My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Two days later, in New York, a major metropolis on the East Coast.

Li Fu and Gadot flew through the thick clouds over the east coast and landed at Teterboro Airport.

The wheels rolled over the asphalt road, producing a low rumble.

Li Fu knew that this city that never sleeps was not only a geographical landmark, but also the most famous port in the world.

Tonight's fashion party, named Midnight in Manhattan, is a top-tier business fashion extravaganza.

The hotel's top-floor banquet hall has been completely renovated. Instead of the traditional long tables for formal banquets, it features a visually striking Broadway-style stage design.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the high ceiling, surrounded by vintage velvet booths.

The air was filled with the scent of expensive champagne and a unique aroma that blended desire and hormones.

The background music was deafening; it was a hit song from Justin Timberlake's newly released album "FutureSex/LoveSounds," and the intense rhythm made the floor tremble slightly.

In the center of the stage, several models dressed in gorgeous lingerie and feather shawls are dancing to music.

This is typical of the aesthetic style of Victoria's Secret's golden age, which is extremely luxurious and sexy, and displays the curves of the body without any concealment.

"Many celebrities will be here tonight."

Gadot stood in front of the huge floor-length mirror, checking her makeup one last time.

To match the theme of the evening, she chose a custom-made dress that blends British retro and punk elements.

The black corset was densely studded with Swarovski crystals, which shimmered with a cold light under the lamp.

The lower body features an exaggerated petticoat paired with layers of black lace, and the feet are adorned with a pair of red-soled high heels studded with jewels.

Her long golden hair was styled into a high bun, her face was painted with the heavy smoky makeup that was typical of the era, and her eyes had a somewhat cold look.

Li Fu sat on the velvet sofa next to her, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, calmly observing her.

He wore a tailored dark gray suit without a tie, the collar slightly open, revealing a glimpse of his muscular chest and a silver necklace.

His style stood out as somewhat simple, even out of place, among the other well-dressed men.

"Which celebrities? Great directors or superstars of the era?" Li Fu stood up, walked behind her, and gently placed his large hand on her waist.

"You'll see when you see it," Gadot took a deep breath and took his arm. "Stay calm. Don't be nervous."

She is, after all, a top model and has experience attending fashion parties.

This was Li Fu's first time attending such an event, and she was a little worried.

"Don't worry! The word 'stage fright' doesn't exist in my dictionary," he said, looking at Gadot and shrugging slightly.

How could he possibly be stage-frightened?

The two stepped out of the elevator and were immediately engulfed by the noise.

This was the rule of Vanity Fair in 2006. In this era, there was no Instagram live stream, no real-time trending topics on Twitter, and the long lenses and tripods in the hands of street photographers were the only source of traffic.

Among the celebrities and dignitaries attending the party, whoever dominates the headlines of the next day's tabloids like Page Six or TMZ will be the real winner of the night.

At the entrance, the red carpet was already surrounded by dozens of paparazzi.

The flashes went off like daylight, and the shutter sounds blended into a dense, continuous cacophony.

"It's Gal Gadot... Look this way."

"Hey handsome, look at the camera, are you Gal Gadot's date?" The reporters' shouts rose and fell.

Gal Gadot skillfully stopped and struck a haughty pose in the center of the red carpet, her chin slightly raised and her eyes gazing dreamily at the camera.

Li Fu put one hand in his pocket and naturally put the other arm around her waist, cooperating with the photoshoot with a blank expression.

Although somewhat reluctant, he knew that these photos would appear on newsstands across the United States tomorrow, becoming the talk of the town.

Once inside the lobby, the noise subsided slightly, but the atmosphere inside became even more lively.

This is an era that rejects being low-key.

Everywhere you look, there are sequins, rhinestones, oversized sunglasses, and exaggerated gold jewelry.

The men wore flashy shirts, while the women, modeled after top socialites like Paris Hilton, championed a mix of Bohemian and high-society styles.

Gadot led Li Fu through the crowd, and every now and then someone would come over with a wine glass to exchange pleasantries.

"That's a rising Hollywood director, and the one next to him is a partner at a hedge fund..." she whispered to Li Fu.

It's clear that even though she's new here, she seems to know quite a few people.

Li Fu nodded slightly, but his eyes were observing his surroundings.

With his keen observation, it wasn't hard for him to notice that everyone here was basically performing; whether it was laughing or flirting, it all had a carefully crafted dramatic feel to it.

Time flew by under the influence of alcohol and music, and when the clock struck eleven, the atmosphere suddenly became even more restless.

The crowd, which had been scattered in various places, began to gather in front of the stage. The DJ cut a slow song and replaced it with a more energetic electronic dance track.

"They're here," Gadot squeezed Li Fu's arm, her eyes sharpening. "The main character has arrived."

The crowd automatically parted to make way, and all the flashes were once again aimed at the stairwell.

Paris Hilton arrived late.

As the absolute "It Girl" of this era, she almost immediately becomes the focus of attention whenever she appears.

She wore a sparkly silver mini-dress, an over-the-top crystal headband, and white-rimmed sunglasses. In her hand was a Motorola flip phone studded with rhinestones, with a pink puppy doll hanging from it.

This was the first time Li Fu had met this pioneering socialite and top fashion icon.

In his previous life, he didn't know much about the Hilton sisters, only their widely circulated romantic escapades.

For example, the "Paris Night" that shocked the world in 2004.

Those born after 00 may not know much about Paris Nights, but in this era, nothing is more sensational than this videotape.

Kim Kardashian, who will become famous in the next few years, can now only be considered Hilton's handbag attendant at best.

Even the videotape incident pales in comparison to the Paris Night.

"One Night in Paris" is a private video filmed in 2001 by Paris Hilton and her ex-boyfriend Rick Solomon, so explicit that even some adult films would shy away from it.

After their breakup, Solomon released and sold the book in 2004, causing a global sensation.

Hilton, the sweet and wealthy heiress, instantly became a household name.

(It's not that female characters will be recruited; please don't misunderstand.)