Gambling for Nothing

It was sunset.

  The golden sunset climbed over the window sill and fell on half of Anton's body.

  He looked at the time and it was time to get off work.

  Anton was about to stand up when the phone on the table began to vibrate and make crisp sounds.

  Ring, ring, ring!!

  He picked up the phone and saw a familiar name written on it.

  Tony Stark!

  "Huh?"

  Anton was stunned, and the image of Tony Stark with a mustache and an arrogant face immediately appeared in his mind, and he subconsciously felt unhappy.

  "Anton, you won't forget the party tonight, right?"

  As soon as the call was connected, Tony Stark's frivolous and dissolute voice came from the other side of the phone.

  "If you are willing to admit defeat now, I don't mind showing mercy."

  It was full of sarcasm.

  Especially when it came from the master of foul mouth, Tony Stark, it was even more sarcastic.

  Anton was stunned, and a string of memories quickly figured out the whole story.

  The original owner was a rich kid who loved to pick up girls, take baths, and show off his wealth. Although there was a gap between him and Tony Stark, who was already the chairman of the Stark Group, his social circles overlapped to a high degree, so it was inevitable that they would meet.

  At a party not long ago, the two had a conflict and made a bet on picking up girls.

  Anton lost the game as expected.

  Tony Stark used money to pave the way, not only taking away the girl they bet on at the time, but also using money to buy away all the women at the party at the time - even the cleaning lady who cleaned up the party afterwards.

  By the way, Anton also lost his female companion.

  This made him a laughing stock.

  It has to be admitted that Tony Stark is not only a scientific and technological genius, but also a rare talent in picking up girls and "dealing with people".

  Therefore, the two have been fighting openly and secretly at recent parties.

  Anton always loses, but he is unyielding.

  Tony enjoys this.

  According to some lackeys, Tony has fallen in love with this unequal contest and has invested a lot of energy in it.

  In the entire New York celebrity circle, many other second-generation rich people of similar status, like Tony Stark, have fun with this and even follow the opening bets.

  Apparently, it's time to open the market again tonight.

  "Pick up girls?"

  Anton felt itchy and stood up suddenly and rushed into the garage.

  Boom!

  A cool Bugatti Veyron passed through the street.

  The constant roar of the car attracted the envious eyes of countless passers-by.

  He is indeed not skilled in picking up girls, but looking through the original owner's memory, is that called picking up girls?

  That's clearly called spending money!

  Who doesn't know how to spend money

  ? No way, no way? There can't be anyone who doesn't know how to spend money, right?

  ...

  "Is Anton not coming tonight? Damn, it's so unlucky, I bet 100,000 on him!"

  "Damn it? You are so brave, you dare to bet on Anton?"

  "I have never won when I bet on Anton!"

  "That's right!"

  "Damn, if I hadn't drawn Anton in the lottery, do you think I would bet on him?"

  Since Anton has never won once, these people now use the lottery to open the betting.

  Whoever is drawn will bet on him.

  A group of second-generations, each holding a female companion, gathered around the swimming pool to chat.

  Tony Stark was in the middle of the crowd, holding a few top-looking and hot beauties, and his lecherous eyes were about to get into the ditch.

  Soon, Anton arrived.

  He crossed the crowd and saw this group of friends.

  "You are finally here!"

  "I thought you didn't dare to come!"

  "Anton, I bet 100,000 on you today!"

  The friends greeted Anton one after another.

  "That's nice, brother."

  Anton said to the last man, "I'll make you rich today."

  "Anton!"

  Tony was attracted by the noise and saw his old rival at a glance.

  With a step of not recognizing any relatives, he smiled contemptuously, "Defeater, have you thought about how to go home and cry in the quilt today?"

  "Tony, don't get carried away."

  Anton glanced at Tony, "Do you think your sexy mustache can really attract girls?"

  "Or not?"

  Tony spread his hands, looking innocent, and said righteously: "Why do you think I would have a relationship with a pretty girl? For a billionaire like me, having a relationship is an insult to my wealth!"

  "I'm glad to see that you know what's going on. For a beautiful woman, being on the cover of a magazine is more attractive than having sex with a weakling like you."

  Anton sneered.

  "So what?"

  Tony didn't care: "Is it important?"

  "Of course it's important, because I can give them more."

  Anton stared at the big-breasted and buttocked blonde beauty next to Tony, and smiled: "Beauty, I have a 100 million project to discuss with you. Are you interested in being my heroine?"

  "That's it?"

  Tony didn't panic at all, and looked at Anton with amusement: "Are you poaching my girlfriend? Come on, you've used this trick 12 times, haven't you figured out the trick to defeat me?"

  It's always been him poaching others, not others poaching him.

  Of course, with his blind self-confidence, he never worried that someone would poach his girlfriend.

  "Sorry, you're very attractive, but I already have a boyfriend!"

  The blonde beauty was really unmoved.

  Obviously, as far as the current situation is concerned, compared with Tony, who loves to show off and is "famous all over the world", Anton is a little famous in New York, but it is still far from enough compared with Tony Stark, who is in charge of Stark Industries.

  The name of Stark Group is not only popular in the United States.

  As an arms giant.

  Stark Group has a certain power worldwide.

  Compared with it, the wealth behind Anton is like the difference between a noble family and a small town landlord.

  Although they are all nobles, they are also divided into different classes.

  "Well, you will soon know how big an opportunity you have missed."

  Anton remained calm. Although he was rejected, he was still full of confidence.

  With the system in hand, I have the world.

  It's 2020. If the time traveler is not handsome and has no confidence, how can the reader feel involved?

  "Wow, Anton, you look very different today."

  Tony stared at Anton with interest, feeling that his old opponent seemed to have something more and a different temperament compared to before.

  "You seem very confident?"

  Tony said with a smile, "Do you think you are more attractive than me?" Fortunately,

  Anton came here today not only to pick up girls.

  "Tony, we are all handsome guys, and the only thing left to compare is strength." Anton said, "You also know that I just took over the family's Bugle Daily, but I am not interested in newspapers..."

  "What do you mean?"

  "I plan to enter the entertainment industry and make movies."

  "You want to be a director?"

  Tony understood at once, opened his eyes wide, and looked up and down at the guy in front of him.

  He could never have thought that this kid who had been competing with him for so long would have such a bizarre idea.

  "Wait, you must want to..."

  Tony showed a lewd smile, thinking that he saw through the other party.

  He knew very well what kind of person Anton was.

  It's not that he is completely unlearned, but at least he has no outstanding talents, except for the life skill second only to himself - spending money to pick up girls.

  "What do you care what I want to do!"

  Anton rolled his eyes.

  He didn't know that his words somehow echoed Tony's thoughts.

  The two looked at each other.

  Anton could clearly see a hint of eagerness in Tony's eyes.

  "This guy is really a show-off!"

  Anton thought back and smiled and said, "How about it, Tony Stark, are you interested in playing together?"

  "How?"

  Tony's face did not change, but Anton could see Tony's excitement.

  As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is often not your friend, but your opponent.

  Anton's original owner had been in contact with Tony for quite a while, and had suffered losses at his hands many times. Of course, he had a deep understanding of Tony's arrogant personality who loved to show off.

  "Invest 100 million, half for each of us, and we'll bet on the box office."

  Anton crossed his arms and looked at Tony Stark confidently: "If we make money, I'll win. If we lose, I'll be your follower, working like a cow and a horse, carrying your bag behind you, and I can even call you daddy."

  "Although I know you're here to cheat me, it doesn't matter!"

  Tony laughed: "Just 50 million, I'll play with you, Anton, I look forward to you being my bag-carrying brother."

  Suddenly, he changed the subject: "But, I never do business at a loss!"

  "You say." Anton said calmly.

  "Add one condition!"

  Tony looked Anton up and down: "The box office return rate must be more than 50%, otherwise, you will still lose."

  "No problem."

  Anton agreed immediately, and then said: "What if I win?"

  "If you win, the profits of this movie, including the principal, will be yours, and I won't take a penny." Tony was full of confidence, "In addition, I will hold a party in your name in Los Angeles, and all the girls will be yours!"

  "Deal!"

  Anton smiled.

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