"Hey! I can't believe you're here Justin, I thought you weren't interested in F1? You're here today, want to play a few laps with me?"
Justin Hammer was startled by the sudden voice, and even the wine glass in his hand trembled slightly.
If it wasn't for the fact that it was empty, it might have spilled out in embarrassment.
Glancing at the young man beside him, he is the second son of a financial predator on Wall Street, but usually deeply favored by his father, Hammer also talked to him many times.
With Hanmer's "experience," the two conversations are quite pleasant, and even let the young man produced a sense of meeting a confidant!
Hanmer habitually shook his wine glass, suddenly realized that it was long gone, and sighed, "Hey, hey, hey - my old friend, I'm not as comfortable as you are all day long, and it's still a lot of work to support a conglomerate."
The young man raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, and didn't point it out, as the second son of a financial predator, even in how much of a dude he was, there were still some things he could see clearly.
For example, this one in front of him, the means can be said to be very tough, modern like him, has a "big heart" of the people but very few.
But there are a large number of handle by the military pinch in the hands. He even heard that Justin Hammer is just a "puppet" who is being supported!
Casually opened another bottle of red wine in the background, poured it into the two men's wine glasses, after the passage of time, making the wine produce a flavorful smell.
Clinking with Hammer, the young man looked out of the corner of his eye in the direction of Hammer's original line of sight, just in time to see Andre delivering something to Madsan's table.
Silence, in the heart of the measuring, and Hanmer at this time in the heart of the annoyance, did not notice the young man's small action.
"Well?"
"What about?" Hammer was still wandering about, and answered with a word or two.
"Racing me after the Grand Prix, of course!"
"Oh~ my old friend, can't you see I'm annoyed right now?" Hammer frowned with some displeasure in his heart.
The young man didn't care, he also didn't know if this writing his mood on his face like Hanmer was a fake or not, after all, capitalists like this should never be trusted with every word they say.
Shaking the drink in his hand, it reflected several wonderful colors in the light.
The young man said rightfully, "It's precisely because I'm in a bad mood that I need to vent. Isn't it?"
Hammer wasn't talking, he was still thinking about all sorts of things in his head, and now that the racing cars and stuff were disturbing his thoughts from time to time, it was hard for him to avoid being a bit distracted.
And he couldn't help but say yes to the racing invitations of those around him, which Hammer had always considered a necessity for upper class people to communicate.
"Hi! ~"
A huge force came from his shoulder, immediately bringing Hammer back to his senses, turning his head to the young man for an explanation.
Placing his cup on the table, the young man put a smile on his face, a 'man knows' kind of smile.
"Let me see what has distracted my old friend."
"Is it the girl?"
Hammer was startled, and his body followed the nervous reaction with a stiffening, just in time to transmit the slight movement to the young man.
The smile on his face widened, glancing at the young girl once again, flirting, "I can't believe Justin that you like this kind of tone, no wonder when you were called to come and play in the past, you were pushed away straight away, I'm afraid that those mediocre girls can't get into your eyes~"
"No no no, I think you misunderstood sh..."
"Stop stop stop!" Before Hammer could finish his retort, he was stifled in his mouth by a "pause" gesture from the young man.
Taking a light breath, the young man snapped his fingers, "Mixed race, petite, soft, airy, lolita, ..."
As he was saying, the young man ran his hand over his stubbled chin, "It looks like it's very difficult to find a girl who matches these attributes ..... Very difficult."
Hanmer had no choice but to nod his head and agree with the young man. With this kind of initiative in other people's hands, Hanmer was really upset!
He couldn't do what Stark did.
No matter what time of the day or night, he could become the center of the circle in general.
Even if he didn't care, he could always suppress you to death without realizing it!
The smile on the young man's face suddenly became odd, and leaning his head down next to Hammer, he whispered, "Then why don't you try it now?"
"HAT?"
At Hammer's questioning outburst, the young man leaned back in the reclining chair behind him, then spread his hands, "I'm not capable of finding you such a perfect pole out of it."
Raising an eyebrow in Madsan's direction, he gestured for a moment, "The family looks nice too, and while it's possible they're underage, I don't think an old friend would care about that, would he?"
Hammer put down the glass he had been holding in his hand and half held his breath, "Sounds good."
"Doesn't it? Then what are you waiting for? I could have seen that Stark guy looking for her before!"
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if the mere mention of the Stark name would render Hammer helpless.
Once again, Hammer lifted his glass and took a sip, the flavor compressed to its fullest in a split second! Instead, it was a bit astringent.
"What you're saying is, can give me some advice?"
The young man smiled slightly, but in Hanmer's eyes, it was like a treacherous little fox, it was true that the financial predator's family were not simple characters.
Letting him interact with this kind of people, he might be sold out one day!
Leather shoes extremely rhythmic tapping on the floor, the young man did not give Hammer advice, but instead asked, "Aftermath race on the game?"
"No problem."
"Snap!"
The young man snapped his fingers and laughed, "I like your quick personality! Stark was all over her just now with no luck, it's always fine for you to go up first and familiarize yourself."
Hammer huffed out of the corner of his eye and mentally slurred, "They're friends anyways, right? Like old friends reunited?"
"Are you kidding me, that Stark guy is already old, in his forties and still not thinking about his offspring, sooner or later he will die on a woman's belly! And you look at the other party, obviously just a young girl who has not yet been in the deepest of affairs, I guess I can get involved in any offspring relationship with that Stark guy."
Hearing the young man say this, Hammer more and more feel unreliable, in the heart of the comparison, "I think it's better to forget it, wait for Stark he ..."
"She has a relationship with Embry-Riddle."
Hanmer raised his eyebrows, this matter of course he knows, otherwise would not think and the young girl to pull some relations.
The young man crossed his arms together, his eyes flashed with a brilliant light, "I recently heard from my old man that Embraer has joined forces with the military to develop the logistics side of arms. If Hanmer Industry doesn't do something, it will probably be abandoned by the military. At that time you are selling arms ... The people above ..."
Hanmer shivered violently, streams of light flashed in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.