[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

Bruce, who was provoked, smiled and called out the other person's name accurately: "Tony Stark, I know you."

Tony seemed to have heard a not-so-funny joke, and laughed twice without a smile: "Of course you know me."

The conversation couldn't go on in a friendly way. Although the other entrepreneurs at the banquet didn't know why these two young and promising entrepreneurs were attracted to each other, they still thoughtfully left a certain amount of space for them, and no one came to disturb them. them.

Bruce still had a smile on his face, and the words he said gradually took on the smell of gunpowder: "I think the owner of Stark Industries should be more mature."

Lydia squeezed Bruce's forearm gently with her hand in the crook of his arm.

Bruce didn't turn his head to look at her, but put his other hand on Lydia's hand, looked at Tony and said gently: "I've always heard that you are a respected genius like your father, but saying The person who said that obviously doesn't know you."

"Ha." Tony stared at him, let out a meaningless tone, and said in a bad tone, "I also thought that the heir of the Wayne Group would be more polite."

Bruce gave him a smirk.

Tony glanced at him, and continued: "However, considering that there is still a shady guardian in Gotham City, I feel that your impoliteness is justifiable, after all, it is the custom of this city— —what's it called? Batman? Or Batboy?"

As he spoke, he showed a very innocent look in his eyes, which made people feel that he didn't mean it at all.

Lydia couldn't bear the childishness of these two people. She withdrew her hand from Bruce's arm, bit the soft flesh inside her lips lightly, then quickly let go, and interrupted the two people's incongruity. Such a friendly dialogue: "Mr. Stark—"

She looked at Bruce, then at Tony, and walked lightly in Tony's direction, her ankle-length skirt fluctuating with her steps.

She walked to Tony's side, raised her head slightly to look at him, her exquisite makeup made her look more beautiful than usual.

"Mr. Stark." Lydia called again softly, her red lips curled into a smile, then she stretched out her hand towards him, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, "I can borrow your Girlfriend?"

Tony, who was about to say something, suddenly choked. He watched Lydia grab the wrist of his female companion, and then pulled her to his side.

Lydia looked at the two billionaires with the corners of her lips curled up, and waved her hand at them: "Some conversations sound childish to us, you go ahead and ignore us, gentlemen."

After she finished speaking, she really left the two people with the tall girl.

Tony and Bruce glanced at each other, the smell of gunpowder was much lighter than before, the smile on Bruce's face couldn't be maintained, and he asked coldly, "Mr. Stark knows my female companion?"

He emphasized the pronunciation of "My Girlfriend", and Tony pretended not to catch it, and smiled half-heartedly: "Very--you and Liddy know each other well?"

"Of course." Bruce smirked.

The two men stared at each other for a while, then quickly turned and walked in opposite directions.

Lydia didn't want to care about these two naive men, she took the tall girl to the center of the hall, where there were a lot of food, the party was at eight o'clock, and she only showed up after four o'clock in the afternoon At that time, I ate some snacks to pad my stomach, and I didn't eat anything after that.

She picked up a small cake and put it in her mouth, squinting her eyes happily, and the girl she pulled took two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray, and handed one to Lydia.

Lydia took the wine glass with a smile, and looked up at the girl. This girl was taller than Tony. She was wearing high heels at the moment, measuring 1.8 meters by visual inspection. Lydia looked a little weak in front of her.

However, Lydia's aura will not be lowered because of this. She tilted her glass, made a gesture of clinking glasses, and smiled at her sideways: "Lydia, now I am a freelancer."

"Michelle, model." She clinked glasses with Lydia, and they took a sip of wine at the same time. She put down the glass and looked at Lydia curiously, "You look familiar to Mr. Stark."

"Maybe." Lydia ate another piece of cake and shrugged slightly. Michelle said enviously, "You and Mr. Wayne also look familiar."

"Honey." Lydia looked at the other person's pretty face, brushed her long hair, and said gently, "Sometimes this is not something to envy."

For example, being called away halfway through sex.

The young Michelle obviously didn't understand Lydia's troubles, she still had an envious expression on her face, Lydia patted her arm lightly, without further explanation, she picked up a piece of cake and put it on the On the plate, hand it to the other party: "Do you want a piece?"

"This is too sinful, I will run another hour tomorrow." Michelle muttered, but took the plate without hesitation and ate.

The Stark Group and the Wayne Group were already behemoths of the American Empire in the hands of their fathers, and in the generation of Tony and Bruce, they have carried forward their family businesses even more.

Their assets can be ranked among the top five in the United States, and the people present are all rich people, but they are also one of the best among these people, not to mention their age and appearance.

Therefore, Lydia and Michelle, who appeared as their female companions, also attracted much attention.

Even knowing that these two people are playboys and may not be of great value, those entrepreneurs still let their female partners approach them.

Michelle obviously wasn't used to such a situation. She barely managed to deal with a beautiful girl, and before another girl approached, she couldn't help but leaned into Lydia's ear and complained: "It's so boring."

She sent away a girl with a flushed face, still with a polite smile on her face, looked at Michelle and said, "Your makeup is a bit messy, why don't you go to the dressing room once."

Michelle blinked, just using this excuse to take a breather.

Lydia looked at the banquet hall, the entrepreneurs stood together in twos and threes, most of their female companions were in other circles, and did not disturb the men.

Lydia also felt a little boring. She likes to flirt, but it doesn't mean she likes to spin around among a group of women. It's better to let her exercise her muscles.

She lifted her feet and left the spot, and when she passed by the waiter carrying the tray, she put the empty glass in her hand on it, took another glass of champagne, pushed open the transparent glass door, and walked to the rooftop.

Night Breeze was actually a bit cold, but Lydia thought it was just right. She stood by the railing of the roof, squinting at the lights in the distance.

She drank two sips of champagne and heard footsteps behind her. She turned her head slightly to look back, and then showed a relaxed smile: "Mr. Stark, good evening."

Lydia's green eyes were bent, because of drinking, her eyes looked very moist, her cheeks were a little red, her long brown hair was partly rolled up and partly scattered behind her back, and the hem of her long skirt was gently blown by the night wind It looks very moving.

Tony walked up to her with a wine glass, put one hand lightly on the railing, looked at the night view of Gotham City, and then pretended to glance at Lydia casually, looking down at the wine glass in his hand: "The dress is not bad. "

"Thank you for the compliment." Lydia blinked and turned to face him, with a smile on her lips, "This was chosen by Bruce, and I will convey your compliment to him."

Tony choked, and looked at Lydia with wide eyes. After a while, he scratched his forehead, raised his eyebrows and called her name: "Lydia."

Seeing that he was subdued, Lydia couldn't continue teasing anymore. She tapped her high heels on the ground, took a sip of wine, and tilted her head to look at Tony: "Mr. Stark, I really didn't expect There were times when you were so childish."

Tony knew exactly how to deal with Lydia at this time, he looked at Lydia with caramel-colored eyes, and didn't say a word.

Lydia laughed, leaned over and kissed him, then gently wiped off the lipstick on his lips with the thumb of her left hand, and said softly with a smile: "If you don't mind, I'll find you later? "

Tony's expression at the moment is very serious, and he even seemed to think about it for a few seconds before answering: "Okay."

He seemed to have something to say, so Lydia waited for him to continue. Tony paused and said, "Do you prefer helicopters or armor?"

Lydia was amused by him, folded her hand on his hand leaning on the railing, raised her head slightly to look into his eyes, and said slowly, "I prefer to use my own way."

The banquet ended not too late. After all, many people here can no longer be called young, and everyone has passed the stage where they need to drink and socialize non-stop. Just an exchange of feelings.

Of course there are people who put their arms around their female companions and go to the next orgy, but Bruce doesn't intend to do so.

Lydia told him bluntly that she was going back to New York directly, and Bruce, who had seen her abilities before, didn't stop her, but just asked casually before she left: "With Stark?"

Lydia had no intention of hiding anything, she smiled at him, and nodded slightly.

Seeing that Bruce didn't speak any more, Lydia said goodbye to him very readily: "I will miss you, Bruce."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the rooftop. Tony said that he would wait for her there.

The first thing she decides to do when she gets back to New York is for Tony to turn off all communications.