[The Great Gatsby] Male God

Tom was just lucky to have solved Daisy, and didn't notice her mood at all.It doesn't matter if there are loopholes in the words.Anyway, the problem is gone.After a while, he thought of another exciting thing. He lowered his head and kissed Daisy on the cheek, pretending to be very emotional: "Oh, my dear, how about meeting a new friend with me this weekend?"

What new friend?

"A great duke, um... we met at the barbershop." It was in the garage, but Tom didn't want to mention it so as not to think of Myrtle, and he lied casually: "He's the Duke of Windsor, the Crown Prince of England." .Although it looks a bit exaggerated, but he is still a good person."

It's just that rich people like rich people.

Daisy only cares about whether Tom's money is coming in or going out.She gracefully reached out and touched Tom's bow tie.

"Oh, we might do business together in the future, but who knows. Let's go to a banquet on the weekend. It's said to be pretty good." Tom was a little guilty when he received the hint.

The Duke of Windsor is the guy who is obsessed with cleanliness to death, spending money like water.It looks like it's pulling everywhere.Not to mention it can confuse people.Rich people will take the initiative to stick to it when they see it.At least that's how Tom is.

Having power means being rich, and there must be many benefits to cooperating with the royal family.Although it was only the first time we met, he was already tempted.

Daisy is not interested in investing in what, how much money is the most important thing.She touched the newly acquired jewelry and said "huh" in a good mood.

"The Duke said he would send a car to pick us up at home on the weekend." Although he didn't know where he was going to attend the banquet, the vanity of being invited by the royal family was really refreshing, no matter where it went.

Daisy leaned gently in Tom's arms, but thought of Gatsby again.

On the weekend, there will be a "wonderful" encounter.

……

Gatsby is rich, only temporarily invisible.That same night he had fallen asleep with Nick in his arms.They have different expectations for the weekend.Although there are rumors outside that you can attend the banquet without an invitation card, Nick is still worried.

Well, enough for you.Gatsby kissed him comfortingly, and secretly ran back to the castle in the middle of the night.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a pleasant knock on the door.

Nick in a vest rubbed his dazed eyes and opened the door, shocked.

The black male servant flashed in front of him swiftly holding a silver tray.

The serious Herzog, wearing a black suit and white gloves, slowly took the light brown printed paper that reflected the light from the silver tray: "Hello, Mr. Calloway, please accept my master's sincerity. invitation."

There is really an invitation card?

This piece of paper is very new, with delicate fonts and a little ink smell.

Nick, who came on whatever he wanted, was a little distracted. On the invitation card: "Please come to Gatsby Castle at seven o'clock tomorrow night, and the signature is your faithful Gatsby."

It's really Gatsby, the legendary Gatsby.

Nick was dumbfounded.

Herzog said politely, "Sir, then I'm looking forward to your visit tomorrow night, and we will send a car to pick you up."

Nick blinked flattered, not knowing what to say.

He didn't remember until the servants left, and excitedly ran to the door of the bathroom with this card and told Gatsby, "Hey, I got the invitation card!"

Of course Gatsby knew, the sound of the scrubbing water muffled his answer.

Nick continued to exclaim: "Hey, I got the invitation card! You remember seven o'clock!"

He was excited until 06:30 the next night.

But Gatsby was gone.

Nick lowered his eyes in despair, clutching the invitation card, not knowing what to do.

Gatsby, who was standing behind him, leaned naughtily, approached him a little bit, and said suddenly, "My dear."

Nick turned around startled.

Wearing a pure white suit, her hair is neatly combed, as perfect and shiny as a statue.

Nick was a little dizzy.

The doting smile appeared on Gatsby's face again, and he stretched out his hand to invite: "My dear, let's go."

The big yellow car stopped at the door ahead of time, honked the horn and stopped politely.Herzog got down and stood gently by the car door.

Gatsby took Nick and walked over happily.Herzog cooperated and opened the door.Just when Gatsby got in naturally, Nick suddenly said, "Wait, it's okay if you don't have an invitation card."

"Oh!" Gatsby looked at Herzog dumbfounded.

"Of course no problem, sir. Anyone can show up at our castle and enjoy a wonderful dinner. But you are a special guest, so please follow our arrangements." Obviously the real master is right in front of him, but he can't say it.Herzog turned his face patiently, but he was about to be injured internally.

"Oh, okay then." Thinking that Gatsby might be treated differently, Nick felt a little nervous.

Herzog's driving skills are very skilled, and he just made a turn and came to the castle.

Traffic jams are always easy during this time period.

The rear is also a rhubarb car, it should be said that it is more wheat-colored, very dazzling, because it has been re-waxed.Gatsby looked in the rearview mirror, thoughtful.

—He had seen this car, not long ago.

if that day...

Gatsby quickly looked back, sat down and said to Herzog: "It seems that someone is following us. Speed ​​up and drive into the garden."

"Yes, sir." Herzog obeyed habitually, but did not pay attention to the use of honorifics.Only superiors and subordinates can have that kind of respect.Then he realized it quickly, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for scaring you. I've always been so serious, sir."

Once again, the gentleman just took a teasing tone.

Gatsby smiled vaguely.He pulled Nick beside him.

Nick, who was shocked at first, stopped thinking about it.

The car in front started to move forward, and Herzog, who was prepared, spotted a gap and slid through like a swordfish.

The angle was dangerous and tricky, and he succeeded.

Just as the car behind was about to chase, it got stuck and was forced to stop.The young man in the passenger seat of the car grabbed his gloves and patted his knee cursingly: "Damn it!"

"What's the matter, Your Excellency the Duke." Tom sitting in the back seat smiled leisurely, and hugged the beautiful Daisy beside him.

"Oh, it's just a whim, I just wanted to catch up with a country bumpkin." The Duke turned back and said bitterly: "It's lucky for him, but I will definitely catch him."

redneck?Daisy was frightened by the strange light in Windsor's eyes, and thought of Gatsby again.

Gatsby looked in the rearview mirror and smiled.