Lydia gritted her teeth. The other party was ignoring her presence in front of her.

"You're still as sexy... and charming as usual." It sounded like a compliment to her, but it was coupled with Big Ivan's expression of contempt and sarcasm.

That look almost says "a bitch, still so coquettish."

Delia was about to break her back teeth; she had never been a match for Big Ivan in an argument.

Li Zhenyu watched with great interest the fight between the pretty girls, all of whom were top white, rich and beautiful girls from America.

It's really exciting~ Just now, Big Ivan called her Lydia Hearst, which was clearly pointing out her identity to Li Zhenyu.

The Hearst family is the most influential media tycoon in America.

Li Zhenyu also thought of the socialite who had starred in "Gossip Girl". She looked younger and more beautiful than when she was filming.

"Really?" Delia smiled awkwardly and pointed the finger at Li Zhenyu: "Asian rapper... When did your taste become so unique?"

Uh~ Li Zhenyu, who was happily eating melons, suffered an unexpected disaster.

rapper?

I looked down at my chest and saw that the necklace was still in my shirt and hadn't fallen out.

The first button of the shirt is also buttoned, so the tattoo should not be visible...

Is it the gold watch on his wrist and the ring on his finger that reveals his 'real' identity? Anyone wearing a gold watch and a ring is a rapper, believe it or not, I will sue you for occupational discrimination.

Li Zhenyu couldn't complain. He just wanted to watch the show quietly. Why was it so difficult? "By the way, why didn't I see Ethan, your artist boyfriend... Is he still painting portraits in New York's Central Park? I envy him for being able to choose his own life and be a dreamer without worries."

“……”Crunch, crunch.

Seeing that Delia's cheeks were about to be deformed by anger, Li Zhenyu smiled and said, "Ivan, time is almost too late. It's not good to keep Buffett waiting."

The corners of Big Ivan's mouth rose again: "You are right, we shouldn't let Warren wait too long, Lydia, let's talk next time."

"Are you talking about... Warren Buffett?" Lydia was surprised.

Are they bluffing or are they really going to meet each other?

Warren Buffett, this name means a lot in high society, how could an Asian know him?

Or, he has gained the recognition of Ivan's family, Buffett wants to meet with the loudspeaker, and Ivan takes the opportunity to take her boyfriend to broaden his horizons and gild himself?

"Li is a shareholder of Buffett's company. He happened to be invited to attend the shareholder meeting held in the Upper East Side this time when he came to New York."

Big Ivan looked at him with admiration, his smile growing brighter: "Each invited guest can bring a female companion, so..."

Under Lydia's surprised, puzzled, unwilling and resentful gaze, Li Zhenyu and Big Ivan disappeared in the elevator.

The two of them were going back to their room to change their clothes before attending the Berkshire Upper East Side shareholder meeting.

At this time, Lydia was filled with reluctance. She took out her cell phone and dialed a number: "Hello, help me find out where Buffett is?"

"Don't ask. I want to know if he's on the Upper East Side and if he's going to hold a Berkshire shareholder meeting tonight."

Ten minutes later, Lydia received an accurate reply, 'He is in the Upper East Side, the cocktail party is real, and the time is set at 6:45 in the evening.'

After hanging up the phone without saying a word, Lydia suddenly lost the desire to go out shopping.

At this moment, there was only one thought in my mind.

How to snatch him away from Big Ivan.

Everyone has a problem: they don't want what they own, but they rush to get what others have.

Ivan's man was young, handsome, and accomplished. The more Lydia thought about it, the more she wanted to take him away.

Such a good man is too cheap for Big Ivan.

"Li, don't let her seduce you. Anyone can seduce you, but not her."

Seeing the 'heartbeat value' soaring to the peak in the elevator, Big Ivan's warning was like a bucket of cold water poured over my head.

"Between you two?" They both looked like they lived here, so they shouldn't be good friends.

Even if they are not good friends, they should at least be plastic sisters.

How come they act like enemies? Just now he was still thinking if there would be a chance for everyone to do it in the future.

After all, this kind of thing is not a big deal in America, and with his ability, he can definitely sleep with them.

Now, the little wish seems to turn into a butterfly, flapping its wings and flying farther and farther.

"She's just a little bitch who follows others around and picks up old clothes."

Before he could finish his words, Big Ivan, who had pushed open the door, suddenly turned around and pushed him into the room.

His back hit the wall suddenly, and before Li Zhenyu could say anything, his belt fell off naturally.

Wearing a sexy V-neck little black dress and putting on exquisite makeup, Big Ivan turned around in front of the mirror and asked for his opinion with his eyes.

"very beautiful."

"Hmm~" She put her fingers against her throat and cleared it gently: "But I'm worried that I'll wear the same clothes as someone else."

The little black dress is a timeless classic.

Whether in the past, present, or the next twenty years, it will still be one of the indispensable themes at banquets.

"In that case, the other party would be embarrassed and ashamed."

It’s not a big deal to wear the same clothes, but it’s embarrassing to be the one who embarrasses himself.

Especially her proud pair of big headlights, anyone who sees them would feel inferior to the point of going crazy.

"How sweet!" said Big Ivan happily.

The brief speech was not intended to remain cool, but to allow the voice to recover as quickly as possible with the nourishment of time.

As his woman, this would make her lose the opportunity to accompany Li Zhenyu to the cocktail party and meet with many bigwigs headed by Buffett.

How could Big Ivan be willing?

So, after a heated exchange of words, Big Ivan managed to get through it.

The price to pay is that the throat is seriously damaged and it takes time to recover and avoid hoarseness.

She didn't want to lose this opportunity, and she didn't want to be Li Zhenyu's "silent" pendant at the party.

Buffett and Berkshire's shareholders are all elite leaders in their respective fields. Who would be willing to be a 'mute' on such an important occasion?! '

After an hour and a half, Big Ivan finally decided on the clothes and accessories for the cocktail party tonight.

A slim-fitting, high-end blazer with a cream-white U-neck base shirt underneath and a set of 7-point casual suit pants.

Big Ivan has his own unique aesthetic experience in this kind of clothing combination that combines fashion and business.

But it must be admitted that she does have a good eye.

This dress looks very nice on her, trimming her large figure and making it look slightly more delicate.

It makes her look less aggressive and more gentle and approachable.

The same color stiletto bare-back high heels on her feet made her slender feet look even sexier.

Ivan, who is still working as a model, naturally will not slack off in managing his body.

At this moment, although she was wearing a large size, she was not bloated at all.

Plump ~ the most perfect state of a woman.

The elevator door opened, and Big Ivan sensibly let go of the hand that was around his arm.

The two walked out of the apartment like good friends and got into the Maybach that they had booked in advance.

Lower Madison 57th Street, Manhattan.

A row of three-story independent villas are located on the east side of the street. Among them, the red brick house with the American flag hanging in front of the door is where the cocktail party is held.

The villa is a property of Berkshire Hathaway and is exclusively used by the company's shareholders and senior members in New York.

Under Buffett's leadership, it is normal for Berkshire Hathaway not to hold a board meeting for several years.

Mr. Ba's prudent investment style, professional achievements and ethics acquired over half a lifetime are the best guarantee for shareholders.

Therefore, it is rare to see a situation in Berkshire Hathaway where all shareholders are forced to vote on an issue.

Most of the time, Mr. Ba or his partner sends an email.

Make a few more phone calls, and then invest according to the results discussed with your partner...

However, shareholders must always have a platform for communication.

Especially in the modern society where informatization is accelerating, information represents success and money.

Initially, one or several shareholders from various locations jointly/take turns providing the venue.

For local shareholders to meet, exchange ideas and strengthen connections.

Later, when Mr. Ba found out, he purchased high-quality properties in various places with a wave of his hands. This way he could hold them for a long time and wait for the price to rise, and also meet the needs of shareholders.

Zizi, Zizi~ The ancient electric bell rang, and the door opened.

The neatly dressed waiter bowed and said, "Dear Mr. Li, welcome to the castle. I hope you can gain something here."

The waiter took the coats taken off by the two people and hung them in the wardrobe behind him.

Li Zhenyu and Big Ivan smiled at each other, then walked towards the screen in front of them, arm in arm.

Walking around the screen, the three-story central hall is revealed before your eyes.

A spiral staircase clings to the wall and leads to the upper floor. The decorations around it are full of traces of time, and each one is a priceless treasure.

Continue forward, and at the end of a passage more than three meters long, the view suddenly opens up.

The rectangular banquet hall leads to the top floor. Above it are three huge crystal chandeliers. At the right end is a five-piece band performing.

The melodious tunes made the guests slow down and easily blend into the cocktail party environment.

The four cold tables are arranged symmetrically, and the most common thing on them is golden French champagne.

In the upper class societies of Europe and America, only wine produced in the Champagne region of France can be called "champagne," and the rest are all treated as "sparkling drinks."

"Oh, look who is this? We have a beautiful lady and a handsome gentleman...Mr. Li, welcome to the castle."

Buffett, who happened to be in New York on business, served as the promoter of the gathering.

At this time, he was holding a bottle of Coca-Cola and walking towards the two of them with a kind face.

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PS: Thank you to book friend 7568 for the 5000 coins reward. Thank you, boss, for being generous! (End of this chapter)