The charity reception was held at Gilson Marbury's villa. The villa was located by the sea and had a good environment. Wesley drove alone to the entrance of the villa and drove straight in. He showed his invitation at the main entrance of the villa and walked in.
The villa's banquet hall was not small. If one did not like parties, one would not prepare such a large banquet hall. The cocktail party was in the form of a buffet. There were no restrictions. One could walk around and take a look, then chat with someone one knew or chat with a beautiful woman. Very few people ate all the time. Wesley was an exception.
Alone at the dining table filled with food and carrying a plate, Wesley began his battle. He tasted a little of each food and then distinguished which food was delicious and suited his taste. Wesley was now very good at talking. He did not care if the food at home was delicious, but he paid a lot of attention to the food outside. This was caused by his first meal with Maria Hill.
After a French meal, Wesley completely fell in love with good food. Everyone liked good food, but for financial reasons, different people pursued different things. Wesley now had the conditions to pursue a high-quality life, so he naturally had to pursue it. In the past, he always ate hamburgers and drank Coke. Now, it seemed that it was because of his previous life.
S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters had a special restaurant that was specially provided for engineers and scientists. They often forgot to eat as soon as they studied it, so it was open 24 hours a day and they could go to eat at any time. Moreover, food cooking was very delicious, and Wesley enjoyed it very much.
After looking for a few foods that suited his taste, Wesley began to fill his plate. A plate would definitely not satisfy him, but for the temperature of the food, he only filled one plate. Then he chose a fruit juice, sat down on the side, and began to eat.
His table manners were not good at all. He did not care what others thought of him, so he ate very quickly. The people passing by would look at him differently and then walk away in disdain, but some people would not say anything.
"Why are you eating here alone?" Wesley looked up and saw Tony Stark standing at the table, his arm still held by someone. Who else could it be but Black Widow? Unexpectedly, she ran to Tony Stark and relied on his invitation to get in.
"Of course I'm hungry. Have you eaten?" Wesley swallowed the food in his mouth and asked casually. Then he continued to stuff food into his mouth.
"I'm not hungry at first, but I'm hungry when I see you eating. Wait, I'll get the food. Natasha, do you want anything?" Tony Stark didn't forget to ask his date today. If Natasha hadn't asked him for help today, he wouldn't have been here.
"No, I'm full when I see him," Black Widow said bluntly, but she didn't leave. Instead, she sat directly across from Wesley and kept her big eyes on Wesley.
She looked up and then continued eating without a care in the world. Wesley's actions made the veins on Black Widow's forehead bulge. In the face of this beauty, you actually lowered your head and ate like crazy. Does he really think I'm not beautiful?
Black Widow, who had always been very confident in her beauty, now had some doubts. She had relied on her beauty to complete countless missions, but now she was useless in front of Wesley. Was there something wrong with his eyes?
When Tony Stark came back with the plate, he saw that Black Widow had been staring at Wesley, who was eating and drinking and observing. It was a strange picture.
"Wesley, why are you here? Didn't you not attend all kinds of cocktail parties before?" Tony Stark sat down and asked.
"I came here for a mission. I wouldn't have come here if I didn't have a mission, but I ate well. When I'm full, I'll work!" Wesley answered casually.
"Mission? You two are a mission? Then why don't you come together?"
"Hehe, have you forgotten what you said yourself?" Wesley looked at him with a smile. This guy let it slip and then sold himself. Tony Stark also remembered in an instant. He wanted to talk to Natasha about something, but he accidentally said Wesley's words, especially if the proportion of the face occupied by the nose was too large, the lethality was too great.
Tony Stark stopped talking and started to eat like crazy. Their table was very attractive and many people looked over.
"Mr. Stark, it's my honor to have you here." A fat man walked over and spoke loudly when he was a few steps away. His voice was so loud that the whole banquet hall could hear it.
Tony Stark had to put down his knife and fork and use his napkin to wipe his mouth. Then he smiled and stood up. "I'm glad I can attend the charity reception."
"Yes, I know that Mr. Stark is very passionate about charity. He just donated his art collection of many years not long ago." Gilson Marbury is a fat man. Wesley looked up and continued eating. "Oh, is this beautiful lady Mr. Stark's female companion? I really envy Mr. Stark. He is always surrounded by beautiful women."
"Oh, you can lose weight." Tony Stark's words almost made Wesley spit out, but he stopped himself.
"Forget it. Instead of losing weight for a beautiful woman, I might as well eat more." Gilson Marbury didn't care about Tony Starka's teasing at all, but directly admitted that he liked to eat.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Gilson Marbury. I heard that your real estate business is doing well." Black Widow began to use her female advantage. Wesley understood this. If a beautiful woman takes the initiative to approach you, you have to be careful.
However, Wesley then thought that he was a handsome man. Wasn't it normal for a beautiful woman to approach him? Only such a fat person should pay attention to it, right? Sigh, it's very annoying to be so handsome!
"Oh, this is Mr. Wesley Gibson, right? I really didn't expect you to be here. I'm honored!" The fat man's eyes are very small, maybe because of his fat.
Wesley wiped his mouth, then got up and shook his hand. "Yes, it's my first time attending such an event. To be honest, I'm not very comfortable with it, but the food you have here is good. It suits my taste."
"It seems that we have a common hobby. When we have time, we can exchange our insights. I have eaten a lot of delicacies from all over the world. We can exchange information with each other and make our table richer."
"If there's a chance, of course." Gilson Marbury didn't stay long. After all, he just met him. He knows how to master the conversation technique. Today, he just met him. If he shows too much enthusiasm, it will be disgusting.