Vol 7 Chapter 50: meet

That night, Kewen rarely chose to be alone.

In addition, he has also reduced his strength a lot.

The next day, he personally sent Xiao Tianhou home, and Kewen continued to stay in the lobby on the first floor after returning to the office.

As he said to Xiao Tianhou, there are too many female stars coming to invite various awards ceremonies.

Therefore, in the next few days, the office almost turned into a small awards ceremony, welcoming many beautiful stars.

On the evening of February 9, Kewen entered the award ceremony hall in a dress.

He didn't accompany any stars, but sat at a table with the owners of the record companies.

The whole performance was wonderful, which made Kewen look forward to the ceremony in the next few years.

Because since this year, the music circle in the United States can be described as a gathering of gods, and it can be described as a battle of the gods.

Many classics will be born in the last few years, and many singers will be truly conferred during this period.

For the entertainment industry, this is the best era when the stars are shining.

Of course, things in the entertainment industry have nothing to do with Kewen.

He only needs to pay attention to those beauties, enjoy the beauties and enjoy the works.

…

After the ceremony was a dinner party.

In order to avoid being used by female stars, Kewen has always stayed with the bosses of various companies.

At this moment, a faint exclamation sounded.

Kewen turned his head and saw a man in his thirties or forties appeared in the banquet hall.

There were many crowds around the man, and many female stars who were flamboyantly surrounded them, and kept their screens open to the man like a peacock.

Not only that, but some company executives also licked it like a pug.

The area where the man was located immediately became the center of focus.

But Kewen frowned slightly.

He felt that the other party was a little familiar, but after rummaging through the memory of coming to this world, he did not match the man in his memory.

"It's the lucky boy..."

There was a voice saying that the grapes were sour because they couldn't eat the grapes, and a record company owner next to Kewen said with a bit of jealousy: "I really feel sorry for that couple, and I don't know when it will be a big business. Defeated by this guy."

"Hehe, Martin, don't be sour."

Another boss whispered: "Have you never seen the market value of Wayne Group? Want to lose all that family fortune? I'm afraid that kid won't be able to do it in a few lifetimes."

"Bruce Wayne?!" Cowen finally got on the number and exclaimed in a low voice.

"That's right."

The owner of the record company named Martin laughed and joked: "Mr. Quinn, speaking, that guy has the same hobby as you and is a famous playboy."

"Haha, right..." Kewen smiled reluctantly, and at the same time responded jokingly: "I'm not the same as him, I rely on my ability, he relies on money."

A small burst of laughter sounded, and the surrounding bosses laughed.

Then everyone turned their attention back to Bruce Wayne's side.

It didn't take long for Bruce Wayne to find the bosses. After all, no matter what the other party's purpose for coming to the dinner was, they had to say hello to the group of people with the highest status.

With a somewhat unruly attitude, he greeted the bosses, and Bruce Wayne was attracted by Cowen.

He looked at Kewen among a group of elderly people, and asked curiously, "Is this...whose junior?"

This made Kewen's brows tremble.

He secretly murmured, is this grandson raising his own ranks?

"This is Mr. Quinn, Cowen Quinn."

A boss smiled and introduced Kewen: "Mr. Quinn is a well-known **** in our circle, and his affair can envy everyone to death."

"yes?"

Bruce Wayne showed some conceit, he smiled and said to Cowan: "Sorry, what is your occupation?"

"The exorcist."

Cowen replied without a smile: "Specialized in dealing with those strange creatures, such as evil spirits, or big bats like vampires."

"The Exorcist..."

Just two years after he became Batman, all of Bruce Wayne's energy was put in Gotham City, and he was fighting with the dark forces over there all day long.

Therefore, the still somewhat immature Batman doesn't know much about the transcendent world, and his cognitive concept is temporarily trapped by Gotham City.

This made him think of Kewen as a liar.

However, although he is playing a playboy, he is not playing an idiot, so naturally he will not make a mockery of Kewen on this occasion.

He just showed a tacit smirk, and completely lost interest in Kewen. He turned his attention and continued to be polite to the bosses.

The chat was over shortly after, and Bruce Wayne walked away with his two female companions in his arms, continuing his **** role-play.

And Kewen was in the dark, how did he collide with this dark old bat?

Having lost interest, he didn't want to stay any longer, and went straight to the point to exchange resources with the bosses, and then bid farewell.

It took a few minutes for Kewen to walk out of the banquet hall after informing the female stars who had maintained relationships along the way.

A waiter had already driven the car over, and just as Kewen was about to get into the car, there was another commotion behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he met Bruce Wayne, who came out with his two female companions in his arms.

Check each other out.

Then Bruce Wayne gave Cowan a gesture of hugging the two female companions.

That seems to say: Aren't you a playboy? That's it? What about the girlfriend?

Cowen couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Putting people on him?

If it was someone else, Kewen had to give the other person some color to see if he was high or low.

But it's the words of this Bruce Wayne in front of me...

Forget it, I can't be bothered.

If I really want to be marked by the other party, I am afraid that I will not be annoyed by this big bat in the future.

Therefore, Kewen did not respond, just opened the door and got in the car, ignited the ignition and left quickly.

At the door, Bruce Wayne frowned, staring at the car's taillights.

He role-played and said, "Unfortunately, is that Cowen Quinn? I'm still thinking about getting to know him, maybe in the future to have a party together or something."

A chorus sounded.

But Bruce Wayne was secretly surprised that very few people were belittling Cowen in order to flatter him.

As for the few people who opened their mouths to belittle, the people around them quietly stayed away from them.

There are a few who are not well managed, and still show a satirical look to the ignorant while staying away.

With that in mind, Bruce Wayne went back to his role-playing, bringing out his mindless **** persona to the fullest.

…

The next day, Bruce Wayne and his two female companions let the media take enough photos, and then took a private jet across the entire American continent and returned to Gotham City on the east coast.

In the Batcave of Wayne Manor, Bruce Wayne loosened his tie and finally breathed a sigh of relief after sitting down.

The emotion on his face quickly subsided, and he finally became calm.

Footsteps sounded from a distance, and not long after, the old housekeeper of Wayne Manor, Alfred, came over.

"how?"

Alfred put a cup of prepared **** juice in front of Bruce Wayne, and then asked with a smile, "Master Wayne, didn't you have a good time in Hollywood last night?"

"You know, that's just for show."

Bruce Wayne took a sip of **** juice from the cup holder, put it down, and said softly, "I'm just hesitating."

"Hesitating for what?" Alfred asked.

"I'm hesitating..."

After a pause, Bruce Wayne said, "I'm hesitant to open my eyes wider."

"Which aspect do you mean?" Alfred asked again.

Bruce Wayne took a deep breath, took another sip of **** juice, and said, "The sin doesn't just happen in Gotham, I'm wondering if I should pay attention to other cities."

"Please don't!"

Alfred hurriedly stopped: "Master Wayne, just being a Gotham has already made you emaciated, so I beg you to spare yourself, beg us to uphold the righteous Batman, and spare Wayne who has human limits. Master."

Bruce Wayne smiled helplessly.

He looked at Alfred, and then said with an expression of admitting defeat: "Don't worry Alfred, I have already thought about it, indeed, I can only barely take into account the entire Gotham, as for other areas, I can't tell the difference. any energy."

"It's very nice of you to think so..."

Alfred breathed a sigh of relief, and then he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Let me ask, Master Wayne, what happened to you that made you think that way?"

"one person."

Bruce Wayne squinted slightly: "A person who looks familiar and sounds familiar."

"Who is it? What's it called?"

Alfred said immediately: "I'll go check the other party's details."

"No, I'm afraid you can't find anything."

Bruce Wayne shook his head: "I checked it last night, but the other party has no intelligence records except for a business application."

"Including the location of his office, it is impossible to know."

"Government agent?" Alfred gave his first impression.

"Definitely not. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Bruce Wayne squinted slightly again.

He continued: "It took me most of the night last night to finally remember where I saw him."

"Where?" Alfred hugged at the right time.