[Comprehensive British and American] When short rich handsome meets tall rich handsome

Usually, for Tony, there are two kinds of parties, the ones he likes and the ones he doesn't.

Normally, his favorite parties were accompanied by beautiful women and champagne, and most social interactions were like this.

But miraculously, Caripiano is clearly capable of turning a party into the kind of thing Tony hates the most.

A room full of old pedants.

To be honest, Tony loves science very much, but he doesn't love scientists, especially those who are old-fashioned and uncreative.

They were old-fashioned and couldn't keep up with Tony, a futurist. He felt it was a waste of time to talk to them a few more words.

Cary didn't know what to think. Except for some dignitaries, the others were either members of the Maria Group's research institutes, or powerful figures in various scientific circles, or various industries that had business dealings with the Stark Group. Leaders.

None of the men among them brought their female companions, and the only women who came were female scientists from various industries except journalists.

A welcome meeting was as serious as it seemed. Even the reporters who were originally dressed in revealing clothes and tried to attract Tony’s attention at the welcome meeting were infected by such an atmosphere. They interviewed cautiously, lest others think they were inappropriate. .

Tony: "..."

For a moment, he felt that he was 70 years ago, and then he felt that 70 years ago was probably not as conservative and solemn as it is now.

Maybe it's more like... a science seminar?

Yes, a science seminar.

After Cary introduced Tony's identity and the relationship between Stark and the Maria Group Company, everyone was surprised that it was a matter of course, as if it was no wonder that the Maria Group Company was so powerful. Tucker.

Then, after everyone who congratulated him finished his speech, the conversation turned to... scientific research.

Tony felt very tired, and always felt that the painting style was a bit wrong.

He couldn't help wondering, what kind of style is the Stark in this world?

"I hope the banquet will make you happy." When Tony finally hid in a place to catch his breath, Cary came over, and he said happily while holding a glass of wine.

"...The banquet is good, but it's a bit different from what I thought." Tony complained. He likes to communicate with others about science, but the premise is that the person with whom he communicates must be at the same level as him. Dr. Banner communicates, but there is absolutely no way to communicate with Captain America.

These people present, although their level is better than Captain America, but there is still a certain distance from the top level of Banner.

And... this is not the welcome party he was expecting, although he didn't particularly look forward to the welcome party in this different world.

Cary smiled: "I arranged it according to your father's habit. He has strict control over his private life, Tony, he is loyal to his partner, so I subconsciously used his way to do it. I hope you can like."

As he spoke, he raised his glass, touched Tony, and then said: "Although I always complained that he looked like an old antique, I have to say that he avoided a lot of messy troubles in this way. Well, he has the same expectations for you. I heard about your performance at the banquet in Gotham, Tony, your relationship has not yet settled, so you like that kind of life full of surprises, I can understand this, I can't control how you play at other banquets. But there is no doubt that with me, I will always arrange everything according to your father's requirements."

...was he talking about a Stark?

clean yourself?Not playboy?Drinking party without fucks?

But Tony thought about it again. After his father Howard and his mother got married, his father did reduce a lot of communication with that kind of meaning. Even if he went, he would bring his mother to attend, so as to show Sta Ke is a man of his own.

Once a Stark is settled, he can indeed be single-minded.

Tony suddenly felt a little envious.

He was, was with Pepper.

However, Tony Stark's bad personality can always ruin everything

, Pepper broke up with him, and she chose to be with Happy.

Compared with him, Happy has a better personality and a better person. To some extent, it can be said that Happy is far better than him.

They are all his best friends, and Tony deeply hopes that they can be happy, and the only way is to give them blessings.

"Actually...it's not unacceptable to me." Tony twitched his lips, "It's just...they are too loud."

"Hahahaha." Cary didn't notice the depression in his heart at this moment, and said with a smile, "Don't blame them, after all, you are a Stark, and a Stark hasn't appeared in this world for a long time So they can't help but want to communicate with you more, after all, 30 years ago, your father had already done research beyond the times."

"It seems that everyone thinks my father... is he a great man?"

Cary waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, we all know he's not. His temper...has it gotten better since then? Tony?"

The question he asked Tony couldn't answer, of course, because he didn't know his "father" in this world.

And his own father...he didn't want to think about that.

He blurred the issue and steered the conversation back to the corporate side.

This topic is also a favorite of Cary, so he was quickly diverted to talk about the company with Tony.

They talked for a full 15 minutes, and one of Cary's men came to call him away, and they stopped communicating.

Holding the wine glass, Tony walked aside in a rare silence.

He avoided the crowd, the more such an occasion reminded him of - home.

There was no one he knew, no one who belonged to his world.

In New York...his New York, even if he didn't know half of the people at a party, at least he could see Pepper and Happy as soon as he turned his head.

But there was none here, no one he was familiar with, no one - his family.

Tony felt lonely. He never felt that he didn't care about those things, such as friends, relatives, and family... But at this moment, he really felt the desire to go home.

"Am I late? Or am I in the wrong place?" He suddenly heard someone say beside him.

Turning his head, as expected, it was that familiar playboy, Bruce Wayne again.

To some extent, Wayne can be said to be the person he has contacted the most since he came to this world. No matter what purpose he came for, he broke into his life with an extremely tough attitude.

He was the only one who made him feel familiar.

Tony took a sip of his wine, and to be honest, seeing Bruce at this moment, he actually felt a sense of peace of mind.

He must have been drinking too much.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Bruce reached out to take a glass of wine from the plate of the waiter passing by and said half-jokingly: "Congratulations, Maria's boss, but I thought it would be more... lively here. To be honest , When I walked in with two beautiful models just now, I almost thought I was in a scientific seminar. My two female companions were also frightened by the atmosphere, and ran away before coming in with me gone."

"The habits of the Stark family." Tony paused, knowing that Bruce was probably joking, he smirked, "Keep yourselves clean."

He unceremoniously used Cary's reasons to attack Bruce, and secretly ridiculed him for going too far in communication, although asking him to prepare by himself would probably be the kind of hot banquet for the whole audience.

But there is no doubt that he has enough confidence to spray Bruce Wayne on such a clean and tidy welcome party.

"Well, if it were my partner, I would hope that every banquet he attended would look like this." Bruce replied without changing his expression.

Tony choked on him and glared at him.

Next, the two of them didn't speak for a while, each drinking, no, to be precise, Tony was drinking, Bruce maybe just took a sip, and he stopped.

Xu could see that Tony was not in a good mood, so he didn't stop Tony's actions.

The waiter walked back and forth between the two of them, each time Tony took a glass of wine from the plate.

He hasn't drank like that in a long time, he had a history of alcoholism for a while, but since Iron Man, he stopped.

He thinks it is because he has found a career that makes him more focused and the value of life, so he didn't waste his life on indulging himself.

Now he finds out that no, he just—just found happiness for a while.

Because he is happy, he doesn't need to use alcohol to numb himself, so that he can live like a human being.

"Stop." When he had drunk, maybe a bottle, or two, Bruce grabbed his hand as he was about to grab another glass, and said, "It's not good to drink too much."

"You don't understand me," Tony said, feeling really drunk, so there was no way he could stop himself from saying, "You don't understand me."

"Maybe I can, you can talk to me," Bruce said.

Tony shook his head: "You can't help it, you're just an ordinary playboy, how the hell do you understand me? My parents, God, Maria and Howard..."

He squatted down, leaned against the wall and muttered: "...Maria and Howard..."

"If you read the news, you should know..." Bruce took a sip of his wine, "...the murder of the Wayne couple in the alley, the whole world knows about it."

Tony looked up at him, and Bruce looked down at him, too.

Caramel-colored eyes burst into tears into Bruce's ice-blue eyes, and they both saw themselves in each other's eyes at the same time.