svetikya Chapter 159 Banquet
Chapter 159 Banquet
Night, White House Celebration Area, Rose Garden.
A small band played the violin in the corner, and men and women dressed up on the lawn danced to the melodious music.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman in the field are in the absolute C position, and the rest of them are circling back and forth, never daring to take a step closer.
The man was wearing a black evening dress, with broad and heavy shoulders, which gave people a sense of security, and his chest was slightly raised, showing a strong figure without losing elegance.
Not to mention the face, just look at the drooling behavior of the "gender women" around them, and they will definitely squeeze him dry whenever they have the opportunity.
Not a drop left.
On the contrary, the eyes he looked at the female companion in his arms were not so friendly.
Look at her legs, straight and slender, as white as jade; blue hair like waterfalls and small fragrant shoulders, and a little red lips in the frosty cheeks.
If I bring it up at any point, I will completely explode myself. I hate it so much!
fortunately! That girl's dancing is too bad, but I still have a chance.
Luck held Hill's waist with his left hand. The slippery feel made it difficult for him to hold it, so he could only rest it on the side of his hip and move his toes slowly along with the music.
Feeling the envious and jealous eyes around him, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, leaned forward slightly, and leaned into the ear of Bingshan beauty:
"Hill, guess if someone will follow you after the banquet."
Hill is lowering her head and focusing on her feet. She has to be careful every time she switches music to prevent her high heels from stepping on her leather shoes.
Hearing this question, she thought there were criminals present, so she looked around vigilantly and found nothing, so she asked curiously:
"Who wants to follow me? It's okay, let them come, Natasha will bring someone to pick me up outside."
"Hahahaha, it's them, not them. The dignified New York SHIELD director is being followed by a woman. It's interesting to think about it."
"Why are they following me?"
Lark lowered his head and pressed it against Hill's forehead, his hot breath blowing on his face. Hill's face suddenly turned red.
Fortunately, the light was warmer and she couldn't see it, and she was secretly glad.
"Of course I'm jealous of your beauty, and my handsome boyfriend!"
"Tch, who cares!"
Hill subconsciously spat, and immediately took a step back to move his forehead to avoid the male hormone attack.
As a result, the high-heeled shoes accidentally stepped on the bulge, and his legs softened and fell forward into Lak's arms.
"boom!"
Then she understood why Daisy's legs went weak and her face turned red when she hugged Luck.
The pectoral muscles are large and hard.
"Bichi!"
"Bitch!"
The women around them cursed secretly at the same time, gritting their teeth.
The timing of the fall was so precise that if it weren't for the small stones that were dug up on the lawn, Lack would have suspected that Hill did it on purpose.
"How's your ankle?"
"It's okay, let's go to the side!"
"it is good!"
Lack helped Hill to walk sideways, and after two steps, the high heel snapped, and Hill couldn't catch it and twisted his ankle.
Seeing this, Lak hugged his waist with one arm, performed a classic princess hug, and left the scene gracefully under the envious eyes of other male compatriots.
"Gudong!"
The fat girl looked away regretfully, and turned around to see the thin man with glowing eyes, staring into the distance and giggling.
She looked back and slapped him on the shoulder, roaring in a low voice:
"Shafford, I'm warning you, you have to treat me well after receiving so much money from our family. If you dare to have an affair outside, see how I deal with you."
The thin man habitually shrank his head and answered submissively.
The sound was very low, and everyone's attention was no longer on this, so no one noticed the movement here and continued to twist their waists.
Lak carried Hill to the edge of the venue, put her on a chair, and a couple with gray hair came over with a little dance.
The old man said: "Do you need a doctor? I can let them in."
The two of them raised their heads at the same time when they heard the voice. Hill wanted to stand up but the old man raised his hand to stop him:
"It's okay to sit still if you're hurt."
"Yes, sit still, I believe Mr. President won't mind."
Lak also held her down, turned his head and greeted the old man with a smile.
Yes, this man with gray hair and a mustache is the current president.
That is, the lucky old man who was almost overtaken by a cobra and the organizer of tonight's banquet.
The reason is that in order to avoid pronouncing the wrong name during the award ceremony, everyone should be called to recognize their faces first.
In fact, it was to win over Lark and express his gratitude for that matter.
In addition to him, there were also many people from all walks of life among the guests present. They were collectively called just to make up the numbers, not important.
Sure enough, the moustache president waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's private time now, you can just treat me as an ordinary person you meet on the street, and don't care so much."
"Mr. President is worthy of being nominated for this year's Nobel Peace Prize. I admire him."
It's ironic that the Federal President likes to mention the Nobel Peace Prize.
Rucker didn't understand, but was shocked, and silently flattered him.
The sedan chair is carried by everyone. If you show me a good face, I won't tear you down.
Isn't it just bragging, who wouldn't!
So the two guys with their own ghosts started to brag about each other's business.
Lack praised how many good things he had done for the country and how much economic growth he had done during his reign.
The latter gave a thumbs up and praised Lark's business ability, and used a product to make Stark Group the top in the world.
All kinds of ramblings made Hill roll her eyes, she hadn't heard such a collection of nonsense for a long time.
Mustache said in a roundabout way during the conversation, if you support me in the next election, I will give Stark Industries any preferential treatment after being re-elected.
Lak agreed with a subtle expression.
The two smiled like old foxes and reached out to shake hands.
At this time, a man in a black suit came over and whispered into the president's ear. The latter looked up at Luck, smiled and nodded.
Not long after, a wheelchair rolled in in a black suit, and it was Nick Fury wearing an eye patch and a black trench coat.
Reality faced him, and he finally returned to his wheelchair.
Seeing him, the three people present had different expressions. Lark looked very happy with a smile.
In fact, he was really happy. The three curved wings were gone, so of course he was happy.
Hill said nothing with a cold face.
The mustachioed President showed no expression. After all, no one would be in a good mood if he knew that there was a powerful force in the family that he didn't know about.
In particular, a large amount of funding is required every year.
Fury knew his image, so he got straight to the point and took out his tablet to explain the importance of the matter.
"Your Excellency, I have received reliable information that aliens are preparing to attack the earth."
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The president poked his ears and looked at Lark, who shrugged, and then he looked at the guests present, and finally looked at the dark night sky, sighed and advised:
"Director Nick Fury, next time you apply for funding, please use another reliable reason. I can still recognize the letters on your shoulders.
You two, send him out! "
Damn Fakere... Fury's eyes widened and he couldn't believe that these words came out of his mouth.
Anyway, look at the information in hand before you talk!
Seeing that the black suit was really going to push him out, Fury quickly explained:
"Your Excellency, I'm not joking. There are really aliens preparing to attack the earth. They also robbed Stark's energy device, which is enough for the aircraft carrier to enter and exit the Federation seven times."