Chapter 1679: Is this the life of the rich?

Fifth Avenue and Fifty-seven blocks, in front of the huge limestone castle belonging to the Vanderbilt family, glaring taxis stopped in front of the castle.
"Here is?" Lebula's mouth never closed when he saw the castle-shaped building in the distance.
"The venue of the ball, let's go!" Even after getting off the taxi, Aiden showed no slight timidity.
"Look, there are two idiots. They came in a taxi." The bright gold Lamborghini stopped by the road, and the idiot coming out of the car laughed.
Lebulla pulled his clothes nervously, and he was very restrained, while Aiden was very indifferent. "Come on, Lebla."
"In the current social dance party, any cat or dog can come to attend." The other party said reluctantly.
He threw the car keys to the waiter and walked quickly towards the gate. It seemed that they were bothering them.
"Aiden, here, he's here." Lebla kept watching the two people coming behind him, urging nervously.
"Huh, clown, where are you going?" As he said, Lebrah instantly stopped at his place with a hand on his shoulder.
At the same time, the other hand rested on Aiden's shoulder, "Mix ball, I'm talking to you, are you deaf or what?"
John Hirst had some fun, but he didn't want his little mouse to slip away.
He has been bored recently, and since the family industry, Hirst Group has been forced to dominate by shameful people by virtuous means, he has become bored day by day.
Of course, he was losing face every day, and the entire high society was laughing at him and his family.
Now, he will take the opportunity to have some fun.
Just looking at the twisted face, John Hirst Jr. suddenly felt that he had found the wrong target.
"Little John, I haven't seen you for a long time. It looks like you're doing well." Aiden smiled at the old friends, he was as arrogant as before.
"Aiden Lee." Little John looked at him with a sullen face, and the old and new hatred made him wish to smash the other person's nose.
However, no matter how you think about it, the armed forces of both sides are not at the same level.
After being taken away by the other party by vile means, he accidentally encountered Aiden when he met him at the bar.
The sturdy whiskey bottle was smashed by the opponent with a punch. He was more like a slender girl who was torn by a big man, and was thrown out of the bar with trembling.
Since then, Little John has told himself that he must never fight against Mang Hu.
It's just that his Lao Tzu's shares were taken away by Aiden's Lao Tzu, as well as their family business, the glory of the past and the awe of people.
It can be said that Lee took everything from Hirst. As soon as he thought of this little John, he dreamed of standing in front of him countless times, pointing his gun at his head and pulling the trigger to shoot him.
But when he really stood in front of himself, little John realized a fact that made him more desperate.
Even with a gun in his hand, he did not have the courage to use the gun to lower his head and pull the trigger.
Damn it!
"Can you let go of your hand now? I don't like being touched by strangers." Aiden said with a smile, looking at the hand on his shoulder.
"You know, are you friends?" Lebla scratched her head and smiled with a big smile: "Hello, my name is Leebra, Aiden's friend."
Little John glanced at him sullenly, clapped his hands and walked towards the door.
"It seems that you are not friends." Lebla smiled embarrassedly, curiously: "Why does he call you Lee?"
"That's my father's surname, let's go! I will find a chance to explain it to you later." The waiter checked the invitation and the two entered the castle smoothly.
This castle belonging to the Vanderbilt family is currently in a semi-open state and will be leased to familiar or famous families and organizations to undertake various activities.
This time it was Sasha Hilton who rented here to make a special party for her daughter.
In fact, everyone knows what Sasha Hilton is doing.
Therefore, most of the people who received invitations to the banquet were the younger generations of prominent families, and most of them were men.
Out of courtesy considerations, Salsa Hilton specially invited many communicative flowers, so as not to make the men too boring at the ball.
However, they will not appear until their daughter, Francis, appears.
Salsa Hilton is entertaining guests in the main ballroom, unaware of Aiden's sudden visit.
Because the original invited list did not have him, after registering because it was too busy, Salsa Hilton also checked the list again.
But when he showed the invitation and entered the castle, someone quietly notified the owner of the banquet, Salsa Hilton.
"Aiden is here?" Sasha Hilton frowned, "Are you with Francis?"
"No, the lady just set off, and her friend." The housekeeper whispered.
"Well!" Sasha Hilton thought for a while, and decisively said: "Take me there, I haven't seen Aiden in a long time, and now he must have become better~EbookFREE.me~ Ah~ It looks so heavy here. "Along the long corridor, Lebra seemed to perceive its heavy mission and brilliance.
"This is the castle of the Vanderbilt family. The railway king who once mastered half of the American transportation lived here."
Aiden stopped and pointed to the hanging image on the right: "This is his portrait, there is Vanderbilt II, and some outstanding people."
Lebla nodded unconsciously. In fact, except for the name Vanderbilt, he had not even heard of it.
Lebrah didn't care about the information at all, but simply satisfied some curiosity, because no matter how the Vanderbilt family was concerned with him.
"Aiden~" Sasha Hilton left the main ballroom and greeted him personally in the hallway.
"Aunt Sasha, I haven't seen you for a long time." Aiden hurried up, expressing respect as the other nodded and smiled.
He bowed slightly and kissed the back of her hand while holding each other's fingers.
Sasha Hilton said happily; "It's been a long time since I saw you. You weren't so tall last time. You need someone to look up."
"Haha~" Aiden smiled and did not answer.
"Come with me, and Francis will know you will be very happy." Salsa Hilton took them into the banquet hall.
The scene was brilliantly lit, and the large gold-plated chandelier that fell vertically from the dome in the center dazzled.
The guests on site were luxuriously and elegantly dressed, and their pearls were precious, and each was of great value.
Lebla thought she was too formal and was too nervous.
Compared with the guests in front of him, he realized that he was wrong. ‘Poverty limits my imagination. Is this the life of the rich? ’