America: I'm causing trouble for environmental organizations

Chapter 42 Night in the Jungle

"I heard that Clarissa's dinner party tonight has hundreds of guests. Oh my god, hahaha, this little girl has really grown up! She can stand on her own now."

"Please don't say that. She still has many areas where she's not mature enough and needs my guidance."

Grosspoint is an old-established golf course called "Country Club".

Clarissa's father, Edward, was strolling on the lawn chatting with a fat man while carrying a golf club.

at this time.

Four days have passed since Meng Ran was fired.

Tonight at 6 PM.

The Jungle Night Charity and Environmental Dinner will be held in the banquet hall here.

But Edward arrived in the morning, ostensibly to play golf, but actually to create an opportunity to meet and chat with Clarissa, who was preparing for the game.

What should we talk about?

We discussed the evening's speaking schedule and prepared speeches.

He hoped that Clarissa would emphasize and thank him, her father, for his guidance during her speech tonight.

At the same time, he was formally invited to speak on stage.

Then, somewhat reluctantly, at his daughter's repeated invitation and surrounded by the crowd, he went on stage to give a speech.

perfect.

This process is absolutely perfect!

The only question now is, where is the Clarissa?

Why is it that even after wandering around the club for ages and deliberately trying to get closer to the banquet staff, I still haven't seen her?

Thinking about this...

He peered again toward the club's gate in the distance, hoping to see his daughter's car come in.

Regrettably.

A car did come in, but it was an old Buick.

Just as he was about to look away in disappointment, he couldn't look away again.

To his surprise, his daughter got out of the old Buick!

Not only that, after getting out of the car, she walked forward chatting and laughing with the young man who was driving, and their behavior even looked somewhat intimate.

"Look, Edward, the star of the night has arrived." The fat man next to him also saw this scene and laughed loudly.

As he laughed, his curiosity returned: "Who's that young man next to her?"

"Her subordinates." Edward instinctively gave this answer without knowing anything about them.

He wanted to ensure that Clarissa was a virgin with no prior romantic experience before marriage. Only then could she gain the favor of Detroit's established elite families.

After receiving this answer, the fat man didn't think much of it.

She even praised, "The members of Clarissa's team have a really good image."

After saying that, he patted Edward's arm and said, "Let's go, we should go and say hello to the environmental leaders."

Edward hesitated.

Clarissa has become increasingly rebellious these days.

Meeting alone is fine, but what if Clarissa makes herself look bad if she goes with her fat friend?

However, the fat man had already started walking forward, and he had no choice but to follow.

It only took two minutes to walk like that.

The two finally arrived at the entrance of the club's banquet hall.

Upon entering, I saw Clarissa explaining her work to someone, and her "male subordinate" who was taking pictures around with a camera.

"Oh~~ Liz, we didn't disturb you, did we?" the fat man shouted as he stepped forward, opening his arms wide.

Upon hearing the sound, Clarissa immediately looked at the fat man, and then a surprised smile instantly bloomed on her face. She quickly stepped forward and hugged the fat man.

"My goodness! Uncle Neil, it's been so many years since I've seen you! How are you doing in Europe?"

"Still the same as always. But you, my little princess, you've become even more beautiful and wiser in the years since I last saw you," Neil praised with a hearty laugh.

They are both fat.

Neil, who's always laughing, is much cuter than that bullfrog Conrad.

Moreover, it's clear that Clarissa and Neil have a really good relationship.

The two chatted for several minutes before Clarissa finally remembered to speak to Edward.

Because of the happy mood brought by Neil, she also enjoyed talking to Edward.

As she was talking, she grabbed Meng Ran's arm and pulled him in front of Edward and Neil.

"Oh, by the way, let me introduce you to my good friend Bane Cole, a very talented man. The success of this event is entirely due to his promotion."

Meng Ran, however, was not intimidated. She first extended her hand to Edward and said, "Hello, Mr. O'Connell, I've often heard Clarissa mention you."

Logically speaking, Meng Ran's behavior was perfectly appropriate, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

As an elder, Edward should at least exchange a few polite words.

But instead of reaching out, he scrutinized Meng Ran's clothes and the camera hanging around his neck with a critical gaze, and said in a haughty manner, "Are you a reporter?"

"No," Meng Ran replied briefly.

Then, ignoring Edward, he turned to Neil and waved.

Edward's face instantly darkened.

Even darker than his face was Clarissa standing next to him.

Just then, a woman's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

"Bane! You damn bastard, I've put in the money and the effort for this project, feeding mosquitoes in the Amazon every day, and you haven't called me once in all these days?"

The group turned their heads in unison at the sound.

But then, at the entrance to the banquet hall, Cyril strode over.

She returned from Brazil last night.

Compared to the last time I saw her.

Her complexion became more rosy, and she looked much fresher than before, with her nouveau riche air greatly reduced.

He finished swearing.

Theron also approached.

Then, her angry expression turned into a smile.

With lightning speed, he wrapped his arms around Meng Ran's neck and then suddenly kissed Meng Ran on the cheek.

During this period, she was incredibly popular, especially in social circles, where she made a huge splash.

Nobody cares what issues she supports or what values ​​she advocates.

All people know is that she became famous.

With this mindset, she excitedly said, "Honestly, you're a genius. My father still can't believe that 20 could accomplish something so big."

"He'd like to have a drink with you and hear your advice on his transition to a green economy?"

"When are you free to come to Toronto with me?"

"..." Listening to her rambling, Meng Ran was completely petrified. Big sister, just talk, don't open your mouth!

"..." Clarissa was also petrified.

She hadn't even kissed Bane on the cheek, how dare she do that?!

Furthermore, his father actually wanted to see Benn?

Would you like to hear Bann's advice on his transition to a green economy?

Shouldn't his father be just like his own father, arrogant and self-important, always thinking he's right?

Thinking of this, Clarissa couldn't help but glance at Edward again.

To be honest, for the first time, Edward's eyes darted away when Clarissa looked at him.

The reason for his avoidance wasn't that complicated; it was simply because Sailon's actions towards Mengran made him misunderstand their relationship.

In other words.

From his perspective at this moment, he had just given "Theron's boyfriend" the cold shoulder.

Theron has no relation to him whatsoever; in fact, she's practically his daughter's sugar daddy. This is certainly a bit undignified and impolite of him to do this.

Chaos.

With Theron's interference, everyone's minds were in a mess.

If we were to ask who was the happiest person present...

That leaves Martin, who came with Theron.

At this moment, looking at Meng Ran's increasingly handsome face, this grandson felt that it was filled with one word—the new tough guy!

Meng Ran, who had been recognized as the "new tough guy," came to his senses.

He coughed lightly, removed Theron's arm, and made an excuse, saying, "I need to go out and shoot some footage. You guys keep going."

"I'll go with you," Theron immediately said.

"You stay here and discuss the dinner arrangements with Clarissa. Study your speech carefully." Meng Ran refused without hesitation, then turned to Martin. "Martin, you come with me."

"OK." Martin naturally had no reason to disagree.

Meng Ran glanced at Clarissa again: "Prepare the banquet well, nothing else matters."

After saying that, he led Martin outside.

Watching the two figures walk further and further away, Fatty Neil couldn't help but rub his chin and say, "Why does he seem like the leader of your team?"

"It's not just a resemblance, he is the leader. From the initial proposal to the execution of the entire project, including the character positioning of me and Clarissa, he handled it all single-handedly," Theron immediately said.

Upon hearing this, Neil looked at Edward in surprise.

Edward had been implying to himself that he was the one who guided Clarissa to complete this project.

Clarissa, on the other hand, stared at Theron with her mouth slightly open.

She had actually wanted to reply like that, but Theron beat her to it.

This moment.

An unprecedented sense of crisis and guilt arose within me!

Within the association, I failed to protect Ben.

Here, I still failed to protect Bane!

Looking back on this period of time, what is the difference between myself and a vampire who is sucking blood from him?

I can't treat him like this!