The generals were very happy, ready to go home to eat two more bowls of rice. There is nothing to say about disaster relief. It is a reasonable request. In order to gain reputation, the Ministry of National Defense also sent soldiers to help clean up the ruins.

That night, after learning that the scene was safe, Ouhezi also came to the scene to give a speech and received a lot of praise.

The military, government and business teamed up to rescue the disaster, and in just three days, more than half of the rubble was cleared, but reconstruction after the disaster requires a lot of wrangling work. This is Manhattan. Every inch of land is worthy of money. Whose responsibility is and who will pay for it is an astronomical figure. The legacy that Dumu left behind is not enough.

As for letting Mr. Reid pay? His mansion is gone, a pauper, several tenants of the mansion have died, and he is in a state of exhaustion.

It is better to kill him than to make him pay.

Stark jumped out at the right time. He specially held a charity dinner in New York, inviting celebrities to come to participate, with the purpose of establishing a special fund for this sudden disaster.

Daisy expressed her gratitude for her insensitivity. Even Hammer's anti-corruption campaign has been postponed. Every day, she pretends to be dead at home. There are not a few people who react to her in the same way. For a while, it seems that all the wealthy Americans are sick.

Stark also knows himself. He knows that his bad temper has offended many people. This dinner starts with acquaintances.

Classmate Daisy Johnson belongs to someone who Stark is unfamiliar with, but is actually very familiar, and knows that she is very rich.

For this reason, Stark specially sent a little pepper to invite her. If she changed someone, Daisy would let the lion scare the person away, but the little pepper was not suitable. The two said that they were not raw, they said they weren’t familiar, little pepper. Always very polite, she had no choice but to agree to attend the meeting.

Sending away Little Pepper, Daisy hurriedly called the maid to prepare to dress up.

"Maki, do you think I look very poor if I wear a fake suit?" She asked the maid on a whim while trying on the clothes.

The maid lady can also be considered to understand her character, knowing that she is purely nonsense now, so how can people who want face and swollen faces to fill up fat people wear fakes.

Even though Daisy repeatedly emphasized that she didn't want to be eye-catching, she had to be low-key, and she had to dress very poorly, but her condition was too good, and a pearl red evening dress on her body still looked noble and elegant and graceful.

The maid stood not far away and admired her entire exposed back. She seemed to see a flying firebird in her fascination. When she looked carefully again, she saw nothing.

She knew that Daisy had no tattoos on her back, and felt that she was dazzled, and she quickly forgot about it.

In order not to donate money on the spot, Daisy didn't bring the gang strategist this time. She had a good calculation. If she couldn't save her face, she would use the gang strategist's absence as a shield.

In short, the strength can be appropriated, money, no!

Stark took out the hall on the first floor of his Stark Building as the venue for the dinner. If someone else hosted the dinner, he would put some artwork on it. Whether he understands it or not, at least decorate the facade to make himself look very artistic. . But Stark didn't make these concealments. The scene was full of metal and various high-tech equipment were everywhere.

Daisy and Miss Maid stepped on the dots to the venue.

There were many acquaintances at the scene, including Coleson, who was the principal of high school, Black Widow who was also an assistant to Pepper, General Ross who was about to enter the government, and a black colonel. However, Daisy made up her mind to pretend to be small and transparent, and entered the dinner scene, and found a corner with the maid. The two sat together slowly listening to Stark's speech.

I am used to Ohezi's speech, and now it is a bit unpleasant to listen to Stark. Although Daisy knew that Oheizi didn't tell the truth, and Stark said everything from the heart, it didn't resonate at all, and the content was dry.

Fortunately, Pepper had already anticipated this. She arranged a project similar to a charity auction, and all the proceeds from the auction were donated to the Post-disaster Relief Foundation that Stark had just announced.

Regardless of the actual effect, this activity at least relieved Stark's distress.

His words may cause girls to scream, and MIT students may be excited, but that is to send money to others. Now, in turn, asking for money from others requires a very strong language appeal. Mr. Tony Stark, obviously has no talent in this.

The maid lady also has her own social circle. She sat with Daisy for a while, got up to socialize with her acquaintances.

Daisy looked at the auction that was not fierce, and was still thinking about the New York Temple. She needed to determine whether the invitation was a personal invitation from the Fat Master or the instruction of the Ancient Master.

From time to time, someone took a sneak peek at her. Daisy is now used to being seen, and she doesn't care.

She didn't know that there was a very complicated gaze staring at her. Grant Ward, as the actor of the two movies ~lightnovelpub.net~, has a good relationship with the fat bodyguard, Harpy, and was invited to the dinner. .

Ward didn't know where his feeling came from, he looked at Daisy from a distance. I want to go over and say a few words, but I don't know where to start. It used to be for surveillance, but now the adoptive father and Hydra have parted ways, why he still looks at Daisy, he can't tell.

Ok? Suddenly a woman approached Daisy, and Ward frowned slightly. He didn't know this woman, but his instinct told him that this woman is not easy. Should I go and help?

Ward repeatedly weighed it in his mind, but didn't make up his mind, he looked to the other side with his gaze. Daisy's good partner, the bald brother Hitwell, also came to the scene today. His public identity is a UN administrator. He didn't know that he turned a few turns and got in. The bald brother had been observing Daisy in another corner.

Then Ward saw a scene that surprised him. When the bald brother saw the mysterious woman approaching Daisy, he was so frightened that he immediately looked away. Although he pretended to be calm, sweat stains appeared on his bald head.

Who is this woman? Grant Ward was curious.

On the other side, Daisy didn't know their little movements. When she was thinking in a trance, a familiar frequency appeared in her perception and quickly sat beside her.

"This dress is good, it matches your skin color, thank God, you will finally be dressed." The visitor carries a refreshing fragrance, and speaks softly, like a lover's mutter in a dream. Directly at people's hearts.

Daisy looked at the Viper sitting next to her for a while and was speechless. Shouldn't we know each other in public? Are you afraid of being seen by those shrimp soldiers and crabs in your organization?

"Miss Ophelia Sarkisian, am I not familiar with you?" Daisy was still pretending to be confused.

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