Abel didn't know where he was assigned to sit.

Naturally, Ikana didn't know. She was just here as a female companion tonight.

She also didn't know what the relationship between Abel and the organizer of tonight was.

In addition, because he was not keen on socializing, Abel had rarely appeared in banquets of this level in New York before.

Ikana was even less clear about where Abel might be arranged.

I just think of the attention Abel received from those financial giants at the Hilton banquet last time.

Ikana felt that Abel would not be placed in the third class.

Maybe in the second place.

"There are so many tables. It's hard to find them one by one. Let's ask a waiter." Abel said.

Ikana nodded in agreement.

This is also the choice of most celebrities who participate in such social occasions.

What is upper class society if you go looking for them one table at a time?

Generally speaking, the waiters attending a banquet like this tonight are.

The organizer will also ask you to memorize the approximate location of most guests.

In this way, guests can be better taken to their location when they need it.

Usually, the normal income of these handsome and beautiful senior waiters is only about 3,000 to 4,000 US dollars a month.

If you serve banquets of this level, you can make hundreds of dollars a night.

The requirements are naturally a little higher than those of ordinary waiters.

When Abel was about to find a waiter to ask, Ikana saw two acquaintances walking in at the door.

This made her couldn't help but pull at Abel.

"What's wrong?" Abel turned his head and looked at her.

"Over there." Ikana didn't point around, but looked at the door, "I remember you had a pleasant chat with Barry Hilton last time. Look, Barry Hilton is here too."

Hearing what Ikana said, Abel also looked at the door and said casually:

"Barry Hilton, it's okay. He was very enthusiastic at the time, oh. His granddaughter also came with him."

Tonight's banquet requires a female companion.

Abel brought Ikana.

But the female companion can be a relationship like Abel and Ikana.

It can also be a relationship between a boyfriend and a girlfriend, and naturally it can also be a relationship between a husband and wife.

It's also okay to bring your daughter or granddaughter.

When Abel saw Barry Hilton and Paris Hilton, the other party also saw them.

Abel and Ikana's height and appearance.

Tonight, in this banquet attended by Hollywood superstars, it was also the most outstanding event.

It is naturally more eye-catching and can easily attract the attention of others.

After Barry Hilton saw Abel, he immediately smiled and walked over with his granddaughter.

Abel, who originally wanted to find a seat, had no choice but to pause and look at the other person with a smile.

As for Ikana, let alone that.

The generous and decent smile on her face has almost never stopped since she entered here tonight.

It seemed that Abel felt a little tired for her.

"Hello, good evening, Mr. Smith." Barry Hilton walked over with a chuckle and said, "And Miss Lerner."

"Good evening, Mr. Hilton, and Miss Hilton." Abel responded.

Ikana also smiled: "Good evening, Mr. Hilton and Paris."

As both ladies in the city and of the same age, Ikana is obviously no stranger to Paris.

This can be seen from the fact that she greeted her by her first name instead of Miss Hilton.

Paris is also gentle and doesn't look crazy at all. She shows off her ladylike temperament and responded to Abel and Ikana.

But Paris's eyes were always on Abel and Ikana, looking back and forth.

Barry Hilton wanted to chat with Abel a few more words, but at this time the banquet was about to begin.

More and more guests are coming in, and the door is getting a little crowded.

Abel suggested: "Let's talk when we have a chance, or we can find a seat first and see if we can sit together and then chat?"

Barry Hilton also knew that it was really not good to be blocked near the door like this.

He smiled cheerfully and said, "Okay, okay, let's find a seat first."

There happened to be a beautiful female waiter passing by the four of them.

Barry Hilton asked.

The female waiter stopped with a polite and friendly smile, glanced at the handsome Abel a few more times, and then opened her mouth to give directions to the guests:

"Mr. Barry Hilton? How about I take you there?"

"Okay. Please excuse me, miss." Barry Hilton looked at Abel with a graceful demeanor:

"Mr. Smith, let's go over there and sit down first. Can we find a chance to chat later?"

"Okay." Abel smiled, and at the same time he called another male waiter to stop.

Barry Hilton and his granddaughter were taken to his seat.

It's just that Paris "inadvertently" turns back from time to time to look in the direction of Ikana and Abel.

Paris noticed that the male waiter was walking in another direction with Abel and Ikana.

It's in the direction of the rostrum.

Paris, one of the masters of ballroom culture, guessed that maybe the other party would be a second-class guest.

Because my grandfather happened to be a second-class guest.

But this will only happen if the seats between the two parties are in the same order and in two directions, right?

Paris thought so.

"Mr. Hilton, this is your seat." The gentle voice of the beautiful female waiter sounded.

Paris turned around and found that her grandfather and herself were indeed the second-ranked players on the field.

It's not close or far from the rostrum, and there are two rows of tables in front of it, which is the third row.

Strictly speaking, according to Paris' understanding.

This is a second-class seat. The second row next to the first row of the first class is the second-class seat.

"Okay. Thank you." Barry Hilton held his granddaughter's hand and sat down on the table and chair marked with Hilton's golden hollow text.

"Dear grandpa, look over there."

Just when Barry Hilton was a little thirsty and planned to ask the waiter to bring him something to drink to quench his thirst first.

He heard his granddaughter say: "Look over there, Mr. Smith and Ikana, how were they taken there? Did the waiter go the wrong way or identify the wrong person?"

Hearing his granddaughter's surprised voice, Barry Hilton looked in the direction where his granddaughter was talking.

Barry Hilton saw Abel led by the waiter.

He held Ikana's hand and sat at a table in the middle of the first row facing the podium.

"This seat."

Barry Hilton was surprised: "It seems that the organizer of tonight attaches great importance to Mr. Smith."

"Why is this?" Paris' voice sounded a little sour.

According to Paris's understanding, that position is the first-class position in the banquet tonight.

It faces the rostrum and can be said to be the C position in the audience.

As one of the fans of ballpark culture, Paris always wants to sit in this seat when attending banquets.

Sitting at that table means that you are either one of the organizer's most valued guests.

Or simply one of the highest-ranking people among the guests.

"What why?" Barry Hilton was confused.

Barry Hilton turned around and saw his granddaughter's slight expression.

This allowed Barry Hilton, who was very aware of his darling character, to know what Paris was thinking.
To be continued...