"HAPPY!"
"Here we come, boss."
A handsome and handsome man with a strong build and a very honest appearance walked over.
"Prepare the car and go home."
Sitting in the back seat of a Rolls-Royce Phantom, beside me is the virtuous and slender Pepper.
Ye Qingyang took out a glass of ice-cold Coke from the refrigerator and took a sip.
"The air in this beautiful country is good and the temperature is suitable. Compared to those ungrateful places in the middle of the world, it's like heaven and earth."
"Boss, there is a cocktail party tonight, hosted by Hans, the group president of Hans Industries. Do you want to go?" Little Pepper asked, holding a transparent tablet in his hand.
"Ah, am I so busy with my business? Will I have to devote myself to intense work as soon as I come back?" Ye Qingyang's face was full of reluctance.
It is indeed decadent capitalism that always uses this kind of feasting to corrupt itself.
It’s no wonder that Tony, a shithead, has become a playboy at such a young age, a beautiful woman with beautiful cars and beautiful cars, no one can resist him.
I decided to challenge my weaknesses.
"Since it is necessary for work, then I will go there without any difficulty." Ye Qingyang said pretending to be serious.
Xiaojiao's smile faded and she gave Ye Qingyang a slap on the back of his head.
I thought that this love-minded young man would be more stable when he came back from the central region of the world, but I didn't expect that the situation is easy to change and the nature is hard to change.
The Han man is right, a dog can’t change its habit of eating shit!
After changing into a decent suit, Ye Qingyang chose a silver Audi R8 sports car and sped out of Stark Tower.
He had never seen a high-society drinking party.
Tonight, I must criticize these lavish financial bosses and save some women who have fallen into disgrace.
Whether it is physically or mentally, I must purify them!
For the Holy Light!
For justice!
I - Tony - Ye Qingyang - a big shit, decided to sacrifice myself and fight for the great cause of mankind for the rest of my life!
"Squeak—"
The tires rubbed violently against the asphalt.
"Dear Mr. Tony Shit, welcome!"
The person who came to greet him was the host of this cocktail party, Hans.
A small character who has no presence in the Marvel movies.
Of course, that's just a movie. In the real world, Hans Industries has a market value of tens of billions of dollars.
Hans Industry mainly involves thermal grease, oil products, lubricants and other fields.
In the beautiful country, it is also among the best.
"Oh, isn't this my old friend Hans? What beauty did you invite today?" Ye Qingyang shouted exaggeratedly as soon as he got out of the car.
"You must like them all." Hans gave him a look that knows all men.
"What do you like? I want to see what Shit Dako's taste is like?" Ye Qingyang remained calm and walked in with Hans arm in arm.
The venue for the reception this time was Hans's own manor, which covered an area of several hundred acres.
The spacious hall is brightly lit.
Ye Qingyang seemed to see the piano genius Lang Lang from the Han Dynasty sitting in the corner of the hall playing the piano.
This shows that the standard of this cocktail party is very high.
Rich people really know how to play, no wonder they all want to be rich.
Fortunately, I have become a rich man now, and I am a top student among the rich.
Several Victoria's Secret models in extremely cool clothes were acting as waiters and were walking among the crowd, giving Ye Qingyang a feast for his eyes.
"What, do you like it?" Hans whispered.
"I'll save a room for you later, so you can have fun!"
"Haha, old friends are really interesting!" Ye Qingyang was also the first time Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.
My eyes are dazzled.
"Mr. Shit, I heard that your company is developing a new missile recently? I wonder if you can take me to play with it. I guarantee that the price of Hans Industrial's products will be the lowest in the industry!" Hans took a glass of brandy and left. come over.
"What? What kind of missile? Why didn't I know?" Ye Qingyang was a little confused.
To be honest, in addition to knowing a few major villains and heroes in the Marvel world, Ye Qingyang also has an understanding of the general direction of the plot.
What about Stark Industries, Hans Industries, he couldn't even figure out how many blocks there were in New York.
"Hey, stop pretending. Who doesn't know that you are a famous weapons research genius in the United States of America? Obadiah, the vice president of your company, has already held a press conference." Hans looked unbelieving and cursed in his heart.
"This big piece of shit, his acting is getting better and better. It seems like we won't be able to defeat him without some blood tonight!"
Poor Hans really thought Ye Qingyang was raising the price.
And Ye Qingyang really didn't know about his group's affairs.
But hearing the name Obadiah, Ye Qingyang instantly remembered it.
This guy is such a rebel!
He is a conspirator who deliberately wants to seek power and usurp the throne! Old silver coins!
The kidnapping by an armed organization in a country in the middle of the world seems to be the fault of this old silver coin.
Okay, I still can’t remember it if you don’t tell me.
I'll go pick up this old silver coin later!
I want him not to see the four o'clock sun in New York in the morning!
"Oh, that's what you're talking about. Hey, I was so frightened by the armed group that I forgot about it. No problem, whoever is with us will follow the other. Just send the cooperation plan over tomorrow and give it to Peibo." Ye Qingyang Although he doesn't understand business, he still wants to carry forward the way of dealing with people in the Han Dynasty, talking about people and talking about ghosts.
"Good brother! That's interesting! I have two young girls from the fighting tribe here tonight who can play with you to your heart's content." Hans achieved his goal and laughed heartily.
"What kind of fighting nation? Do you mean they are particularly good at fighting in bed?" Ye Qingyang pretended to question.
"Mr. Big Shit, I noticed that you went to the middle of the world and now you can drive on any bad road." Hans was speechless.
The car drove so unexpectedly that it almost broke his old waist.
"It's getting late. I'll take the two frivolous girls you mentioned and won't disturb you tonight." Ye Qingyang drank the champagne in his hand.
Just kidding, of course your first battle with a battle girl will take place on your home court. Who knows if you have any peeping cameras here.
Maybe I will become the front page of entertainment magazines all over the world like Teacher Chen.
Or maybe you will always be at the top of the list of casinos and websites where dealers deal cards.
You must know that the system has rewarded you with superpowers three times a night. Girls from any ethnic group will tremble when they see you.
"Big shit brother, I admire you from the bottom of my heart." Hans snapped his fingers.
A bodyguard wearing a black suit walked over.
"Send those two women to Mr. Shit Dako's car."
"Yes, boss." The black bodyguard nodded and went down to make arrangements.