuring that.

"Look, she is so beautiful!" Meng Ao glanced at the corner of his eyes at the Ada King who was waiting for him in the hall, and was amazed by her red cheongsam.

"Happy having fun." Al gently pushed Meng Ao from behind.

...

The cocktail party is an open cocktail party. In addition to a large number of business people with portions, some scientists with various titles and various research projects, as well as celebrities and supermodels with extremely high exposure. The venue for the cocktail party is a luxury hotel under the name of the host of the cocktail party.

When Meng Ao appeared at the scene, there were even a large number of reporters outside.

Meng Ao took Aida-Wang into the process.

The result of being low-key from beginning to end was that few people recognized his face. Even if someone glanced over him, they were all attracted by the charming, high-slit, big red cheongsam beside him.

Just as Meng Ao brought Aida-Wang to the hotel, the reporters outside the venue became lively and busy as if they received some signal. Meng Ao stood there, looking at a place like the reporters outside the venue.

Roaring engine, harsh noise, beautiful tail swing.

A silver unlisted concept sports car, like condensed white light, pierced the night and floated abruptly. The car door opened and a man with sunglasses stepped out.

"Tony Stark, the heir of Stark's industry. You and him should have some topics to talk about." Ada King carefully introduced the visitor to Meng Ao next to him.

"I finally saw the real person." Looking at Stark who was surrounded by many reporters who rushed forward, Meng Ao had to use his palm to block the spotlight that was snow-white in an instant, and shook his head and turned around to start again.

Meng Ao did not mean to deal with Stark today.

In other words, it means not having the intention of dealing with Stark now.

Maybe many people will like the Iron Man Stark, but they will definitely not like the stubborn and arrogant Stark before. Of course, Stark looks quite handsome, attractive and full of aura. But if you are friends, there are probably not many Stark who can tolerate that arrogant personality.

Meng Ao does not deny Tony Stark's talent, and will not make any bad judgments on his current personality.

Genius is always a bit different from ordinary people and unbearable. Meng Ao has no objection to this, but he doesn't want to endure Stark's bad character.

But many things are not something that won’t happen if you don’t want to. Meng Ao didn’t go to find Tony Stark, but Stark took the initiative to find them.

"Good girl."

After the greetings, Stark's first words made Meng Ao feel helpless.

"Thank you." Ada Wang chuckled and accepted Stark's praise with a bit of joking.

"I'm talking about the facts. You may not believe me in other places, but I must believe it when looking at women." Tony Stark patted Meng'ao's shoulder and was very serious.

"I don't doubt this." Meng Ao nodded.

"I've seen a biological paper you published a year ago or two years ago, and my insights are very insightful. Although what I'm best at is making various arms weapons and typing lines of code." After Stark made a pistol gesture, he hung his hands on his air, making the keyboard typing.

"I'm very happy," Meng Ao said.

"Don't be so unhappy! Attending such a cocktail party, you can not chat with those annoying people, and play with some so-called scientists looking for investment. I never thought they could figure out anything that surprised me." Stark stepped forward and hugged Meng's shoulder: "But you can't be unhappy."

"Although you have a very good female companion by your side, the forest on the field cannot be spared. These women in the fame and fortune are always someone who likes them, whether famous ladies or supermodels? Don't be shy, I'll help you pull the line." Stark was a little pimpeded for Meng's on the spot.

"No, no, no, I don't like this." Meng Ao waved his hand.

"Don't be shy, a young man who has just grown up! I think it's necessary for me to teach you something that can be used in such occasions." Stark was still enthusiastic: "First, women and timely fun!"

Tony Stark pointed at the circle with his fingers domineeringly and said to Meng Ao: "I'm optimistic, take money in one hand and name in the other. All the women here will bow to you. Even if you are happy, you can enjoy some of them happily without giving anything."

"As for me, some people are eager to have some scandals and hype with me. Don't worry about any trouble, nor do you need to understand this circle. Just understand what the people in this circle are pursuing. Give them what they want and then take away what you need from them. This is a clean deal."

"Take these celebrity supermodels on the field as an heir to billions of properties, the newly released rich man, you are a fat young man in their eyes. You may be far more attractive to them tonight than me, although I don't want to admit this."

"The entertainment industry, entertainment circle, entertainment public, and domestic entertainment power. They are the least troublesome and enjoy the most. In the final analysis, there are too many deeds in this circle that become famous overnight and then make money. The prosperity and interests here are enough to blind the eyes of most people and make them safely."

"Action, brother. Don't just watch." Stark patted Meng'ao's shoulder and encouraged her.
Chapter completed!