Tokisaki Kurumi's Journey to the Plane

"Hey! I didn't expect you to come here, Justin. I remember you weren't interested in F1? You're here today. Do you want to play a few laps with me?"

Justin Hammer was startled by the sudden sound, and even the wine glass in his hand shook slightly.

If the drink hadn't been empty, it might have been embarrassing and spilled.

He glanced at the young man next to him. He was the second son of a Wall Street financial tycoon, but he was usually loved by his father. Hammer also talked to him many times.

With Hammer's "experience," the conversation between the two was quite pleasant, and it even gave the young man a sense of déjà vu as if he had met his close friend!

Hammer swung his wine glass out of habit, but suddenly found that there was no drink in it, and sighed, "Hey, hey, hey, my old friend, I'm not as comfortable as you all day long. It's still very hard to support a group.

"

The young man raised his eyebrows after hearing this, but did not point it out. As the second son of a financial tycoon, no matter how dandy he was, he still saw some things clearly.

For example, the person in front of him can be said to be very tough in his methods. There are very few people with a "big heart" like him in modern times.

But there are a lot of clues in the hands of the military. He even heard that Justin Hammer was just a "puppet" who was supported by others!

I casually opened another bottle of red wine backstage and poured it into two glasses. As time went by, the wine developed a mellow aroma.

After touching Hammer, the young man also looked in the direction of Hammer's original gaze from the corner of his eyes, and happened to see Andre delivering something to Kuang San's table.

He kept silent and considered it in his mind. However, Hammer was so busy that he didn't even notice the young man's small movements.

"How about it?"

"What's going on?" Hammer, still in a daze, answered wordlessly.

"Of course you have a race with me after the Grand Prix!"

"Oh, my old friend, can't you see that I'm upset right now?" Hammer frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

The young man didn't care. He didn't know if Hammer was just pretending to express his feelings on his face. After all, capitalists like this could never believe every word they said.

I swung the drink in my hand, and it reflected several wonderful colors under the light.

The young man said matter-of-factly: "It's just because you're in a bad mood that you have to vent, isn't it?"

Hammer didn't speak. He was still thinking about various things in his mind. Now racing and other things disturbed his thoughts from time to time, which inevitably made him a little upset.

And he had to agree to the racing invitations from people around him. Hammer always believed that this was a necessity for communication among the upper class.

"Hi!~"

A huge force came from his shoulders, which immediately brought Hammer back to his senses. He turned his head to look at the young man, asking for an explanation.

Putting the cup on the table, the young man had a smile on his face, showing a smile that "all men understand".

"Let me see what has distracted my old friend."

"Is that the girl?"

Hammer was startled, and his body froze following the nerve reaction, which happened to transmit this slight movement to the young man.

The smile on his face widened, he glanced at the girl again, and said jokingly: "I didn't expect you, Justin, to like this kind of tone. No wonder when I asked you to come to play before, you always pushed me away. I'm afraid it's those vulgar fans.

Not allowed to enter eyes~"

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood something..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Before Hammer could finish his retort, the young man made a "pause" gesture in his mouth.

Taking a gentle breath, the young man clasped his fingers and said, "Mixed race, petite and weak, with good temperament, Lolita,..."

As he spoke, the young man touched his stubble-covered chin with his hand, "It seems that it is very difficult to find a girl who meets these attributes..."

Hammer had no choice but to nod and agree with the young man's point of view. This kind of initiative was in the hands of others, and Hammer was really unwilling to do so!

He cannot be like Stark, who can become the center of the circle at any time.

Even if he doesn't care, he can always suppress you to death inadvertently!

The smile on the young man's face suddenly became weird. He lowered his head and leaned next to Hammer, whispering: "Then why not try it now?"

"What?"

After Hammer voiced his doubts, the young man leaned back in the chair and then spread his hands, "I don't have the ability to find such a perfect product for you."

He raised his eyebrows in the direction of Kuang San and gestured: "The family seems to be in good shape. Although he may be underage, I think my old friend won't care about this, right?"

Hammer put down the wine glass he had been holding and breathed out for a long time, "Sounds good."

"Really? Then what are you waiting for? I saw that guy Stark looking for her before!"

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if Hammer would be unable to parry as soon as the surname "Stark" was mentioned.

Hammer picked up the wine glass again and took a sip. The mellow aroma was compressed to the extreme in an instant! This made it a little bitter.

"What you're saying is, can you give me some advice?"

The young man smiled slightly, but in Hammer's eyes, they were like cunning little foxes. As expected, the family of financial giants were not simple people.

Let him communicate with this kind of person, and he might be sold out one day!

The leather shoes hit the floor rhythmically. The young man did not give Hammer any advice, but asked: "What's the next game after the event?"

"no problem."

"Snapped!"

The young man snapped his fingers and laughed: "I just like your cheerful personality! Stark just came back from her with no success, it's okay if you go up and get familiar with her first."

Hammer twitched his eyes and secretly cursed in his heart, "They are all friends, right? It's like meeting old friends again?"

"Are you kidding? That guy Stark is already old. He is in his forties and does not consider the issue of future generations. Sooner or later he will die on a woman's belly! And if you look at the other person, it is obvious that he is just a young girl who has not done anything well. I guess

Can you have some kind of relationship with that guy Stark?"

Hearing what the young man said, Hammer felt more and more unreliable, and compared it in his mind, "I think it's better to forget it, wait for Stark..."

"She has something to do with Umbrella."

Hammer raised his eyebrows. Of course he knew about this, otherwise he wouldn't have thought about having a relationship with the girl.

The young man crossed his hands together, his eyes shining brightly, "I recently heard from the old man that Umbrella has jointly developed arms logistics with the military. If Hammer Industries doesn't do something, it will probably be taken over by the military.

Party abandoned it. Then you will be reselling arms...the people above..."

Hammer shuddered violently, his eyes flashed, and no one knew what he was thinking.