In America, the winner takes all.

Chapter 200 Young Lion (23)

After returning to Alabama, Ethan immediately caught up on his sleep, and when he woke up full of energy, it was already 05:30 in the afternoon.

Tonight is the day to attend the ΔΚΕ fraternity party.

The first thing Ethan did was go to Ron's apartment and pick him up in the car.

"The party wasn't on campus, it was on the outskirts of Tuscaloosa," Ron said as he put on his seat belt.

"This gathering was personally organized by the leader of the ΔΚΕ University of Alabama chapter, and the gathering was held at his mansion in the suburbs of Tuscaloosa." Ron had a smile on his face.

"Ethan, you arrived at the right time this time. This kind of all-member gathering only happens once a year." Ron's expression was particularly relaxed, and he seemed quite looking forward to it.

"Can you tell me who he is?" Ethan asked.The only thing he was sure of was that the leader was a student, and he knew nothing else.

"I can't reveal his identity yet, but I can guarantee that he is not a cold guy, very easy to contact, and very generous to the brothers in the fraternity." Ron began to talk about the last time he attended a gathering of this kind. All in all, my experience is inseparable from women's routine of eating, drinking and having fun.

Following Ron's guidance, Ethan drove all the way towards the suburbs northwest of Tuscaloosa. The situation on the roadside was not much different from what he had seen before. There was a large expanse of wilderness plus dense green vegetation, but he heard... Ron suddenly shouted.

"You see, it's halfway up the mountain. That's our destination."

Ethan looked around and saw a magnificent European-style building sitting in the mountains in the distance. It looked quite majestic, like a castle or a palace.

If you take the location into account, the market value of this building is still a little lower than Lisa's mansion in Beverly Hills, but if someone really lives here, the cost of living should not be low.But it looks more like a wealthy man's vacation villa.

Although it seemed close at hand, it still took Ethan around half an hour on the winding mountain road.

There are no signs on both sides of the road, and there are no signs of residence along the way. However, the road is very flat, which is in sharp contrast to the old road that was full of potholes when we arrived. It is obvious that this road was built later, and most of it is owned by the building. built by.

Finally, Ethan passed the gate, and there were four or five security personnel stationed at the door. This was true, and there were multiple cameras everywhere. Ethan finally drove around the courtyard for nearly 10 minutes before finally arriving. Parking lot in front of the building.

When he got off the car, Ethan couldn't help but look up. Compared with what he saw from a distance just now, only when standing in front of this building can he truly feel the grandeur.

In front of the building is a fountain with a bronze statue. The white main frame of the building itself is covered with large pieces of glass. A red carpet is extending from the door. On both sides of the red carpet stands a receptionist in a tuxedo, like The butlers in those European castles in the documentary.

Ethan had to take back his previous thoughts. Considering the cost of the building itself and the land price of such a large area of ​​land, the value was already more than Lisa's mansion.

If I had to find a fault, it would be that the building itself is too European-style, which suits the aesthetics of middle-aged people, but is a bit old-fashioned for young people.

Ethan and Ron walked side by side, and Ethan immediately felt that the temperature inside was several degrees higher than that of an ordinary fireplace room.

The temperature seems to be such that even if you take off your clothes, you won't feel cold.

Standing in the corridor, Ron immediately walked to the living room next to him. The time Ethan arrived was neither too early nor too late. There were already seven or eight people gathered in the living room. They were members of the fraternity, and several of them had eaten Ethan's food. suffering.

Just when Ethan wanted to walk over, the waiter stopped him.

"Mr. O'Connor, please come with me."

Ethan looked at Ron and found that he was nodding towards him.

So Ethan followed the waiter and left, walking through the winding and deep corridors, and finally arrived at the third floor.

It was much quieter here than downstairs. The waiter led Ethan to the room at the end and then turned around and left.

Ethan knocked on the door, and soon the door was opened. The person who opened the door was a blond girl. She treated him sincerely, but it was not a shame. After all, she was still wearing black garters.

Ethan was then taken into the grand room, and the first thing he saw was a carpet made of polar bear skin. Looking up along the carpet, he saw a young man having sex with two young girls...

"Sorry, I have guests." The young man had a smile on his face and pointed one of his lips with his finger. Then he stood up and walked out of bed. The man who opened the door earlier immediately transformed into a waiter and covered him with a purple turban. Bathrobe with ΔΚΕ logo embroidered on it.

"You can call me Ryan." He reached out his hand proactively, with a smile on his face.His lips were thin, his nose was high, his face was a little pale, and his steps were a little sloppy, maybe because he was having too much fun.

In terms of handsomeness, although it is not as good as Ethan, it is not far behind.Ethan noticed a big golden cat tied up in the corner behind him.

It's a lion cub.

Seeing that Ethan had no intention of shaking hands with him, Ryan took his hand back with some embarrassment.

"Do you like this little guy?" Ryan waved, and the waitress took the initiative to bring the lion cub over.

From the beginning to the end, she, including the two people on the bed, had no intention of getting dressed, even if there was a stranger standing here.

"Let's talk while walking." Ryan held his pet cat and wanted to put his arm on Ethan's shoulder, but in the end he retracted his hand angrily because of the height difference between the two.

"Lian is your real name?" Ethan took the initiative.

"Of course not. In the fraternity, everyone calls each other by nicknames." Ryan responded with a smile.

He did not take Ethan downstairs, but led Ethan to the room on the third floor.

"The first floor is a gathering place for the public. As for the elite, they will stay in another place, which is the best. As for the group downstairs, we can only see the rest." Ryan's smile became even bigger. .

As he opened the door, melodious and cheerful jazz music came from the room.

A five-member black jazz band was playing in the corner of the room. There were four or five men standing scattered in the room, wearing formal clothes, communicating in twos and threes.

When the door was pushed open, several people turned around and looked at the two of them.

"Did you really invite this bison?" one of them said immediately.

Then several people gathered around and couldn't help but comment on Ethan. Although there was a lot of exclamation in their words, it was just exclamation, as the man just said: This is a bison.

"Sorry, Ethan, my friends are not very polite, but I believe you will understand. After all, not everyone can come in to this party." Ryan patted Ethan on the back and expressed comfort.

Then he noticed the black jazz musicians in the corner, and Ryan immediately frowned and walked towards one of them who was not so "black".

"Stop." Ryan stopped playing.

"You are not purebred at all, you are too white." Ryan snapped his fingers to the waiter standing beside him and asked him to bring a box of decorative charcoal, which is a cosmetic prop.

"Paint all your exposed skin the darkest possible color."

In front of everyone, the performer began to smear his face, and eventually his skin color changed from coffee to dark like the people around him.

"That's right." Ryan nodded, and the waiter immediately gave him a tip.

"Thank you, sir." The man thanked him quickly.

Beside Ethan, the guests were already happy.

Blackface was a common teasing behavior in the early days of America, and was later used by many fraternities to mock black people.

But Ethan felt that the reason why he appeared here was no different from these black jazz musicians.

They are just toys for this group of elites.

But Ethan didn't leave voluntarily, he needed to figure out everything behind it.

So he planned to stay here and see what other tricks these people had...

(End of this chapter)