Aaron rode a carriage and stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated building with a large garden and a dolphin fountain in the middle.
"Welcome, my friend!"
The owner of the villa and company director William Mark was dressed in a black formal suit, with a shirt, vest and trousers all neatly ironed.
He is very tall and slightly fat, but his facial features are soft and he wears a single-sided spectacles, which gives him a contradictory feeling of being both shrewd and honest.
At this time, seeing Aaron get off the carriage, he couldn't help but step forward, smiled and shook hands with Aaron.
"Hello!"
Aaron smiled lightly and handed over a bottle of champagne.
If it’s your first time visiting your home and you don’t know what to bring, it’s always good to give a bottle of good wine.
"Come, our traveler, tonight you have to tell us about your travels..."
William Mark led Aaron into the banquet hall, where the tall gas lamp illuminated the glass, leaving all kinds of bright brilliance.
The music was melodious, and the buffet table was filled with oysters, lobster, veal, fried chicken, pea stewed lamb, salads, soufflé waffles, as well as red wine and champagne...
Aaron picked up a goblet and couldn't help but recall the scene he saw when he was wearing labor uniforms and walking around the lower streets.
Ordinary workers looked pale, like zombies... There was a long queue outside the workhouse... There were dead bodies every day... The bridge holes were filled with homeless people covered with newspapers and old cardboard...
At the same time, in the music with clear rhythm, the first dance of the banquet started.
As the host, William Mark took his wife's hand and entered the dance floor first to lead the dance.
Her wife wore a complicated and gorgeous dance dress, and a necklace composed of rubies, sapphires, diamonds, and emeralds on her chest, which shimmered under the lights.
The gentlemen and ladies were rosy-cheeked, gorgeously dressed, and dancing gracefully... Desire was subtly fermenting and entangled in the air.
And a few streets away, there might be a little girl who died of illness and hunger because she couldn't sell matches...
'A deformed world...'
'Perhaps because of the mysterious existence, this degree of deformity has deepened.'
Aaron muttered to himself.
In this world, knowledge can not be transformed into money, influence, and then bring power, but power can be obtained directly!
The result is that the older the nobles and aristocratic families are, the more likely they are to inherit the 'mystery' and possess several strange but powerful 'ancestral relics' and many extraordinary people. Even if His Majesty the King wants to touch such a noble, he must
Think carefully about the pros and cons.
A class with so many interests will inevitably block the ways for the lower class to gain power in order to consolidate their power.
This can be seen from the investigation bureau's crazy persecution and suppression of wild extraordinary people... although some evil believers do not deserve sympathy.
The class has been solidified to the extreme, and the ordinary people at the bottom will only have eternal despair.
Aaron sipped the champagne slowly, seemingly in no hurry at all, and didn't care if he ended up dancing.
In the ladies area, there were already many ladies pointing and talking in low voices.
However, compared to those who can use a hand fan to create a set of social codes that are comparable to passwords, they can estimate all the net worth of their companions at a glance every time they meet, and they can say the most affectionate words, but they are secretly jealous.
Every banquet was like those real aristocratic ladies emerging from a battlefield without gunpowder smoke, but their rank was still more than a little behind.
"Haha, Aaron... shyness is not a character that a gentleman should have."
After the dance, William Mark came to Aaron and said with a smile.
It is also the responsibility of the banquet host not to neglect every guest.
"No, no... I just can't choose at the moment. Each of them is so charming..."
Aaron chuckled and replied.
"Then I recommend Miss Liliat Doron in the green skirt... Her father is a bank manager."
William Mark pointed in a low voice to a beautiful young lady who was sitting there, waiting for her male partner to invite her to dance.
She has long flaxen hair, a small and delicate figure, and wears a pair of elegant glasses, which makes her look very bookish.
At a banquet, women cannot take the initiative to invite men to dance. This is a form of reserve.
"Thank you for your recommendation."
Aaron did his best, walked up to the lady who was looking around boredly, bent down, and stretched out her hand: "This beautiful lady, I wonder if I can have the honor to invite you to dance?"
"sure!"
Miss Liliat Doron, who wore glasses and had a delicate face, gracefully extended her hand, and the two entered the dance floor together.
"I thought... you might have a better choice..."
The two were very close to each other on the dance floor, and Miss Doron's voice could be heard in Aaron's ears, and the tip of his nose could smell the perfume on the other person's hair.
"Why do you say that?"
He asked casually.
"You are good-looking and a rich man, and you are the target of many ladies...and my father is just a bank manager. The reason why I received Mrs. Mark's invitation was just to be the 'surplus' for the banquet..."
Miss Doron chuckled and replied: "You know, at every banquet there are always one or two unlucky guys who can't please the lady, but the host can't ignore them..."
"So that's it."
Aaron nodded obediently, understanding that the other party's family background may be considered good among the middle class, but in this kind of banquet, it can only be considered the bottom class.
Poor Miss Doron could not refuse any man's invitation.
"But you don't seem to feel aggrieved..."
His eyes glanced at Liliat Doron's glasses, and he felt something was wrong.
"Of course... no one can control my marriage." Liliat Doron declared firmly: "By the way, you have a pair of beautiful jewel-like eyes and you can dance well, our Mr. Traveler.
,where have you been?”
"Many, such as Pulmouth, Yellow Falls Grand Canyon, Bone Burial Plateau..."
Aaron casually read the contents of a travel magazine to fool him.
After the song ended, he sent Liliat Doron back to her original seat. Just as he was about to say goodbye, he suddenly reached out his hand and flicked Liliat's ear: "Your earrings are about to fall off.
Already..."
Liliat Doron quickly covered her ears and said, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome. Serving ladies is a gentleman's duty."
Aaron chuckled, returned to his position, and rubbed his right thumb and index finger.
Just now, he just made an excuse to touch Liliat's glasses.
Then the object identification of the 'Glory One' immediately made him recognize that it was an extraordinary item!