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Chapter 13 Reception
Time always washes away what life brings us, whether sad, happy, or something else.

After the heavy funeral, as time passed, maybe everyone felt that Russell had gradually escaped the shadow of old Bloom's death, and the number of invitations sent to Bloom's old house gradually increased.

This is a world of drunkenness and dreams, and it is also an extremely realistic world.

If Russell was not Bloom's heir, not Russell Bloom, he might not be able to get one of those invitation letters handed in to Bloom's old house, no matter how hard he tried.

And now, after he inherited the Bloom Technology Company, he could choose at will from those invitation letters that were delivered to his residence.

But even so, looking at those invitations, he felt a headache for a while, because there were still a lot, even though these invitations were left after Arthur disposed of most of them.

Of course, if Arthur hadn't dealt with it, it would be more likely that Russell looked at the pockets of invitations and let the cleaners throw them out regardless of whether they were good or bad.

Now, after Arthur's screening, the remaining invitation letters, according to Arthur's words, can be attended, even if there is no benefit, but at least it is useful.

"Master, it's time for you to leave." The old butler knocked on Russell's door.

"Understood." Russell responded, opened the door, and appeared in front of Arthur.

Arthur looked at Russell, carefully adjusted the angle of a button on the sleeve, and said, "Pretty perfect."

From childhood to adulthood, the clothes on Russell did not have any famous brand logos. Maybe in the eyes of people who don’t open their eyes and only recognize the brands, these clothes don’t think these clothes are worthy of the scene, but those who really have the scene will see Russell’s body. Only when you look at your clothes, do you know how different these clothes are from those mass-produced famous brands that are just labeled.

These clothes, from the inside to the outside, were all specially designed for Russell according to his figure and temperament, and they were all handmade. The cost was somewhat extravagant, and they also required a certain status.

And Russell didn't lack these, and he didn't lack them since he was a child. Therefore, people like them have worn this kind of clothes since they were young.

"Thank you." Russell smiled, turned and walked downstairs.

"Wait, young master!"

"What's the matter?" Russell looked at the old butler who stopped him, and after noticing the other's eyes, he raised his brow subconsciously.

He already roughly guessed what the old housekeeper wanted to say.

"Where's your girlfriend?"

Sure enough!

The corner of Russell's mouth twitched, and he said, "Arthur, you don't have to bring a female companion on such an occasion!".

"That's right." Arthur nodded, and then said seriously: "But, young master, you don't look like a young man at all, and you don't have the flamboyance you should have at your age."

In Arthur's memory, Russell was very sensible since he was a child. He knew what he should work hard for, and he never took the initiative to cause any trouble. Being sensible made people feel distressed.

And, most importantly, Arthur had never seen Russell bring a woman back for a night, not even as an adult...

You know, when old Bloom was at Russell's age, he changed women like changing clothes, and the young masters of other families, at the young master's age, also had women constantly!

So, young master, he...

Arthur's worried eyes made the corners of Russell's mouth twitch slowly.

Hehe, it's a pity for him too, very helpless, okay?

But what can be done about it?After all, he still wants to complete the cultivation of the ability brought by his time travel, so that he can add a hole card.

Although that ability is not against the sky, it is very good after the cultivation is completed.

That's why he tried his best to keep his Yuanyang body, and use it to practice...

However, having said that, with his status in this world, he is still a virgin, which is indeed a bit... weird.

It's weird, isn't it because of cultivation... that you can't get rid of your body for the time being?
Russell rarely complained in his heart, looked at the old housekeeper seriously, and said: "Arthur, you should go wash your mind and clean your mind of dirt!".

"I just want to put all my energy on research now."

"Woman, is it hard for me now?"

"Since it's not difficult, why don't I focus on things worth challenging?"

Arthur was stunned, and was stunned seeing Russell's dismissive expression, then nodded, and said, "The young master is right.".

Very good, the other party has been restrained!

Russell whispered in his heart, and then said: "In this case, I'm leaving.".

"Have fun, master!"

……

The reception tonight is an open reception. Except for some influential business people, there are some scientists with various names and some research projects in their hands but can't find investment, as well as celebrities and superstars with high exposure. Models are participating.

This reception held in a luxurious hotel seemed to be of a very high style.

However, after stripping off the flashy coat, we will find that this reception is very similar to the market where aunts often buy vegetables.

Scientists looking for investment, women who want to catch men, men who hunt for night sports, and patrolling eyes looking for collaborators, all of these are really like the eyes of aunts who buy tomatoes and potatoes, picky and demanding, But his eyes are vicious.

And in these receptions for social networking, soliciting investment, business talks, etc., one type of people is the most popular, that is, the wealthy and generous.

These people are well-deserved protagonists of the reception, and they are the targets of many people with ulterior motives.

For example, Russell who just got out of the car.

When Russell appeared on the scene, in addition to the expected people, even many reporters surrounded him, trying to find some big news from this young successor.

And just when Russell was skillfully but helplessly dismissing the people who came up with a faint smile and was about to enter the hotel, the reporters who were still around him last second seemed to smell bloody piranhas, Freed from his side, hastily rushed to the door.

With a pause in his footsteps, Russell tilted his head and looked over subconsciously.

The roaring engine, the screech of the tires, and the beautiful flick that accompanies both.

When the silver sports car stopped with a strong arrogance, a man wearing sunglasses and always full of news, opened the car door and walked out with bold and confident steps.

The heir to Stark Industries, Tony Stark.

(End of this chapter)