Time will always wash away the things that life brings us, either sadness, happiness, or other things.

After the heavy funeral, as time passed little by little, perhaps everyone felt that Russell had gradually escaped from the shadow of Old Bloom's death, and more invitations were sent to Bloom's old house.

This is a world of being drunk and dreaming, and it is also an extremely realistic world.

If Russell was not Bloom's heir or Russell Bloom, even if he had to work hard, he might not have been able to get one.

And now, after he inherited Bloom Technology, he could choose any invitation letters that had been handed over to his residence.

But even so, he felt a headache when he looked at the invitations because there were still a little too many, even though these invitations were left after Arthur had dealt with most of them.

Of course, if Arthur hadn't handled it, Russell would have looked at the invitation letter from one bag at a time, so that the cleaners would have thrown them all out regardless of whether they were good or bad.

Now, after Arthur's screening, the remaining invitation letters, according to Arthur's words, can be attended. Even if there is no benefit, it is at least useful.

"Young Master, it's time for you to leave." The old butler knocked on Russell's door.

"I understand." Russell responded, opened the door and appeared in front of Arthur.

Arthur looked at Russell, carefully adjusted the angle of a button on his sleeve, and spoke, "It's quite perfect."

From childhood to adulthood, Russell's clothes have no brand marks. Perhaps in the eyes of people who don't open their eyes and only recognize brands, they think that these clothes cannot be mentioned on the scene. However, when people who really look at Russell's clothes, they know how big the difference between these clothes and those mass-produced brands that are just labeled.

From the inside out, all of these clothes are specially designed for Russell based on his figure and temperament, and are made by hand. The cost is a bit luxurious and requires a certain status.

And Russell has not lacked these, and has never lacked them since childhood, so people like them have worn this kind of clothes since childhood.

"Thank you." Russell smiled and turned around and walked downstairs.

"Wait, Master!"

"What's wrong?" Russell looked at the old housekeeper who called him. After noticing the other party's eyes, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

He had probably guessed what the old butler wanted to say.

"Where is your female companion?"

It's true!

Russell twitched and said, "Arthur, in such an occasion, you don't have to bring a female companion!"

"That's right." Arthur nodded, and then said seriously: "But, young master, you are not like a young man at all, and you are not as arrogant as you should be at your age."

In Arthur's memory, Russell has been very sensible since he was a child. He knows that he should work hard for what he gets. He has never caused any trouble on his own initiative. It is so sensible that he feels distressed.

And, most importantly, Arthur had never seen Russell bringing women back overnight, and even after he became an adult, he had never seen them...

You know, when Old Bloom was at Russell's age, he changed women like changing clothes, and the young masters of other families were constantly getting women at the age of the young master!

So, the young master...

Arthur's worried gaze made the corners of Russell's mouth twitch slowly.

Haha, he is also very sorry, is he helpless?

But what can I do? After all, he still wants to complete the cultivation of his abilities brought by time traveling, so that he can add a trump card.

Although that ability is not awesome, it is also very good if you complete your cultivation.

Therefore, he tried hard to maintain the body of Yuanyang and use it to practice...

However, having said that, with his status in this world, he is still a virgin, which is indeed a bit... strange.

It’s weird, isn’t it just because of practicing... Isn’t it possible to break my body for the time being?

Russell complained in his heart, looked at the old housekeeper seriously and said, "Arthur, it's time for you to wash your brain and clear your thoughts away!"

"I just want to focus all my energy on research now."

"Is it hard for me to get women now?"

"Since it's not difficult, why don't I focus on things worth challenging?"

Arthur was stunned, looking at Russell's disdainful expression, then nodded and said, "Young Master is right."

Very good, it has already shocked the other party!

Russell whispered in his heart, then said, "Since that's the case, I'll leave."

"Happy having fun, Master!"

...

Tonight's cocktail party was a public cocktail party. In addition to some heavy business people, some scientists with various names and some research projects but cannot find investments, as well as celebrities and supermodels with extremely high exposure.

This cocktail party, held in a luxury hotel, looks very stylish.

However, after stripping off the flashy outerwear, we will find that this cocktail party is very similar to the market where aunts often buy groceries.

Scientists looking for investment, women who want to catch men, men who hunt for evening exercise, and patrol gazes when looking for collaborators, all of this is really like the look of aunts buying tomatoes and potatoes. They are picky and harsh, but vicious.

Among these cocktail parties such as communication, investment, business talks, etc., one type of people is the most popular, that is, the rich and generous rich.

These people are well-deserved protagonists of the cocktail party and are the objects that many people with ulterior motives want to curry favor with.

For example, Russell, who just got off the bus.

When Russell appeared on the scene, in addition to the expected people, even many reporters gathered around to try to find some big news from this young heir.

Just as Russell, with a faint smile, skillfully but helplessly sent the people who were walking around and planning to enter the hotel, the reporters who were still surrounded by him in the last second wandered away from him as if they had smelled a bloody piranha and rushed towards the door.

Russell stopped and his head tilted and he subconsciously looked over.

Roaring engines, harsh tire friction, and beautiful tail swings that accompany both.

When the silver sports car stopped with a strong sense of slut, a man with sunglasses and never lacks news on his body took a striking and confident step and opened the car door and walked out.

The heir to Stark Industry, Tony Stark.
Chapter completed!