Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Lark stood up and walked out the door, grabbing a bottle of wine as he passed the living room.

"Jarvis, call the prodigal Tony."

Falk and Tony...that sucks.

After one month, the hotel has almost been remodeled. The functions of the third to 10th floors of the basement remain unchanged, and they are still parking lots and accommodation areas.

The 11th to 13th floors were opened up and transformed into a large auction hall, with ordinary seats below and VIP boxes on both sides.

When Luck found Winston, he was standing on stage pretending to be an auctioneer, while hotel employees sat below pretending to be customers.

"A million first times, a million second times."

"Are there any friends with higher bids?"

"The third time in a million..."

"Bang bang, Winston, what are you doing?" Lark knocked on the door and walked into the hall, curiously asking.

"Boss, you are back." Winston smiled and put down the hammer: "Aren't we going to hold an auction? We have been doing murderous business for so many years. It is rare to return to a serious business. I want to be a guest host. Fun."

"Of course, you have to agree."

The staff set up the tables and chairs and left.

"Yeah, sure." Lark sat down, put the wine on the table, and said, "When the people who come to the auction see that you are hosting it, their bids may be two levels higher."

This is really not nonsense. When the manager of the dignified Continental Hotel in New York goes on the stage in person, when someone with a slightly lower status than him bids, don't you have to weigh it carefully.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to sleep well.

Winston sat down next to him, and handed over his mobile phone, on which was a recipe: "What does the boss eat, the hotel has recently recruited a new batch of chefs."

"Whatever, just make a little more. Tony and the others are coming over later. By the way, you can also call Hailsham and formally introduce you to each other."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

Before everyone arrived, Lark poured a glass of wine and put the keel in to soak for a while.

It should be fine to drink, right?Lak felt a little thumping in his heart, and after thinking about it, he took a sip and drank it down.

After drinking the red wine, my body felt warm, and my energy recovered a lot, without feeling any discomfort.

Lac brand human body poison detector, perfect.

The hotel was not far from the manor, and Tony arrived just after the dishes were put on the table, followed by Pepper and Happy.

Tony was wearing a wine-red shirt, and his eye sockets were slightly dark; Pepper was a bit haggard in the company during this time, and rarely put on light makeup; Happy...with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Tony opened his arms and was about to habitually taunt his brother when Happy grabbed Lark's hand and began to cry:

"Boss, please help me quickly. That guy with Hawkeye is so mean. Look at what has become of my handsome face, my nose, and my mouth."

As he spoke, he lifted up some of his clothes, and cried, "The most pitiful thing is the abdominal muscles. I have practiced to the highest level of ninety-nine and one, but he... he beat me back."

The emotions are full and the expressions are in place. It is really "the one who hears it is sad, and the one who sees it weeps."

Lark's eyes twitched and he said seriously: "Happy."

"Ok!"

"You're crushing my foot."

"Ah, oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Happy was busy for a while, making other people laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Laughing, Ah Bao held his head high, entered the arena with his harem domineering, his beard flicked, and his haughty eyes looked at everyone with disdain.

However, he soon understood what "revenge of this world" meant.

"Abao!! Come and let me hug you." Pepper screamed and trotted over to hug him.

"Ow!"

Abao's ears pricked up, his big eyes blinked, and he started running in the hall: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Pepper hadn't seen it for a long time, so naturally he refused to let it go and chased after it.

After the fight, everyone sat down, exchanged a few words and started eating.

At the wine table, Tony was uncharacteristically, eating meat and drinking heavily, actively telling various jokes to make everyone happy.

Others just thought he was drinking too much and didn't take it to heart.

Taking another sip of wine, Tony rested his head on his right hand, staring affectionately at Pepper who was teasing Ah Bao.

Stars twinkled in his eyes.

The fiery gaze attracted someone's attention. Pepper turned her head. Her face was flushed because she had drunk a lot of wine. She blinked, touched her chin and asked, "Are there any flowers on my face?" "

Tony blurted out: "Yes, you have flowers on your face."

Perhaps hearing what he meant, Pepper gave him a gouging look.

Suddenly, her gaze froze: "Tony, your neck..."

"boom!"

"Tony, what's the matter with you, you forgot your brother when you have a woman, and you don't even clink glasses with me when you drink." Lak put his arms around Tony, pressed his collar, pretending to be unhappy and said:

"No, only one of us can walk out of this hall standing today."

As he spoke, he placed a bottle of red wine in front of Winston and said, "Here, fill up the wine for us, and give everyone a drink by the way."

Winston swallowed, he took a sip of this wine just now, did it work... Just look at his flushed face.

Winston took the wine glass, and only dared to pour a shallow layer of each, but Lak pressed it with his big hand and filled it up directly.

"Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

After the meal, a group of "ragged" women walked into the hotel.

Lak put on the earphones and spent the night in the cabin wronged.

The sea is all water; boating is all about waves!

……

Along the Hudson River all the way up, 60 kilometers away from New York, there is a Bear Mountain State Park.

The mountains are undulating, the forests are dense, and there are small mirror-like lakes and winding streams between the mountains. The peaks are towering in spring and summer, and the sea of ​​clouds is long in autumn and winter.

The water flow burst, and a majestic figure walked out of the river.

The soles of the feet are wide, the thighs are thick, the chest muscles are high and raised, and the unicorn arms are stronger than the big trees in the forest.

The rain fell, and the already wet hair stuck directly to the body.

Hulk stepped on his feet and looked up to the sky and roared:

"Roar!!!"

"Crack!"

"Crash!"

The rain is getting heavier.

Hulk got even more annoyed.

He stepped forward and vented his anger in the forest. The trees fell down, the soil flew up, and countless birds were frightened.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The rain continued to fall.

After venting, Hulk drooped his shoulders and walked in the rain.

"Hulk... hates... the rain."

Walking across the lake, crossing the cols, and walking to dawn, he failed to find a place to shelter from the rain in the huge park.

Hulk sat down against a big tree, his eyes wandering.

Xu Shi felt bored, so he broke a big tree casually, stretched out his hand, and the branch broke off, and he got a wooden stick.

Hulk slapped left and right, waved it at will, and muttered:

"Hulk... hates... the rain."

"Hulk... hates... the rain."

"Hulk... hates... the rain."

Hulk stopped moving and suddenly looked up.

There is only the sound of pattering rain in my ears.

Hulk: "Hulk... hates... the rain."

A clear, smart and sweet voice came from the forest: "Hulk... hates... the rain."

Hulk stood up: "Hulk, I hate rain."

Lin Zhong: "Hulk, I hate rain."

Hulk threw away the stick and walked towards the forest: "Hulk, I hate rain."

"Hulk, I hate rain."

Away from the woods, a very beautiful glazed macaw squatted on a branch, the bright yellow feathers on its abdomen were particularly eye-catching in the jungle.

At this time, it also discovered the big guy Hulk, but it didn't seem to be afraid at all. There was light in its smart eyes, and it raised its head slightly:

"Hulk, I hate rain."

The heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the warm sun shone on it, like an elf.

Hulk's eyes gradually widened, his eyebrows raised, and he raised his arms:

"Hulk hates rain."

"Hulk hates rain."