This is not surprising.

The whole world knows that although the young Carl inherited all the property of his parents-to be honest, this has been criticized by many journalists for a long time. The world knows that the Ayre family treated their adopted son harshly, or Alexander publicly stated that what he owned was the investments made by the Ayre couple rather than the company, and similar topics disappeared in the future-but the Ayre Group is now fully taken over by Alexander, and Carl is no longer the president. title, but do nothing.

Of course, Karl didn't care about this, and happily walked around the crowd with a cup in his hand, smiling at everyone who looked at him, and within a few minutes he established the image of a "protected innocent" young master.

Special note, because he is young, not yet of legal drinking age, and his glass is filled with soda.

At this time, the young playboy, Tony Stark, who was just now but far more famous than Carl, who often appeared in newspapers with crazy parties and various patents, finally embraced his beautiful female companion Shanshan late.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, he walked carelessly in the direction of Carl, with a trance-like expression and sloppy footsteps, which was completely the image of an over-excited person.

All the people who met Tony on the road, whether male or female, would immediately avoid him in the direction he was heading. This kind of effect like Moses dividing the sea made it even more obvious that Tony was the protagonist of this banquet.

Carl turned his back to Tony, turned belatedly when Tony was almost behind him, and said, "Hello, Mr. Stark..."

"Whoa, what are you wearing? A bow tie? Oh my god, are you living in the last century? My grandpa doesn't wear bow ties anymore! I've never met my grandpa but I'm sure he doesn't wear bow ties." Tony interrupted Carl, "Whatever, no matter what, my old man forced me to come to this banquet, so I had no choice but to come."

"...Thank you, Mr. Stark?" Carl expressed his surprise and bewilderment with a slight rising tone, "Your appearance is really impressive."

"You're welcome, Carl, your name is Carl, right?" Tony continued without waiting for Carl's answer, "To be honest, I don't understand why the dead old man wants me to attend this kind of memorial banquet. Come on, people who are here Who cares about the Ayres? Even though they are billionaires and world-renowned philanthropists, it's all over after death. Everyone just comes to see who is about to inherit the Ayre Group, which is you. .”

"Uh..." Carl was stuck, not knowing what to say, there was no such thing in his script.

"Anyway, I'm sorry what happened to your family." Tony was still babbling, and he went back to the original point.

"Although I think the death of your parents is very suspicious. A car accident happened when you mentioned a car accident. The place where the car accident happened happened to be unmonitored, and there was no traffic passing by for several hours before and after the car accident. God, so many coincidences put together, I have reason to think that they were murdered - or there is some quality problem with the vehicles produced by your company, so that these two poor people died in the car. Aren't you always promoting the smart safety of the vehicles? ? This is the high security you advertised?"

Karl, who knew Tony was mean, but didn't expect Tony to be so mean, his expression was blank.

It's half fake, half genuinely stunning.

After all, hearing Tony slapping someone and being slapped by Tony are two different feelings.

Tony, who had been talking endlessly for a long time, finally uttered the last sentence: "...Let's put it this way, I have every reason to believe that the death of your parents is entirely due to their short-sightedness and incompetence."

The huge hall was quiet enough to stage any horror movie.

The huge crystal chandelier above the head casts light spots, and the performers on one side of the hall are still playing moving music, and the melodious sound surrounds everyone. The whole hall is centered on Carl and Tony, and everyone else has no body or sight. Exceptionally leaning forward in the direction where the two of them existed, everyone froze in place, with frozen expressions on their faces.

Horror, astonishment, and being caught off guard are the unified emotional colors.

Like a huge banquet-themed wax museum, the scene is full of chilling vividness.

And this scene was also photographed and became the headline picture used by media all over the world. The scene in the photo presents a sense of humor that can only be found in absurd dramas. The beautiful lighting and the appearance of the two protagonists, especially It's their expressions and attires that make this scene extra... how to describe it?

"Wonderful tension." Louise commented afterward, examining the photo she made with critical eyes, and finally had to admit, "Everything is a coincidence, my position, their conversation , the atmosphere in the hall, lighting, music, and even the dark night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, all coincidences have created this exquisite photo. This photo is not my credit. The next one is."

Another photo was also taken by Louise who was at the scene.

In the photo, a young Carl stares blankly at an equally young Tony. He tightens his lips, suppressing his anger, while his hand is raised high, and the drink in his cup is poured over Tony's head and face.

The water flow in mid-air presents an astonishingly graceful arc and luster, while Tony's expression is both complacent and bewildered, and it can be seen that his emotions are transitioning from the former to the latter.

This photo is still, but full of a sense of flow. A small moment fully interprets all the conflicts, and it also highlights the photographer's exquisite capture of details.

But comparing these two photos, any discerning person will admit that the last photo is the truly exquisite one.

As Louise said, the last picture is too coincidental, the confrontation of the two protagonists, the huge audience, their colorful emotions, even the lighting, even the costumes, even the remaining smile on Carl’s face and Tony’s greeting Big sparkling eyes, everything was just the right time and condition, and then this image was born, like a god's hand moving everything.

"It was not a pleasant first meeting, but for some reason I had a hunch that these two young men would become very good friends," Louise wrote in her report. sex, friends who are always fighting."

And what did Carl think after Tony uttered wild words?

Mainly thinking about how he should deal with such unreasonable words.

Karl had expected that Tony would not have any good reactions after he came. After all, Tony had been in conflict with his father for a long time. A father who was obsessed with his career and ignored his family. Son, ignore the principles and formulas in their conversations, these two quarrels are not much better than kindergarten children's quarrels.

Carl was tired of hearing it anyway.

However, he has always maintained his attention to these people.

What is he going to do now?Fight with Tony?It's not necessary, and Tony is the type you talk to him to get better, and arguing with him will only lead to him being dragged into a kindergarten-level quarrel, and then humiliated in public.

But it won't work if you don't fight back.

Karl-El's character is a young master who is spoiled and somewhat ignorant of the world. Although he has a good temper, but not long after his parents passed away, if he doesn't fight back after hearing Tony's statement of "they died because they were stupid" , it is not ignorant of the world, it is cowardly, and it has no affection for parents.

Alexander was already approaching, and there were whispers behind him, most of them were shocked by Tony's cheap mouth, and a few were gloating and watching a good show.

Carl thought about how he would react if the dead were his real parents. He frowned, slightly tightened his lips, then raised his hand and poured all the soda in the glass into Tony's face.

"I think you need to wake up, Mr. Stark."

He said, then put the empty glass on the tray of a poor waiter beside him, and left without mercy before Alexander arrived on the scene.

"Hey, you actually drank lemon-flavored soda at the banquet!" Tony stood there dripping wet, smiled dryly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out this sentence, "Being splashed with soda by a man, God, what a shame!" Fantastic experience."

It seems that this banquet will not be as perfect as Alexander planned, Carl thought, but inviting Tony must be prepared for him to screw everything up.

He was just a little regretful that he couldn't speak to Lex at this banquet.

It was rare for Lex, who usually dressed casually, to put on a full suit.

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