“Young Master, is it really necessary for us to go to this guy’s banquet?”

Spencer said to Anson with a slightly speechless expression, and the expression was almost written on his face that this trip was not worth it.

Anson looked out the window: “How, Mr. Spencer knows something about this person?” ”

“This guy…,” Spencer paused and shook his head slightly, “It’s a big name, but many of our partners always have the same evaluation of him.” ”

Anson laughed.

“Geniuses are always arrogant, aren’t they?”

Spencer opened his mouth, but said no more.

Anson also understands that this future Iron Man is afraid that he is not only arrogant, but simply a stinky fart.

Between the lines, even in his deeds, he was promoting himself.

Understandable.

In fact, he does have such confidence, and if others have such achievements, I am afraid that they are even more arrogant than him.

Button.

“Hey… Hey… Tony,” Peppo shouted a few times, and Tony, who was walking in front, stopped and crossed his hands at his waist.

“My butler, what’s wrong this time?”

“There is a noteworthy person in the banquet invitation this time, you can’t be the same style as before.”

Tony raised an eyebrow: “Oh? Is there anyone else I can pay attention to? Let me guess, it won’t be Hammer guy, right? Or is the one from the White House coming? ”

Pepo tilted his head.

“Neither, I heard that it came from England, a family that has been passed down for a long time.”

“Interesting, how does he compare to me?”

Pebo shook his head helplessly.

He is gone, and I only hope that he can actually hear his own reminder.

That family is said to have been passed down for thousands of years, and no one knows if it will last, but it touches every aspect of the world today.

Even Stark Industries has a lot of cooperation with it.

Commonly known as Big Mac.

It’s just that people have not come to the table, and people who have not been worth a certain level will not know at all.

This time, I don’t know why, but suddenly appeared at the banquet held by Tony.

Evening.

A low-key Rolls-Royce departs from the hotel.

“It’s my first time here.”

“Young Master, in fact, there is no difference between this place and England, I still like to stay in the manor,” Spencer said with a smile.

It’s nothing more than a lot of traffic and tall buildings.

These are the last things that the world lacks.

“Spencer, I’m still a young man.”

“Yes, young master, but you have been in the manor for 11 years, God, if you can come out more outside of your normal schooling, the master should be happier.”

“He can’t be happy for me anymore, you know that.”

Spencer opened his mouth and was speechless.

The old man is dead, well, as the head of a family he died suddenly and unexpectedly, leaving a small child with such a huge asset in his hands.

Outside the hotel, the vehicle stopped.

Anson, no, the exact name should be… Anson, Lee, Pendra, in the surname should be Pendragon, said to be from King Arthur.

And the name full of oriental flavor is because his father is from the east, and his mother is the heir of Pendra.

Unfortunately, two people died in a car accident.

Very dramatic.

Outside the car window, Anson saw a young woman standing outside in a short skirt and professional clothes, and immediately smiled when he saw the car stop.

It’s her.

Pepo, Potts.

“Excuse me, is it Mr. Pendra?” Pei Po asked in a low voice, and the people invited to the banquet had basically arrived.

And most of them she knew, and only this one.

Spencer stepped forward and took Pepo’s hand: “Yes, ma’am, this is the master of Pendra.” ”

Anson stretched out his hand: “Anson, hello Miss Pepo.” ”

“It’s a pleasure that you’re here, Mr. Pendra, please.”

As for why Stark came out to greet him, Anson didn’t care, what really came out was what he should pay attention to.

Twisting his waist and leading the two to walk in front, probably because of unfamiliarity or guardedness, he didn’t say much.

This is a qualified professional manager.

More a qualified friend, at least for Stark.

Banquet.

It’s always been that way.

Extravagance has never been people’s past, in fact, using extravagance to describe Stark’s banquet is not an image, and it is more appropriate to let loose.

“Young Master, I said it would be like this, we wasted a few days of time.”

Spencer was helpless and angry.

The inheritor of the dignified Pendra is coming, and Stark, who is the master, only cares about the puff girl? Simply unreasonable.

Not at all gentlemanly elegance.

Pendra controls nearly 30% of the world’s industries, and it’s still very easy to start Stark Industries.

For example, Eagle Sauce politicians who work closely with them, such as they can support companies within Eagle Sauce that compete with Stark.

There are many ways.

“Mr. Spencer, he still needs to grow, doesn’t he, after all, not everyone has the heritage and insight of Pendra.”

“Young Master, you are as generous and broad-minded as ever.”

Anson, who was holding the drink cup, smiled.

Well, the drink cup, which contained milk, was specially brought by Mr. Spencer for Pepo.

He is not yet an adult, just 11 years old to be exact.

It wasn’t long before Pepo was seen bringing Stark to Anson from the crowd of women.

“Gee… It was the first time anyone at my party drank milk, then, Stark. ”

Reach out.

Anson shook it: “Anson.” ”

Stark raised his eyebrows: “Well, you’re from England?” Interestingly, I don’t seem to be able to find out your origin, but I can see your shadow after many industries. ”

The eyes looked at Anson, and the look seemed to say, why is it so small.

“My parents died, those are not mine, I just inherited these.”

Stark froze.

The feeling of pity for the same illness made him feel that his behavior of not coming to see Anson for half a day just now was a little unreasonable and guilty.

“You don’t really have to, I’m not here to ask you for compassion, although… Your parents also died in a car accident. ”

Stark:…….

“Thank you for the banquet, Mr. Stark.”

……

“Pepo, do you think that what the little ghost said just now has another meaning in it?” Stark frowned.

Naturally intelligent, he realized that there was something wrong with what Anson had just said.

Very problematic.

According to normal logic, he should not say this, unless he knew about the death of his parents… And accidents.

But doesn’t the report say it’s just a car accident? And the information he found himself is also a car accident.

If there is something wrong, unless the information is deliberately laid out.

Scold… Interesting.

Anson? Pendra?

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