Chapter 73: Old Enemies Meet on a Narrow Path

"Hey, buddy, I know you," the man who snapped his fingers said in front of Henry. Not content with just speaking, he reached out and took off Henry's sunglasses to confirm the appearance of this 'bodyguard'.

Treated so rudely, Henry had no choice but to get a good look at who the person was.

Even though he didn't know the name, Henry recognized the other party as the college student who had questioned him in the library lounge at Caltech in the same rude manner.

... Hmm, maybe a master's or doctoral student. Who knows? They didn't even have name tags hanging on them.

Recalling the scene back then, anyone who could go head-to-head with Tony Stark face-to-face wouldn't have a status or background that was too bad, right?

At that time, he was just a passerby with no connection, so Henry had bluntly shoved it right in the other guy's face without hesitation.

But this time, old enemies meet on a narrow path again; since he was an employee at the banquet, he certainly couldn't do anything rude to a guest who had been invited. Henry still had that much professional ethics.

So he could only play dumb and say, "How may I help you, Mr.?"

Jia Siding Hammer, who was being embraced on both sides, continued snapping his fingers with the free hand in front of others, saying, "Hey, buddy, no need to pretend not to know me. I remember you, and I remember it very clearly."

"Aren't you very amazing? Any problem, just one look, and anyone with a brain can solve it. So why are you standing here today? Oh~, I get it, you're short on money, right? Could there be any other scenario?"

: Damn it, is this brother, whoever he is, proud of holding a grudge? Otherwise, why emphasize that he remembers it very clearly?

Henry's inner monologue was well restrained and not spoken out. He just tried to shift his gaze, not looking at the rich Young Master in front of him, to avoid his fists really itching.

Jia Siding Hammer, completely unaware of how dangerous his own situation was, continued to provoke the Kryptonian who was desperately holding back his anger.

A small fat man wearing a sports jacket and a baseball cap worn askew noticed the situation here. He immediately dropped the girl beside him and walked over, saying, "Hey, Jia Siding, what's the situation here?"

"No, I just saw a guy I know. You know this guy is a genius; any problem, just let him take a look, and he can give the answer."

"Oh, really?" The small fat man turned his head and said to Henry, "Hey, brother, then why are you doing this kind of work here? Come to my company, I'll give you an annual salary of one hundred thousand dollars. If you perform well, I can even give you a raise."

Jia Siding unhappily pushed the small fat man and said, "Hey, what's going on? Do you know what this guy did? He humiliated me. Now you want to give him a job?"

"Hmm, I think a job paying only one hundred thousand dollars is indeed a humiliation."

"Fuck! Are you serious?"

: Yeah, are you serious!

Henry's heart's thoughts were just like this man named Jia Siding, even though the points the two wanted to roast weren't necessarily the same.

However, this small fat man was also a man who did big things; he understood the distinction in the importance of people very well. Or rather, from the very beginning, his stance was on the side of the man named Jia Siding.

He took out a mobile phone from his jacket, produced in 1990 and full of a sense of the era—a Nokia_Cityman_190.

In this clumsy era where portable phones were dominated by the Black Diamond, the design of this Nokia was quite in line with the fashion sense of urbanites.

But the fat man didn't cherish it at all; he simply flung it backward. A "plop" sound was heard as the phone was thrown into the swimming pool.

The fat man made an exaggeratedly shocked expression and said, "Oh no, something fell into the water. Trouble this Mr. to help me pick it up, okay? That's an electronic product; soaking in water will break it. If you rescue it quickly, maybe it can still be saved."

Although he really wanted to punch a hole through this fat man's face and turn his fat face into a sunken bun face.

But Henry regretfully discovered one thing: according to the briefing before work, helping guests retrieve things accidentally dropped into the swimming pool was indeed within his scope of work.

Although that manager had added a sentence: generally, guests wouldn't be that careless. And in most cases where this situation occurred, it was just playfulness between guests, and they would retrieve the things that fell into the water themselves.

Bodyguards should pay attention to not letting guests drown in there. If someone really couldn't retrieve it, they still had to help, not sit and do nothing. This was to cover all contingencies.

Henry just wanted to ask, what should be done if this job duty is now being abused? Waiting online, urgent!

Without acting immediately, Henry just maintained his initial expressionless look, watching this fat man who seemed to be the host of the banquet.

This small fat man, who looked a bit like a street black man in costume, pretended to be fierce and said, "What are you looking at? Go pick up the thing right now. If it really breaks, I'll make you compensate. Or do you want me to say that magic word? Please! Is that okay?"

This suit on his body was rented. If it got soaked, besides paying expensive cleaning fees, the only option was to buy it. So entering the swimming pool was a major decision.

But Henry still chose to go into the water. Without making any rebuttal, he walked around the person blocking his way with an expressionless face and stood by the edge of the pool. Then he simply stepped straight in, and his whole body fell straight into the swimming pool.

The pool wasn't deep; for an adult standing up, the water reached about waist level. You could swim in this kind of pool, but diving was out of the question.

So Henry didn't think about playing too fancy; he just walked over to where the phone had entered the water. Then he bent down into the water and picked up that expensive Nokia from the bottom of the pool.

Of course, the entire suit was not spared; it was all soaked. Even his own head was a mess. This was because he could confirm the phone's position at the bottom of the pool, so he didn't need to hold his breath and dive into the water to grope around for a long time.

The laughing fat man said by the poolside, "See? Why didn't you do this earlier?"

Seeing the object he wanted to flatter looking very satisfied, the small fat man added, "Jia Siding, if you still want to beat him up, listen to my advice: send him directly to the island."

"What island?" Jia Siding was confused at first, then said, "Could it be the legendary Orgy Island? That kind of big guy isn't suitable, right?"

"Hey, there aren't just entertainment projects on the island. It's just, you know, I can't say too many details outside."

These two thought they had lowered their voices so that the person far away in the swimming pool couldn't hear. Little did they know Henry had already focused his attention on them, hearing every single word clearly.

So when Henry picked up the phone and stood up from inside the swimming pool, he didn't immediately climb up the ladder by the poolside. Instead, he waved the phone at the small fat man and then threw it over the wall!

"Oh no, sorry, my hand slipped." Henry frowned, pouted, and spread his hands, making a helpless, provoking expression.

(End of this chapter)