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It took Andre Witter a while to express his thoughtfulness and reserve, far less than Home expected.

Holm enjoyed seeing the big man deflated in front of Rhea.

Whether it's the psychic agent Matthew Malloy who is pressing on her head, or Andre Witter who doesn't look at people at all, Holm only occasionally enjoys the joy of commanding these dangerous people through the majesty of his boss.

Party plans quickly moved on.

The invitees arrived at their destination quickly and on time, and Home didn't want to worry about how they did it at this time.

As a former little man, Holm has fully realized that technology, abilities, and these things, like fame, fortune, and power, are driving people to alienate and even make them reborn.

In a sense, she, Home Duck, has already left her normal life. This is her choice, but it is also a kind of "mutation".

Home can't face all this calmly like Rhea, she prefers to use joy and carnival to dispel those panic and anxiety.

Rhea was willing to indulge this.

But when these extreme, terrifying, or powerful characters gather in one place, even in the name of a mini party, things can hardly go on as happily as Holm imagined.

This was supposed to be a team building to maintain internal relationships.

In fact it is.

If fighting openly and secretly is counted as part of maintaining interpersonal communication, the fun part of the party is still quite exciting.After all, no one really fights.

"I don't understand, things haven't gone to the point where we can cheer 'smooth', what are we celebrating?" Andre Witte will always be the guy who throws cold water.

No matter how beautiful that handsome and profound face is, it is also cold and gloomy, and does not give anyone a good look.

It's as if he wasn't the one who came here with his blond hair combed out and an expensive, well-pressed suit.But he's always been that way.

Rhea pointed it out bluntly: "Relax. This is not a party, you're the only one dressed so formally!"

Changed the home court, and the designated dress code became casual and simple.

Andrei Witte is the most garish.He frowned and looked at Rhea, those gray-blue eyes were covered with fog, unable to see through the light.

"I just don't like being messy."

This remark provoked all the people in the field wearing shirts and T-jeans, Rhea rolled his eyes at him, and got the supportive laughter from the Jewish manager.

The atmosphere perks up, and Home pours a few drinks.

Rhea handed over a cup, and Andre Witter looked at the cup as if looking at a dangerous drug in a laboratory, keeping vigilance.

Malloy took another glass from Rhea's hand, took a sip and shrugged, "Low-sugar sparkling water."

This is Rhea's favorite drink, and she doesn't drink alcohol.

However, Holm prepared drinks and suggested, "Beer, wine, vodka...who wants it?"

Only Lex Luthor, who came out of nowhere, raised his hand in cooperation.

He leaned against the table and unbuttoned two buttons, a smile appeared on his thin pale cheeks, and he looked even more nervous under the shadow of the loose half-length blond hair, no matter how he looked, he was malicious.

Holm's voice suddenly dropped.

When the invitation was sent, Holm didn't expect Lex Luthor to come, although he was indeed considered an "insider".Isn't this guy busy running a more dangerous expedition business?

"Congratulations!"

Lex Luthor gestured to Rhea with a full wine glass, "Dear lady, you are about to conquer the whole of Hollywood!"

Ms. Rhea Noren's tentacles are about to cover the core of the entertainment industry chain - even in places independent of the earth.

The young, successful and talented Harvard top student spoke in a singing tone: "Buying Hollywood and selling it to the universe, what a fantastic idea!"

His light and thin voice was winding around like a little snake, which was unbearable, but Lex Luthor had no irony in it, and sincerely praised it.

"Ha! I thought of it." Lex laughed loudly, "Don't you think the Oscars are boring, then we will present the awards on the moon in the future and put them on all planets to watch..."

He laughed so hard that it was hard to tell whether it was a joke or a serious thought.

Andre Witter glanced over, he glanced at Lex's appearance and mannerism in disgust, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Lex didn't care at all.

Andri sneered: "Then you'd better pray that aliens have 'vision' and 'hearing'."

"Okay." Malloy frowned, lowered his deep brown eyes, his handsome appearance was a little more oppressive, especially because of his tall stature, the aura he brought was even stronger.

He couldn't see anyone provoking or questioning Rhea.Even he himself has doubts about the deal.

The Jewish broker put down his glass and analyzed very realistically: "This is a risky bet, but it's a huge profit. Anyway, we don't need to pay any price.

They just want a promise to continue making money safely on Earth, and Rhea's staying in the business is the best guarantee. "

Holm added without hesitation: "I will manage this part!"

Malloy continued: "Once we do find a buyer's market, this is a huge business opportunity for monopoly!"

He calculated the actual benefits that could be obtained, but Malloy also knew that Rhea actually wanted fame more.He will make it happen for her.

He will carry out all Rhea's plans.

But among this group of people, the one who really believed Rhea's idea was Lex Luthor.He went out of his way to show his sincerity.

"Huge business opportunity? No, no, it's infinite!" Lex babbled, "Think about it, a long and secret cultural invasion.

We are opening channels, then reaching out to the market, researching audiences..."

He didn't know whether it was the madness factor in Lex's body or the inflated ambition, but he followed Rhea's proposal with infinite optimism.

"There is much to be done, my lady."

It wasn't until Lex Luthor greedily put his hands on Rhea's shoulders that the vague smell of fighting gunpowder really intensified instantly.More precisely, it was Rhea's rare lack of resistance that ignited the flames.

Andri narrowed his eyes, and his inorganic gray-blue eyes had a hostile light. "Luther, when will you stop playing mysteries like a clown?"

Malloy directly pushed Lex's arm away, but Lex didn't insist and retreated naturally.

The tall Jew warned: "Don't you have other plans? Just let us be responsible for the parts we are good at. You study your experiments, and I will promote my project... so that everything will be safe."

"Don't be so ruthless." Lex didn't look at the other two men, but smiled at Rhea: "We are a team now."

He puts emphasis on the last word.

Rhea interrupts just in time: "Yeah, but it's team party time. So, don't start a fire!"

She looked around with those strange-colored blue eyes, then took away the wine glass that Lex was not drinking, and replaced it with a glass of safe and harmless sparkling water, "Don't drink, I'm afraid of you Crazy again."

Holm poured out a few more glasses with a wink and refilled the drink.

"Gentlemen, I know you are under a lot of pressure. After all, you are not like me. You are all doing those dangerous, important and great things. But you are all coming to the party, so be happy, everyone!"

Holm actively joined in: "Come on, let's raise a glass! Don't worry about it, let's celebrate together, for Ms. Rhea's daydream!"

The smile on the corner of Rhea's mouth became more real, and she began to like the term "daydream", a "cosmic daydream".

She picked up the glass, bumped against Home's, and motioned to the others.

Lex Luthor didn't know what he was thinking, snickered triumphantly, and was the first to approach Rhea holding the cup, but was immediately intercepted by Malloy's and forced to clink his cup.

During this gap, Andre Witter lightly touched the glass in the lady's hand with a straight face. After a "Dang", he quickly took a sip of the liquid in the quilt, and then put it down.

He was expressionless, expressing impatience from his tightly closed thin lips, slightly raised chin to swallowing throat, as if drinking this drink was to endure some kind of torture.

Rhea ignored him and clinked glasses with the others one by one to complete the "cheers" in the party session.

Holm drank it in one gulp, and let out a sigh of relief: "Although the scene is different from what I imagined, I still feel pretty good." It's better than before!

"I hope we will become a harmonious and friendly team, uh..." Holm's tone was not too firm.

After all, they do look a bit like a villain organization that fears chaos, and they are still planning some big conspiracies.

"And hit it big!" Rhea continued, finishing the sentence.

Malloy followed suit.

Andre Witter had already lost his disqualification on the phone, but don't expect him to nod, just to silently acquiesce.

Although in such an extreme and offensive context of Lex Luthor's "cultural invasion", the "harmony and friendship" that Holm said sounds extremely fragile and vulnerable.

But Rhea Noren is the leader who really determines the future direction of the team, and her response to Home rather than Lex is enough to show the position.

It's the rare time Lex and Rhea resonate, but it's still not the same thing.

No matter how Lex tried to induce, it was impossible for Rhea to listen to him now.

Instead, he has unconsciously convinced Rhea's chosen path.Lex Luthor himself was vaguely aware of this.

He stopped laughing and stared at Rhea seriously for a moment, but it was only a short while before Lex laughed again, a nasty grin.

"Well, Lady Rhea, love and peace."

That's his usual stance when he's babbling.

But he didn't play Rhea perfunctorily, Lex joined it for Rhea's sake, and he will abide by the rules of obedience, for now.

He just couldn't give up on pulling this smart woman down.

After a short friendly time.

Lex found an opportunity to ask Rhea: "You have played that Kryptonian around. When will you let him open the authority?"

There was a tiny light flickering in his eyes, cold-blooded and cruel.

"The project has reached a bottleneck. I need details on the 'Kryptonian Fortress'."