After the interview, Wesley handed the information to Bruce Banner, then opened the space door and returned home. The two top-floor apartments of the central apartment had been vacated. Carlos had finished moving with his men, and the armory and armor had been sent to his new home, which had been completed with the help of Stark Industries.
When Wesley saw that his house was empty, he went straight to the parking lot and drove to his new home in his sports car. He felt that he should change to a sports car. This car had been driving for several years, and the underground layout of his new home was very similar to Tony Stark's basement. There were a lot of places to park, so he should consider collecting some cars. He was now a veritable billionaire.
The strange design of the new villa was very attractive. Tut's layout made the surrounding neighbors want to see it. It was afternoon when Wesley drove home. Hannah was busy in the kitchen as if she was going to cook a lot of food.
"You're back?" Carlos was helping in the kitchen and asked when he saw Wesley.
"Well, what are you doing today?" Wesley asked.
"Yes, we have to entertain the neighbors today," Carlos said. Americans are used to moving to a new place, so they need to entertain the neighbors. This is a seaside villa area, and most of the people living here are middle-class and above. Even if everyone is busy, they have to attend the new neighbors' dinner.
Wesley checked his phone. It turned out to be the weekend. He himself was confused. Weekends meant nothing to him, so there was no precise concept of time unless Apple reminded him.
"Do you need my help?" Wesley asked.
"Oh, of course. Help put the barbecue rack in the back. We have a buffet on the lawn. We need you to barbecue tonight." Carlos said with a smile.
"No problem." Wesley went to prepare happily. It was the first time he was entertaining guests with his family. Except for Mindy's last birthday, he seemed to have missed Mindy's birthday party the next year. He wondered if she was angry.
The barbecue had been sitting on the yacht. Wesley saw the yacht parked on the newly built dock by the sea. This was the advantage of the villa. The seafront part could be used to build a small dock for their own home yacht. Although their yacht was a little big, there was still enough space. After moving down the barbecue and taking the carbon, Wesley began to prepare other tools for the barbecue.
For this kind of banquet, the neighbors would come with food, and the mistress of each house would come with her best dishes, so they didn't actually need to prepare a lot of things, but there wouldn't be enough tables and chairs because no one would prepare such a table and chairs at home. They could have borrowed them from the neighbors, but Wesley found it troublesome and asked Evelyn Salter to find a high-end hotel.
The hotel's outdoor service was very good. The tables and chairs were pulled over directly. At the same time, there were some staff, chefs, and bartenders. Wesley followed some Chinese traditions and could not be shabby when entertaining guests, so he ordered many high-end dishes and made them on the spot so that Hannah would not be too busy.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, some housewives began to arrive one after another. They would all carry a plate covered with plastic wrap, which was their signature dish. A long dining table that had been set up long ago was left for them, and Hannah began to show them around the villa.
After the men finished their work for the day, they returned home to change their clothes and gathered here. They were not interested in the layout of the villa, but they liked the yacht. Carlos was responsible for entertaining them, and Mindy, who came back from school, played with a group of children.
Annabelle, on the other hand, was very relaxed. Because no one had arrived with pets, she did not need to entertain guests.
Wesley was very careful about where he roasted his meat. Mindy was very polite and brought a group of friends to support him. Wesley was very happy that someone admired his barbecue skills. At the same time, he roasted a fish for Annabelle because she had been squatting beside him for a long time.
"Hello, Mr. Wesley Gibson." An older man was standing in front of the grill. Wesley looked up and found him familiar.
"Hello, who are you?" Wesley asked.
"Hank Pym. I live nearby, too. I'm glad your father invited me to the dinner."
Apple immediately gave the information. "Dr. Hank Pym, the first generation Ant-Man, used to work for SHIELD, but he left with his technology because he disagreed with Howard Stark."
It dawned on Wesley that he and the first generation Ant-Man around him were neighbors. "Hello, Mr. Pym. Welcome. Do you need a little barbecue?"
"Of course, seeing the children eating so happily, I want some too," Hank Pym said.
Wesley found a relatively tender piece of beef and placed it on the grill. "How ripe do you need it? Do you want to add anything?"
"Use what you are good at. I have good teeth," Hank Pym said with a smile. "I heard that you designed this villa. It is very creative and very unique."
"Yes, I originally wanted to buy a villa, but my family was too picky, so I simply bought a piece of land and designed it myself. This way, it can more satisfy the needs of my family. This place is not bad, and I can use it by the sea. I can put down the yacht."
"Yes, a good yacht. Your father seems to like fishing. There are many similar enthusiasts around here. Now they have found a place to amuse themselves," Hank Pym said with a smile.
Wesley sensed that he was a lonely old man. Then he asked, "Did you come by yourself?"
Hank Pym was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Yes, I only have one daughter, but the story of her relationship with me is good."
"Oh, this is her fault. No matter what, you are her father. You can come to our house when you have time. Guests are welcome here at any time." Wesley said with a smile. He doesn't care much about Ant-Man technology. This technology is not very useful to him, especially for controlling ants. If there is any use, it is to make all the ants on the lawn of the villa leave.
"I've heard of your company. It's very creative. The technology is not advanced, but the creativity is very good."
"Yes, creativity is king. The technology of this era has advanced by leaps and bounds, and many things can be done. So if we want to be one step ahead, we need creativity. By the way, what business does Mr. Pym do?" Wesley asked. He knew that the other party was a scientist, and his technology was quite good. If he could be absorbed into the Avengers, it would be a good choice.