Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 41 The Big Man (for further reading)

eight pm.

People in Manhattan discovered that there were particularly many police cars heading to Fifth Avenue tonight, with an average of one per minute, far exceeding the five-minute standard.

Someone followed along curiously, and after walking a certain distance, they found that the police cars were circling around a hotel, not letting anyone who appeared suspicious be spared.

The 20-storey hotel is brightly lit, and people coming and going shuttle between the windows.

There are flower baskets on the left and right of the main entrance, and a red carpet in the middle leads directly to the hall along the steps.

Four sunny and handsome doormen in suits and ties are responsible for helping guests park their cars.

"squeak!"

The red Porsche parked at the door. The blond man with a slightly childish face helped his female companion out of the car. After checking the invitation, he entered the hall along the red carpet.

The clean white walls with light-colored patterns, well-trimmed green plants in the corners, and warm lighting make people feel very comfortable.

Change the previous chilling and silent style.

At this moment, there are already many guests in the hall, all of them are well-dressed, with their female companions, communicating in small groups in small voices.

Words cannot be separated from business and money.

The blond man loosened his tie, obviously not used to the occasion.

The female companion also noticed his strangeness. She looked at the hall and found an empty sofa near the corner. She took his hand, leaned over and whispered:

"Harry, the auction doesn't start until nine o'clock, why don't we find a place to sit for a while."

"Listen to you, Mary."

Harry happily agreed and took his girlfriend to the corner to sit down. He leaned on the sofa and couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if there was a scourge there.

Noticing his girlfriend's suspicious gaze, he took a sip of water and explained: "My school in London is a boarding school, and I rarely have the opportunity to go home, let alone attend this kind of banquet. If it wasn't for my father's compulsory request, I would won't come."

"Oh, that's how it is." The female companion nodded in agreement, but did not answer the conversation. This kind of topic involves the internal relationship of other people's families, and she is not qualified to comment in her current capacity.

She held the juice in her hands and took a sip, looking at the guests walking back and forth in the hall.

After a quick glance just now, she realized that everyone present looked very familiar. Of course, it wasn't like she had met them several times on the street and thought they looked familiar.

She has a good memory, and she quickly remembered that these people are regulars who often appear in major newspapers, and they are either rich or expensive.

No one is worth less than a small goal.

And to make these people willingly wait in the hall, the identity of the host of this banquet is definitely not easy.

After much hesitation, curiosity finally prevailed. She put down the juice and moved her butt to the side: "Harry, who hosted this banquet. I don't think the identities of the people present are simple."

Harry was also kicked out temporarily by his father. He still doesn't know who hosted the banquet, but he remembers that there seems to be a name on the invitation.

He took out an invitation card with a black gold slip bottom and a golden hot edge from his arms. On the cover was written——

Wonder Auction.

At the end is the owner's name - Rack Stark.

"Wow, it turns out it's an auction held by the Stark family. I'm so lucky today." The female companion exclaimed, excitedly taking out Stark's mobile phone from her small bag and taking a photo.

I can't extricate myself from being addicted to it.

Harry: Hey, look at me, your boyfriend is still here.

Forget it, Mr. Lark, who proposed the concept of "smart machines", is indeed a genius, and I can't compare to him.

While drinking soda water, there was a sudden sound of beating at the door of the hotel.

"Come, come, everyone has a share, one for each person, hahahaha."

I saw a middle-aged man with a slicked back hair, directing the security guard behind him to stuff tips into the doorman's hands, with a proud look on his face.

In his arms was a woman dressed in colorful clothes.

At the same time, he was afraid that others would not know that he was coming, so he deliberately pulled his throat and shouted into the hotel:

"Recently, the company has made million points, and I, Justin Hammer, are not short of this money."

It's almost written on my face that I'm an upstart.

The expressions of everyone in the hall were wonderful, and I thought to myself, how can there be such a strange thing among us, who does not have the temperament of a billionaire at all.

The more conflicted the heart is, the more honest the body will be.

When Han Mo entered the hall, everyone gathered around him, asking for help and flattering him.

Billionaires are also divided into ranks and ranks.

After Stark Industries announced the closure of its weapons manufacturing department, Hanmo occupied most of the vacated market and made a lot of money.

The company's stock price rose continuously and soon exceeded the 20 billion mark.

Among the group of people who were present and arrived first, except for Harry's Osborne Group, the others were only a fraction of Hammer's.

Don't worry about whether the business is right or not, just lick it until it feels comfortable first, maybe you'll need it one day.

"It turns out that Mr. Han Mo has arrived. It's been a long time. It's a great honor to meet you today."

"Congratulations to Chairman Hanmo. The stock has soared. It makes me envious. Congratulations."

"Hahahaha, everyone is too polite, it's just so-so, just so-so."

The arrival of Han Mo seemed to press the accelerator switch. There were many sports cars at the door and all kinds of heavyweights arrived one after another.

Member of Parliament, Mayor, XX famous entrepreneur, Chairman of XX newspaper.

At this point, tonight’s main guests have almost all arrived.

Lark walked down the spiral staircase, followed by Tony and others.

"Papa, good evening everyone, I kept you waiting for a long time."

"It is a great honor for all of you to come to my auction today."

Honor: How many times did I play today!

The group of people in front of him will be his main suppliers of mysterious items in the future, so there is no problem in being polite.

Everyone was prepared to be ridiculed. After all, everyone in the Stark family was a jerk, but they didn't expect that Lark was so "humble".

Everyone carried the bridal sedan chair, everyone was an old fox, and hurriedly exchanged a wave of business.

"It's our honor."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Stark is too polite."

Lark warmly shook hands with them one by one, as if they were friends he hadn't seen for many years.

Tony rolled his eyes as he watched. The happier you are laughing now, the more distressed you will be when the auction is over.

His eyes especially swept over a few Mediterranean old men with potbellies... and the alluring female companions beside them.

Considering that today is his brother's home game, Tony rarely put on a bad face, brought Pepper, and chatted with a few people who looked pleasing to the eye.

Among them was Harry.

Among the crowd, a coquettish woman whispered in Mediterranean's ear.

Visible to the naked eye, Mediterranean's face instantly turned red. His eyes swept over a certain detail, he swallowed hard, and couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Stark, I don't know when the auction will start. I think everyone has arrived."

Everyone was also very curious. The most powerful and wealthy bigwigs had arrived. It stands to reason that the auction should start.

Could it be that there are more powerful characters not yet here?

Lark smiled mysteriously and said, "Wait a little longer."

Not long after, a black SUV parked at the door.

A smirk flashed in Lak's eyes, and he pushed everyone away to greet him.

Actively bent down to open the car door, and put his hands on the roof of the car very intimately.

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