At night, outside the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in the center of Lower Manhattan, New York.

Luxury cars passed by slowly.

All these vehicles stopped at the entrance of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel for a while.

But they won't stay here long.

They just need to leave their master here.

Let their owners calmly enter this top hotel in New York, which was built at the same time as the Empire State Building.

Then they and the driver driving them will find a place to park on their own.

Waiting until their owners need them, they will walk through the streets of Manhattan to greet their owners.

Tonight's charity auction is organized by the New York Branch of Texas Commerce Bank and major newspapers in New York.

Such a banquet naturally involves the participation of some celebrities and celebrities.

And because the leader was a senior executive of a large bank, naturally there were also some big figures from the financial and business circles participating.

Wherever there are celebrities, there are paparazzi.

Where there are business elites, there are financial journalists.

Especially tonight's protagonist, it is said that there are also several bosses of major newspapers.

Reporters and paparazzi want to photograph their own bosses or the bosses of other competing companies.

Naturally, I feel more energetic and focused.

The flashlights were so bright that it seemed to illuminate the entrance of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel into daylight.

Abel wore a slim-fitting black suit tonight, with a dark red bow tie, leather shoes as bright as mirrors, a royal oak watch, and his hair combed like an adult.

After getting out of the car, Abel narrowed his eyes slightly due to the flash of light.

This is different from the Hilton family banquet I attended last time.

Hilton time, Barry Hilton was not enough to attract so much media attention.

There were no reporters at the door.

The main reason why it was so lively this time was that the bosses of several major New York newspapers participated.

He shook his head slightly, turned around and stood sideways, reaching slightly into the car.

Inside is a beautiful and elegant Ikana in a red dress, revealing her hollow back.

Ikana smiled generously, held Abel's hand, and stepped out of the car gracefully.

Abel held her catkins, and the two stood on the red carpet together.

These handsome men and beauties, one is tall and handsome, the other is tall and beautiful, a pair of beautiful people.

It immediately attracted the attention of all reporters, and the flash lights were as bright as day.

Abel was not used to this kind of scene, mainly he didn't like those flashing lights.

Ikana is much better, she seems to be born for this kind of scene.

It was obvious that Abel's eyes were a little painful from the light, but she could open her beautiful eyes wide.

It's as if these flashing lights are just the light of fireflies.

She had an elegant and sweet smile on her face, and from time to time she waved to reporters who recognized her identity and shouted her name.

Ikana is quite famous in New York and in the United States.

Who knows that her father loves to show off, and he is also a relatively successful TV businessman.

Ikana was sixteen years old and even in college.

She has already been in the Miss Universe USA selection, and is also the host of Miss Teen USA.

Coupled with the increased aura of "entrepreneurship", she has become quite a celebrity in the United States.

In contrast, Abel, the Wolf of Wall Street.

It is also mentioned in some financial media and is quite famous here in Manhattan.

For ordinary people, not many people really know him.

After all, until now, except for a few elite media.

He has also been reported on by the New York Times and the New York Observer.

The New York Times report was only on page three, and it was half a year ago.

People who have seen it after such a long time may have forgotten about him.

The New York Observer did boast about its boss.

However, its sales volume is only tens of thousands of copies, and its readers are generally New York elites.

Very few ordinary people know about him.

Under such circumstances, the number of reporters who know him is naturally not many.

After all, reporters only pay attention to those people, things, and things that readers like to read about.

Others, they don't bother to care about.

He now appears at the same time as Ikana, and naturally it is Ikana who attracts more attention.

He is the main person who came forward to invite Ikana over, and it is only because of him that Ikana is qualified to participate in today's banquet.

Instead, it became secondary.

Fortunately, his appearance is also very photogenic, and standing next to Ikana, his aura is not inferior to hers at all.

There is a feeling that his status is above Ikana.

This made reporters very curious about him.

It was obviously not an interview session, but people who didn't know his identity were already asking loudly about Ikana and him.

I asked him if he was Ikana's boyfriend.

Someone asked him if he was a relative of Ikana.

I asked him directly who he was.

There are all kinds of messy problems.

Ikana and Abel ignored it and walked onto the red carpet together.

Abel put one hand in his pocket and held the other hand slightly for Ikana to hold, his face expressionless.

Ikana cooperated with the reporter who kept shouting and took a few photos, always smiling sweetly and generously, and then walked quickly into the hotel with him.

The two of them arrived at the banquet hall, where many so-called celebrities had already arrived.

But it's not much, maybe a quarter or a third.

At this time, most people were walking around casually inside, some two, some three or four people gathered around chatting animatedly.

From time to time, someone could be seen smiling and nodding at him and Ikana.

Most of them were unknown to Abel.

"Are these friends you know? I don't know them."

Abel whispered to Ikana.

"I don't know many of them, but I know a few." Ikana responded to those people with a smile:

"But this kind of situation is like this. Maybe a nod can promote cooperation."

Abel nodded, understanding.

It just means that they look familiar.

The banquet hall has been completely decorated.

The main body is a wide rostrum with round dining tables underneath.

In the middle of each dining table is a large bouquet of pink flowers.

Wearing white shirts, black vests and bows, waiters, almost all handsome men and beautiful women, were constantly shuttling among the crowd delivering champagne and red wine.

Abel also noticed.

These round dining tables, and the chairs next to them, are engraved with gold text.

If you look carefully, you can find that these letters are actually names one by one.

Ikana said that these were the names of the guests attending the banquet tonight.

To put it simply, after the banquet officially begins.

The guests have to be seated one after another. How to arrange the seats?

As for the seats, the organizer has already assigned them to you in advance!
To be continued...