[Mission, invite 100 stars to taste Dragon Country cuisine, satisfaction 100/100]
[Mission Accomplished]
[Mission Reward: Aoki Daiki Template]
[Please host claim reward]
The only one who can beat me is myself.
If showing off had levels, Aoki Daiki would definitely be at the top.
Of course, Aoki Daiki had the absolute strength to say such a thing.
His irregular playstyle, high-speed movement, coupled with unmatched physical prowess and unpredictable shooting, directly compensated for the shortcomings of centers being slow and lacking scoring options.
No matter how many people he faced, as long as there was a slight opening, Aoki Daiki could shoot, and there was a possibility of scoring.
This was why he was so difficult to defeat.
Tang Long looked at the Aoki Daiki template with immense joy, feeling a little surreal.
The previous progress was less than ten percent, and today, just by hosting a dinner party, it was achieved.
This truly embodies the saying, "Where there's a will, there's a way," or more accurately, "Sowing seeds with a heavy heart, they may not sprout, but a casual sprinkle of seeds might yield a bountiful harvest."
It was just a sudden whim at the time; with so many sports stars and movie stars, it would be a waste not to invite them. Who would have thought it would turn into such a grand event.
Tang Long put away the panel and looked at the scene before him, with people in swimsuits and long, straight legs swaying. The uninhibited atmosphere of the West combined with a Chinese buffet felt incredibly dreamlike.
"Yao, why doesn't your restaurant have this steamed lobster? I never knew lobsters could be eaten like this."
"Tang, what is Teochew raw marination?"
"I like this one. This roast lamb leg is different from any I've eaten before. The flavor is so unique, but it's incredibly satisfying to eat."
"I can't anymore, I need to control my carbs, Tang, you bad person, why is all this food so delicious?"
The countless questions buzzing around Tang Long made him feel like he was surrounded by the Monk Tang Sanzang from A Chinese Odyssey.
These ignorant folks were like nouveau riche from the countryside, seeing all sorts of cooking techniques for the first time, their eyes wide with amazement. Even Brother Yao was left speechless by their questions.
Originally, Tang Long had only invited a few people.
But these guys had friends, so they invited each other, and in less than an hour, the initial gathering of a few dozen people turned into a party of hundreds.
The attendees were not only sports stars but also top figures from the film and television industry, as well as many financial magnates and business owners who rushed over upon hearing the news, all heading to the temporary villa Tang Long had rented for the party.
There were still significant differences in Eastern and Western tastes.
This difference was similar to the differences between northern and southern Chinese cuisines. Just as some southerners couldn't get used to northern dishes, it wasn't that they disliked all northern dishes. Northerners might not be accustomed to the light flavors of southern food, and not all southern dishes were light. It was actually a matter of personal preference.
It was the same principle as sprinkling cilantro on a dish before serving to enhance the flavor and freshness, but some people found the smell of cilantro repulsive.
With a wide variety of ingredients to choose from, people were bound to find something they liked.
This was also why some foreigners loved hot pot, while others couldn't stand it.
Just like now.
Scarlett loved the Dragon Country's roast lamb leg, while Gal Gadot preferred blanched lobster with the special dipping sauce, and Adam Sandler enjoyed the coconut chicken.
Of course, to ensure everyone was satisfied, Tang Long had also prepared many desserts.
The crystal-clear and fragrant osmanthus cake was a favorite among many girls.
"Tang, Jack is here," Bill Duffy said, approaching Tang Long from the crowd. "He brought a friend along, someone named Maipu, I think."
As he spoke, Bill Duffy pouted. "To be honest, Jack is too shameless. He's trying to bring a friend to scam your money again. I'm telling you, if you're going to invest this time, I have to be present."
"No problem, let's go meet them."
Tang Long took a couple of steps and then suddenly stopped, looking suspiciously at Bill Duffy. "Who did you say Jack brought?"
"Someone named Maipu or something," Bill Duffy shrugged. "Never heard of him. No need to look, I can tell he's a nobody."
If this were a Dragon Country agent, they might even make a pun. Maipu sounded like "meipu" (没谱), meaning unreliable.
But Tang Long knew exactly who this guy was: a top figure in the future investment world, who had invested in Twitter, the American version of Weibo, and many other tech and entertainment industries. His foresight was absolutely cutting-edge.
Tang Long vaguely recalled that when he invested in Twitter, Jack had mentioned this person. Maipu's first investment was invited by another Twitter partner, Williams.
Tang Long's investment was in the second round of financing, where he held 20% of the shares for 10 million, with voting rights but no involvement in the company's daily operations.
"Tang, I like this," Shaquille O'Neal said, holding a skewer of grilled gluten in his left hand and a rack of high-mountain lamb ribs in his right, his face greasy.
Tang Long's eyes lit up. "Shaq, let me introduce you to some friends."
"No problem."
For a sociable person like O'Neal, meeting new friends was always a pleasant affair.
Soon, Tang Long and O'Neal met Jack and Maipu beside him.
"Tang, let me introduce you to another one of our investors."
Just as Jack was about to introduce Maipu to Tang Long, he saw Shaquille O'Neal standing nearby.
There were many famous stars in the NBA, but when it came to pranksters and fun-loving players, O'Neal was definitely number one.
If he announced the creation of a social media account on Twitter, it would surely attract countless followers.
"Tang, is there something wrong with your friend?" O'Neal asked Tang Long in a low voice, his face darkened.
Jack's gaze towards O'Neal was too ambiguous, making Shaq O'Neal uncomfortable, even though Jack was a full head shorter than him.
"It's a misunderstanding. This guy probably hasn't seen a big star like you before."
"Really?" O'Neal was delighted.
If the conversation continued like this, it would be incredibly fun.
"Tang, Maipu just established an investment fund. He wants to know if you're interested."
"Well, that's a tricky one..."
Before Tang Long could answer, O'Neal interjected, "Tang, when it comes to investments, I advise you to consult a professional."
These investment funds often liked to bring in sports stars because most athletes had limited education, earned money easily, and lived lavishly. With a moment of impulsiveness, their hard-earned money could be swindled away by these guys. Many athletes, despite their extravagant lifestyles, could still manage to save some money, but their investments rarely turned a profit.
"Shaq, you've misunderstood..." Jack was embarrassed, clearly O'Neal had misunderstood Maipu.
However, Tang Long was touched by O'Neal's reminder, as Shaq didn't have the benefit of hindsight.