America's Top Player

Chapter 166 Crazy Party
The next afternoon, Li Ang kept his promise with Didi and went to the party in Long Island, New York.

As the name suggests, the White Party is based on the color white. Since its establishment in the late 90s, it has been cloaked in the guise of "love and charity".

The disguise was identical to that of another New York party animal, Burstein.

Celebrities attending the party were required to wear white attire.

If you forget this in advance, the thoughtful Didi will also prepare it at the party.

There are very few suits in Li Ang's wardrobe, only two or three.

Gay stuff like white suits are even more out of the question.

He simply wore a white tracksuit, the same one he wore when he was crowned the new king and provoked Diddy on the night of the Billboard Awards.

Li Ang rubbed his swollen eye sockets and took out the hair wax, which was rare, to make his hair shiny.

I glanced down the window and said, "Damn paparazzi!"

He hadn't had a good night's sleep in 24 hours.

After the scandal of possessing contraband was exposed, these paparazzi haunted us like ghosts.

After perfecting every detail in front of the mirror, Leon raised the corners of his mouth and called Henry.

Yesterday he promised to take her to one of New York's biggest celebrity parties.

This dandy and neurotic young man dreamed of getting into the deep end of the entertainment industry, so he naturally agreed immediately.

Nowhere is the truth about the entertainment industry closer than at Diddy's parties.

It was just like what the lyrics of Li Ang's masterpiece "Demons" say: "It's incredibly dark."

"Are you ready Henry? It's time for us to go."

"I can't wait! Shxt! I haven't slept all night, I need some stronger medicine!"

Li Ang smiled faintly. "I'll be waiting for you here in Tribeca. Try to be quick. This is the craziest celebrity party on the planet."

Henry let out a weird cry of excitement. "Honeycrab! Can I see Rihanna's taillights?! Is Jennifer Lopez coming? I absolutely love that bitch's taillight swing in the 'On the Floor' music video!"

"Of course. But don't you think Jennifer's age doesn't match yours?"

"No! I just like mature women! I want to call her mom to her face!"

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Henry's nerves became increasingly uncontrollable under the stimulation of drugs.

What he didn't expect was that there were more powerful mysterious items waiting for him at Didi's party.

Half an hour later, Henry arrived at the Tribeca community on time.

His face was pale and bloodless, and he shivered from time to time in the scorching June heat.

"Get in the car." Li Ang said.

"Damn it~ Is there no money in the entertainment industry? You drive this kind of crappy car?" Henry started complaining as soon as he sat in the Porsche 997.

Li Ang gripped the steering wheel, his mind full of other thoughts. "The entertainment industry isn't as easy to make money as politicians."

"Hahaha~ Maybe you're right, my dad makes money from the stock market as easily as picking up money!" Henry was obviously high on the drug and lifted up his father's underwear.

Li Ang was not surprised by this. He had heard that there was an average stock god on Capitol Hill, and even if Buffett came, he would have to bow to him.

With a son like Henry, Charlie was able to hold on to his position as New York State Senator without being caught by his opponents. One has to admire his strong wrist.

If it were another senator, such an abstract thing would have been thrown into Europe long ago.

Maybe I could just make up my mind to create an accident and send him directly to see God.

You can't survive in this cruel ecological environment without being ruthless.

Li Ang lit a cigarette and said earnestly, "Don't mention your father's name to others all the time. It will give those cunning scum who want to defeat your father an excuse to attack him."

"Fuck! Why do I always mention that old man!" Henry protested. "Everyone who knows me knows that everything I have is earned through hard work! Not just the Evans name!"

Yes, yes, yes. Did you get your Ferrari through hard work?

Li Ang wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

It seems that every second-generation rich kid always likes to flaunt his extravagant lifestyle and abundant resources, which have nothing to do with his parents.

If you strip away Henry's second-generation halo, this degenerate drug addict would even be disgusted if he were thrown onto a ranch in Texas to breed cattle.

"Of course you are an independent and strong young man. I am just reminding you out of kindness. Don't cause unnecessary trouble for your father." Li Ang comforted him.

"Hey, Bro, I know you're doing this for my own good." Henry's tone suddenly became sincere. "You know, even though the media keeps trying to tell the public you're a jerk, I know you have a heart of gold and you're a reliable friend!"

“I’m the only one who understands this!!”

The drive lasted over an hour, and Henry had a seizure for over an hour.

Never stopped for a moment.

Diddi’s mansion looks like a white palace, and the shape of the Roman columns is somewhat deliberately imitating the meaning of a white house.

From a distance, the front of the garden was filled with various sports cars and guests dressed in white.

More than ten security guards stopped Li Ang's car. A fat security guard extended his hand and said, "Gentlemen, please show us your invitation."

"No invitation." Leon shook his head. "Can you please tell me my name, Leon Smith?"

"WTF!" The fat security guard shook his head and immediately became alert.

The security guards behind him rushed over quickly. The man who looked like the head of the security guard pointed at the fat security guard and scolded him: "You idiot, you don't even know Mr. Li Ang? He is the most important customer that the boss has told you about!"

He turned his head and quickly switched to a flattering attitude: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Li Ang. Of course you can go in, but the gentleman next to you is..."

"Stop talking nonsense, idiot! Let us in now, I can't wait! Otherwise..." Henry was interrupted by Leon when he was about to rant.

"This is my newly signed singer. He has great potential, and I want him to see what the best party in New York is like."

"This" the security chief was in a dilemma.

Didi once told him that if there was a group of Mexicans around Li Ang, he should notify him immediately.

But the frail pretty boy in front of him was not Mexican, and he did not look dangerous at all.

The poor poisonous insect looked as if it would fall over if poked with a finger.

The security chief reported the situation to Didi over the phone. After hanging up, he said, "Didi welcomes you two. Please get out of the car and cooperate with our simple work."

Body searches are a necessary routine procedure.

Not only that, the security guard also asked for the car keys under the pretext of helping with parking.

It is called parking, but in fact it is a full-scale inspection of the vehicle to ensure that there are no dangerous goods placed in the vehicle.

"No problem, welcome two distinguished guests, please follow me~"

Under the security guard's instructions, Leon and Henry walked into the manor.

"Oh wow! Didi really knows how to enjoy himself. This place is like a miniature White House." Henry exclaimed as he walked. "I've been to the White House, and the lawn there isn't as well manicured as this."

Li Ang was not interested in listening to the young man's nagging.

As soon as he appeared, the guests outside the manor looked at him in shock.

This group of people were all Didi's friends, and seeing Leon here shocked them just like witnessing the President inviting Bin Laden to meet at the White House.

Wherever Li Ang looked, he found many famous people.

Lil Wayne, Kim Kardashian, Usher, and even Sir Lucien Grainge, the legendary president of Universal Music.

Henry suddenly pointed straight ahead and yelled, "James! King James! I don't like this guy, he's far worse than Kobe!"

The excessive volume caught James's attention.

He was just about to come over and argue with this outspoken white boy, but when he saw Li Ang beside him, he immediately retracted his neck.

Pretend you heard nothing.

"Keep your voice down, don't forget what I told you on the way."

After looking around, Leon's eyes fell on New York Police Commissioner McMahon.

He is a frequent visitor to Didi's parties and the immediate superior of the corrupt policeman Tenpenny.

Because of McMahon, Diddy dares to do whatever he wants in the entertainment industry.

After Tupac was shot and killed in 1997, Diddy was quickly cleared of suspicion.

In 1999, he committed a shooting in a nightclub in Manhattan that shocked the entertainment industry and injured three people on the spot.

More than one witness filmed Diddy holding a gun in the nightclub, but he was eventually acquitted.

Newly signed rookie Shane became a scapegoat and was sentenced to ten years in prison.

This is inseparable from McMahon's operation.

After noticing Leon's gaze, McMahon sneered and put on a provocative expression.

At this moment, Didi walked out of the house surrounded by more than 20 bodyguards in white.

The diamond watch on the wrist, the dazzling diamond earrings and the exaggerated aviator sunglasses on the face.
He grabbed everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

Today is a big day for Diddi, a day he has been waiting for for so long.

He skipped the other guests and went straight to Li Ang, "Welcome, Bro, to the craziest party in America."

Then he yelled to all the guests, "Look everyone! Street Coconut Li Ang, the most talented asshole of the century, is here at Diddy's party. Can you believe it?"

The guests were whispering to each other, and except for those in Didi's inner circle, almost no one knew the news in advance.

"Now everyone knows who the true king of the East Coast is~"

"To celebrate this historic moment, have fun everyone, this is the biggest Diddy party ever!"

Diddy originally prepared some more offensive lines, but considering that JAY-Z and Li Ang had not yet reached an agreement on the contract renewal, he chose a relatively decent approach.

He and Li Ang huddled together, as close as a family. "This is your first time attending a party like this, Bro. Let me give you a brief introduction."

"You forgot that I attended one of your parties in Los Angeles before," Li Ang said.

"That's different, there's no comparison at all." Didi shook his head. "The White Party is the real Didi Party!"

In addition to celebrities and wealthy businessmen, those invited to the party were mostly emerging models.

The ratio of men to women is evenly divided.

Most of them are young, with small white wings behind them, serving other guests.

At first, they all entered the party through the connection of the pimp, but soon they were controlled by Didi with various contraband.

Although everyone wears delicate makeup to cover up dry skin.

But the dark yellow and lifeless eyeballs can tell everything.

The position of this group of people with angel wings in the party is: they can be used.

In addition, there were a few young men and women wearing black clothes at the scene.

Diddy described them as the guys "chosen by God and the luckiest tonight."

Once you put on black, it means you have to go all out tonight and satisfy the needs of every guest.

And no matter who makes the request or what method is used, you must never refuse.

Didi gave a mysterious smile and pointed to a girl in black in the front. "This girl's name is Cathy. She's hot, isn't she?"

The more Li Ang looked at her, the more familiar she looked. He immediately recognized Kathy as a third-tier singer who had briefly gained fame with her real-life Cinderella story in "Me & U."

But even such a famous singer wore black clothes that symbolized "sacrifice" at Diddy's party.

Didi let out a harsh laugh, "She's my new girlfriend."

"WTF?" Li Ang stared at Didi in shock, speechless.

He knew Didi was a pervert, but he never thought he was this perverted.

Asking your girlfriend to wear black to a white party?
What an outrageous operation.

But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising, even though Didi tried his best to send a signal to the public that he is a man with normal sexual orientation.

This is just a smokescreen. Many people in the circle know about his special hobby.

No producer or new singer who has worked with him could escape his clutches.

In order to get some of these tough guys to comply, he would even force the producers to produce the accompaniment while watching him take a shower.

"Bro~ Her magic will make you unforgettable for the rest of your life. If you want, don't be polite to me~" Didi stared at Aisha.

The other person's eyes quickly turned away, filled with fear.

He laughed even louder at this scene: "Everything that happened tonight was a blessing to Casey!"

Then, Didi introduced two types of wine at the party.

One is darker in color, which is normal red wine.

"If you're looking for some fun, try these light-colored wines." Diddy picked up a glass filled with champagne-like liquid. "This is the real deal! It allows mortals to reach God's Kingdom without experiencing death!"

Li Ang was just about to respond with a few words when Henry, who had been holding back for a long time, could no longer hold back.

When drug addicts hear about such things, it is like a thirsty fish seeing water.

"Fuck, stop bragging. Is there really such a ruthless person?"

Looking at the young man with a bad tone, Didi scratched his head in confusion, "Who is this kid?"

"This is Henry." Leon raised the corner of his mouth and pulled Henry to his side. "This is a gift for you."

"Gift?"

Didi looked Henry up and down, his eyes seemed to have penetrating power, seeing through him from head to toe.

Although she had dyed her hair into a flamboyant rainbow color and a colorful tattoo on her neck.

But Henry's appearance is indeed outstanding, and he looks like a dark version of Justin Bieber.

"I mean, Henry is God's gift to the New York music scene. He's a genius and he's going to be a leading figure on the East Coast."

"He's struggling with his first album, and if he could get some help from you, the King of New York, maybe things would go much more smoothly."

Leon kept blowing his trumpet in various ways, and Henry became so proud that he lost himself in pride.

"Is that so? I'm always happy to help young people with ideas like this." Diddy's eyes were burning with desire, just like when he saw Bieber.

By eight o'clock in the evening, half of the guests attending the white party had already left.

A number of female singers including Rihanna and Kesha chose to leave.

At this time, Didi came over and hooked his finger at Li Ang mysteriously:
"Come with me Bro."

Then he pointed at Henry and said with a lewd look on his face: "And you kid"

"Is it about to start?" Li Ang followed without hesitation. He realized that the rumored deep party was about to begin.

【Freak off】(Frenzy) only appears in rumors.

Everyone who attended the party declined to discuss details.

If you want to know how extravagant the crazy party is, you have to get a personal invitation from Diddy.

Li Ang followed Didi, passing through one door after another in the mansion, and finally entered a secret room.

Scarlet lights, thick dry ice smoke, and baby oil everywhere.
The air was filled with the smell of chemicals.

Men and women in scantily clad clothes and wearing half-face masks walked through it.

Twisting its body in the red smoke, it seemed as if it was performing some kind of ritual.

The whole scene is filled with an evil atmosphere, very similar to Kubrick's last film, Eyes Wide Shut.

There was a person in the crowd who looked familiar. It was the financial tycoon Burstein who often appeared on the covers of major business magazines in New York.

While dealing with the Quincy Jones incident, Leon learned that Burstein also had some perverted hobbies and was an out-and-out party animal.

He bought a private island in the Caribbean and held mysterious private parties there all year round.

Such a person appeared at Didi's frenzied party, and his purpose was obviously different from that of others.

Others came for fun, but Burstein came for advice.

"Excellent" people are always attracted to each other because they can always find room for improvement in each other.

Didi casually put his arm around a male waiter's neck and ordered in a low voice, "Bow down!"

The young man's eyes were dull as he did as he was told mechanically.

Diddy poured the entire glass of champagne into the waiter's mouth.

A minute later, the man began to mumble in confusion, his eyes rolling around.

The guests around me laughed and held their stomachs, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"There's someone who wants to talk to you. He's been waiting for you for a long time." Under Didi's guidance, Leon passed through the fog created by dry ice and met JAY-Z at the end of the bar.

Didi patted Li Ang's shoulder and said, "You two need to have a good chat. Open your hearts and talk like a family."

Li Ang said nothing, pulled out a chair and sat down next to JAY-Z.

He was prepared for this.

When hearing that he chose to show weakness and reconcile, JAY-Z was probably more excited than Diddy.

These two people are in the same boat. The reconciliation between Li Ang and Didi means choosing to compromise on the issue of contract renewal.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Leon turned to Henry and said, "I want to discuss some business matters. You'd better step aside."

"Didi, you must help me take good care of him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Diddy's eyes almost spurted out sparks, "Don't worry, Bro, I will definitely take good care of him~ Come on, kid, let's go find some fun~"

The wild party was a paradise for Henry. Only when he came here did he realize that his previous way of having fun by taking drugs and racing cars was just playing house.

He had tried several "mysterious drinks" here, and his consciousness was blurred, and his dopamine secretion reached its limit.

He stammered, "Find me something more fun!!!"

"No problem~ There's never a lack of fun at Dad's parties~" As they spoke, the two figures disappeared in the smoke.

JAY-Z, hugging two young women on his left and right, joked: "Why don't you have any girls around you? Is it because the girls here are not to your liking?"

"I still prefer girls who are a little more mature and plump." Li Ang spread his hands.

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.

The corners of JAY-Z's mouth twitched slightly. Isn't his wife Beyoncé that kind of mature and plump woman?

He quickly regained control of his emotions and got straight to the point: "You met with Stringer, and it seems you've already figured out a way out."

"We just met and chatted. Stringer is my friend," said Li Ang.

"Friends? It's hilarious to hear that word coming out of your mouth." JAY-Z sneered, "It's a good thing you just met, otherwise we wouldn't have the chance to sit together and chat like we are now."

"About contract renewal"

Li Ang immediately interrupted: "4000 million signing fee."

"Is money all you care about?" JAY-Z was a little surprised. He didn't expect things to be so simple.

Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem for him.

"What else? I only care about money." Li Ang picked up a glass of wine out of habit, but put it down immediately.

Although Diddy had previously said that the deep red color was normal red wine, he didn't dare to try a single sip of the mysterious liquid here.

"Good, that's great," JAY-Z said. "I've been deceived by you so many times, and I hope this is the last time. Let's have a happy ending."

"I'm already here, there's nothing much to say," said Li Ang.

JAY-Z swayed the red wine in the glass, and the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK.

He believed he had achieved complete victory.

Snapped--

The rough black hand slapped the taillight of the girl next to him, "Money is not a problem! You'd better come to the company tomorrow. I only believe in the contract."

"I have to see the money first." Li Ang's mind was not on this meaningless negotiation at all, so he said casually.

"Greedy guy, but I need to discuss this with Leonard~"

"I'll wait for your good news." After saying that, Li Ang stood up immediately.

Through the smoke, he asked the bartender, "Did you see where Dee Dee went?"

The bartender pointed to the doorway on one side of the bar, and looking along it, there were rows of red rooms.

The house numbers are divided according to the twelve zodiac signs, just like a hotel.

"Good." Li Ang lit a cigarette and started chatting with the bartender, glancing at the red room from time to time.

About an hour later, Diddy came out in a bathrobe.

Immediately afterwards, four or five strong black men walked out of the room.

"Wow, you look like you've had too much fun, man." Leon pretended to meet him by chance at the corner of the corridor. "Where's that kid Henry?"

"He's fine, he just needs to rest." Didi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied look on his face.

"Let's take a break?" Li Ang suddenly lowered his voice. "I hope nothing happens to him."

"Why are you so serious, Bro? He's just a new guy hungry for fame," Diddy said, his face smug. "I'm trying to help him find his feet. Maybe he'll become as famous as Bieber."

"Shxt!!" Leon didn't care what the other party said and rushed into the room that Didi had just entered at the speed of Bolt.

The room number is [Virgo].

Henry lay motionless on the red round bed.

His eyes were unfocused and he was foaming at the mouth.

Red bruises were faintly visible on the body.

Become!

Li Ang was overjoyed and shook Henry's body vigorously:

"Henry! Wake up, kid! What's wrong with you?!"

"Don't touch me, get the hell away from me!" Henry's voice was hoarse and out of breath due to overuse.

"I'm going to kill you damn bastards"

"Fuck, I feel like my whole body is breaking apart."

(End of this chapter)