MAX: If She Agrees, I'm Fine with Anything

Channing family's villa.

"Wow!"

Upon arriving at the scene, Monica and Max both stared blankly.

There's no way around it; women are naturally drawn to sparkly things.

The banquet hall was absolutely dazzling.

"This is how rich people celebrate their birthdays."

Monica sighed.

Her family wasn't poor, and they occasionally had access to high society banquets, but compared to today, there was absolutely no comparison.

"I didn't even know I was going to have a birthday."

MAX couldn't help but complain, "My mom only narrowed down my birthday to within two weeks."

"These are all illusions."

Adam laughed and said, "If you're doing well, every day is your birthday; if you're doing poorly, every day is your death anniversary."

"Well said."

MAX exclaimed in admiration, "Could this be something that great sage from the East Country said again?"

"Yes."

Adam said in a serious tone, "All the philosophical sayings came from the three brothers."

In fact, this was Adam's own experience in his previous life.

In movies and TV dramas, birthdays seem to be the most important thing in the world.

It's like the feeling of 'you only lost a leg, but she missed her birthday party'.

In Adam previous life, Ya had never celebrated his birthday, and his relatives and friends almost never celebrated theirs either, yet he didn't seem to suffer any misfortune.

Often, birthday parties aren't for yourself, but for others to see.

Happiness is always relative; it's all about showing off your happiness!

We all understand!

And the party hosted by Caroline Channing, the eldest daughter of the Channing family, is a typical example.

Unlike a typical birthday party, this was a coming-of-age party.

In other words, Caroline Channing is eighteen years old today, and her family has announced this to all their relatives and friends, marking her official entry into society.

It has a similar feel to the coming-of-age ceremony held for girls in ancient East Country when they turned fifteen.

The richer you are, the more particular you become.

The scale of this coming-of-age ceremony was comparable to that of a wedding.

And much like a wedding, Adam and the others couldn't see the party's star, Caroline Channing, at this Adam. She would be dressed like a princess at the right time, escorted downstairs by her father in front of everyone.

"Excuse me, I'll go say hello."

Peter took Monica's arm and walked away.

In this situation, he has acquaintances he needs to greet.

Are we just going to stand here like idiots?

MAX complained, "I told you I shouldn't have come."

"And now?"

Adam took two glasses of champagne from the passing waiter's tray, handed one to Max, and smiled.

"I'm starting to like it here."

Max is a bit of a drinker, and usually only drinks beer and cocktails. He rarely comes into contact with high-end things like champagne, let alone the very high-end champagne here.

In this setting, Adam hardly knew anyone, but he wasn't in a hurry. He leisurely strolled around the entire venue with Max.

"This year's returns are still fantastic. Martin truly is an investment genius and deserves our trust."

"Yes, outside of Wall Street, the line to Martin's investment fund stretches all the way to Los Angeles. Luckily, we were among the first to join, otherwise, with our funds, we probably wouldn't even be eligible to join now."

"Martin started from scratch and amassed a fortune of tens of billions in just a few decades. He is truly a representative of the American Dream."

"..."

Groups of United States social elites gathered together, discussing investment returns and praising the host, Martin Channing, which Adam found quite amusing.

"Is this Martin that good?"

MAX overheard this and whispered, "Did you put any money in there?"

"No."

Adam shook his head and smiled meaningfully, "I'm not qualified yet."

"That's good."

MAX patted her Big Bear and let out a sigh of relief, "Such a capable person sounds like a fraud. You were right not to invest any money."

"Hehe."

Adam looked at MAX with admiration, said nothing, clinked his wine glass with MAX's, and took a big gulp.

Logically, any social elite in the room should have better insight than MAX, but they were all immersed in the illusion created for them by Martin Channing.

They don't even consider the basic logic: with such a large scale, is it reasonable to maintain such exaggerated growth every year?

In the future, as the illusion and deception created by Martin are exposed, hordes of people will go bankrupt, jump off buildings, and the entire financial world of New York and the United States will be shaken up.

Whose fault is it?

Martin's methods are too sophisticated?

No!

They were just too greedy.

Their eyes were blinded by greed, which made them foolish.

MAX, a 'lower class commoner' who hadn't read many books and was looked down upon by them, instinctively sensed that something was wrong as soon as he heard this.

It has to be said, this is ironic.

Seeing this, MAX tilted his head and happily downed the champagne in his glass.

She understood what Adam meant. This was the first time Adam had looked at her like that. Even though he didn't say a word, the unspoken praise in his eyes spoke volumes.

"I'll do it, you can do whatever you want! It's the same when we get home tonight!"

"Puff!"

The harmonious atmosphere was instantly shattered by the domineering lewd joke, and Adam almost spat out the champagne in his mouth.

Are you sure?

Adam got excited when he heard this.

"Certainly."

MAX boldly declared, "Tonight, I'm yours..."

At this moment, the music in the venue changed, the lights dimmed, and a spotlight shone on the stairwell, drawing everyone's attention there.

A blonde beauty, accompanied by a refined man, slowly walked down the aisle.

"She really is like a princess."

MAX murmured absentmindedly.

"Everyone is a princess, she is, and so are you."

Adam laughed and said, "Maybe you two will become best friends in the future."

"Ha ha..."

MAX was amused and almost burst out laughing, but Adam, with his lightning-fast hand speed, quickly covered his mouth. Nevertheless, he still attracted the attention of many people, including the star of the night Caroline Channing.

Caroline's smile froze as she slowly walked down the steps, but the etiquette she had been taught since childhood made her resist the urge to glare at Max.

"Don't worry about it, darling."

Her father, Martin, felt the pressure on his arm increase and whispered, "Today is your special day."

"I know."

Caroline then recovered and continued to walk down gracefully to the music.

there.

"Sorry."

Max clearly realized she had caused trouble and quickly apologized.

"Fine."

Adam scoffed, "But is it really that funny?"

"You're saying that since I'm also a princess, maybe we can become good friends?"

MAX covered his mouth, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Isn't this funny? It's an absolute joke."

"You should still have dreams, what if they come true?"

Adam laughed.

"What if it works?"

MAX's eyes darted around. "If it really comes true, as long as she agrees, you can do whatever you want, I'm fine with anything!"

"..."

Adam's lips twitched.

"Dislike?"

MAX teased, "Stop pretending, you men love this act the most, but unfortunately, it's impossible."

Are you sure?

Adam couldn't help but say, "I've got it."

"Write it down, write it down."

MAX said nonchalantly, "If I really became best friends with a princess like her, with such a low probability of meeting her, it must be God's will. I wouldn't lose out no matter what."

Adam smiled, and his smile gradually became... radiant...

P. S.: Just one chapter tonight. My back is getting sore from sitting at work and back. I'm going to take a walk tonight and continue tomorrow.