Chapter 302: Please Leave

"Okay, I won't pretend, I'm going to have a showdown.

I'm the owner of Dream Company and Nebula Pictures. ”

Edward still didn't change his lazy appearance.

This is a hateful look in Jack's eyes, this bastard has been pulling them into the pit! He's with Doom and them!

Matilda's eyes looked at Edward with more awe, and hatred.

In the eyes of Quicksilver, Pai Huang and others, Edward is a confident performance, and Xiao Nina clapped his hands directly, "He's so handsome, I want to learn ......"

"You can learn something good!" Wanda hated the iron and poked the little girl's head, the person who looked lazy wanted to beat someone!

Emma was silent, she ...... Suddenly feeling like you're being taken advantage of?

Emma restarted the development of things, it was Edward who was bullied before she took the initiative, and as for the follow-up, it was they who provoked step by step, and Edward was forced to take it.

The only strange thing about him is that he didn't stop it, but let it develop, and later let himself leave, which reduced his influence in the incident to the greatest extent and increased his own influence to the greatest extent......

Did he follow the trend?

Emma haunts the idea that she is being used, but she has an inexplicable premonition that this is not the case, and that something she notices but ignores is the key.

But what is it?

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Edward patted his neck lazily in the center of the field, "It seems to be a draw just now, right?" I don't know if I can vote or not. ”

Silence, Martin, Tom and the others smelled a hint of gunpowder, he could mediate, he could expel directly, although it was face-damaging but always left some leeway, but in this case......

"According to the rules, it's okay." Osborne walked to the table not far away, took a glass of champagne, and handed it to the spirit butterfly next to him

"But don't you really think about it? Miss Braddock? ”

Whether to leave some leeway, or to tear the dough.

Young people don't know how high the sky is, but they have to know what it means to do so.

If he doesn't know, let the one who knows decide.

Lingdie chuckled and took the champagne and handed it to Edward, "He's the boss, I don't have a decision. ”

Edward took the champagne and shook it gently, "They put forward the vote first, and there is a beginning and an end." ”

"Don't you really think about it? Mr. Ed? Osborne's eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc.

"Oh, say hello to little Osborne for me, Riot Studios is in my hands now, and it seems that his financing plan is not as attractive as mine." Edward saluted Osborne and took a sip.

The new revenge is endless, and the old is ruthless.

In the rear, someone sighed, someone sneered, someone gasped, and Edward's attitude was already clear.

Osborne smiled like no one, he was not interested in riot, but the little guy at home wanted to operate the company, so he helped out, but he never expected the riot studio to resolutely refuse.

Later, Riot Studios gave a small part of the plan, which made the little guy admire it.

It's not much hatred to say, and his skills are not as good as others, but in the end, he robbed the food in his pot, since Edward has an idea, let's start.

"So, I'll vote for me to stay." Edward shook the empty champagne goblet in the direction of Matilda and the others.

"At the same time."

Matilda and the others were nervous, and if they wanted to kick the master out of the venue, this kind of operation could only be done by crushing the game, and it was impossible to succeed if they were evenly matched, and they were ready to fail.

"Since you all want to kick me out of here, I guess my banquet and I have provoked you to dislike it.

Since the two look at each other, it is better not to be out of sight and out of mind.

Everyone, please leave. ”

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar, and some of the students who were not deeply involved in the world only felt that Edward was happy and hated, and applauded.

But the more mature ones frowned, this is almost a war with half of the capital of New York City, Edward's companies have just been established, the foundation is stable, and now there are too many enemies, after all, it is Edward, not them, who is in trouble.

Even Tom and the others didn't expect Edward to be so decisive.

Is this really a game set up by him and Dum and others, and it has long been concluded that it has not been reached?

"Are you serious?"

"Oh, I forgot." Edward slapped the back of his head and looked at Tom with an apologetic face, "I'm not just talking about the prom, including next door. ”

The noise around is even more noisy, is Edward determined to offend people?

Edward yawned again and added, "If you don't leave, don't you want the security guard to invite you?" ”

The security guards, who had been shouted by Jack again and again but disappeared, appeared one after another at this moment, surrounding the crowd from all directions.

"Dad." Jack grabbed Tom's sleeve, glanced at Matilda unconsciously, and sighed in his heart, obviously about to harvest sweet love and end the long-distance love run, but why, why is this happening?

"What are we going to do?"

If you are kicked out by someone, will you have face if you leave your face behind? Not necessarily.

At the end of the day, they can only go.

"Dad, why don't we call someone." Martin next to him was unconvinced and said, "Call Uncle Turner and them together, isn't it just more than people......"

"Shut up." Old Martin looked at Martin with hatred, he almost decided that this was a game that Edward and Kim had discussed with them, waiting for someone to drill, the small one said that it was a war of victory, and the big one was a signal flare for the alternation of new and old capital.

But he didn't expect his son to take the initiative to get in!

They are all young people, why is the gap so big?!

"Daddy......" Matilda lowered her eyelids, barely daring to look up at the eyes of her best friends.

"Ahem, let's go." Old Matilda sighed and rose first.

His reaction was smoother than anyone else thought, and they all thought that this situation was not as humble as human beings must be, but only old Matilda himself knew, he just didn't care.

What about even the source plan? Can they hold their family's lives under the siege of Hydra? If not, what if this farce loses more face?

The dying man.

Old Matilda walked calmly, passing by Edward, without looking at him.

Matilda bit her lip unwillingly, but she could only lower her head, take the arm of old Matilda, and leave quickly, but the seeds of anger and resentment were hidden in her lowered eyelids.

"Eliza......" Jack called softly, but he didn't dare to chase him out.

"Shut up." Old Tom glared at his son with hatred, and together with Old Martin, he got up with a few unconvinced juniors and left the venue.

For a while, there was a crowd of people.

A group of big people with heads and faces, the bosses and presidents who are common on TV, were driven out by the owner's family like this!

They couldn't help but speed up their pace.

"Step" them take a step, and the hotel's security will take a step closer.

If it is said that driving them out is to tear their faces, then this posture for fear that they will be left behind by their dead skin is to put their faces on the ground and step on them back and forth!

"Haha, I just went home to accompany my son, so I won't stay for a long time." Osborne patted Edward on the shoulder, shook hands with Butterfly, and left in style.

"Win?" Little Nina's voice still didn't converge, and everyone could hear it.

"Win." I don't know who replied, and the venue cheered like a brave man defeating an evil dragon.

Edward, alone, leaned lazily on the table and yawned again, as if it was none of his business, and did not care about the so-called victory.