There was nothing much to say in the official invitation letter from Bruce Wayne. Smart people didn't need to talk too much nonsense when they communicated. Bradro quickly replied to the letter and happily accepted the invitation, saying that he would attend the "business" cocktail party on time.

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On the outskirts of Gotham City, at the main entrance of Wayne Manor, reporters from major TV stations were crowded at the door of the manor, rushing to shoot the scene of luxury cars driving into the manor.

Today's Wayne Manor is particularly lively. The rich man Bruce Wayne invited wealthy businessmen and celebrities from all walks of life who are famous in the country of Hope, and opened his private manor for the first time to carry out business and social activities.

A capable and beautiful female reporter was blocked outside the door by the guards of the manor. She protested angrily: "I know your boss, Mr. Wayne. You can't stop me from going in for an interview just because I didn't get the invitation!"

The guard glanced indifferently at the breastplate hanging by the female reporter and shook his head, "Sorry, Miss Louise Ryan, I'm just done my job. If there is no invitation letter and no man willing to take you in, you can only stay here."

"This lady is with me."

Just as Louise was angrily trying to continue arguing with the guards, a luxury car stopped, and the window rolled down, a bald young man poked his head out and spoke to free her. When the guards saw the bald face, they immediately looked awe-in, pointing at another entrance respectfully and said: "Mr. Luther, please go here with your female companion and enter the manor from the VIP passage."

The female reporter Louise was reluctant to accept Luther's affection and frowned and hesitated. However, this time the Wayne Manor was opened to the public for the first time, and this business reception was prohibited from entering. It was said that Wayne was going to announce a major event at the reception that was related to the future of the Wayne family. In order to grab the first-hand news, he could only compromise helplessly, accepted the kindness of the bald young man, and got into his luxury car.

Seeing that the beautiful women were entrusted with the rich and qualified to enter the manor, other reporters who were blocked at the door of the manor were particularly jealous. There were also many outstanding female reporters trying to stop luxury cars to see if they could try their luck and meet rich people who were willing to take them into the manor.

However, the wishful thinking of these female reporters was all failed. Not to mention whether the rich people who were never short of beautiful women around them could fall in love with their beauty, even if some lustful people were willing to let the female reporter get in the car, they were still stopped by the guards, telling these people that their weight was far less than Lex Luther and they were not qualified to enter the venue with their female companions.

Epril O'Neal is one of the countless lost female reporters. She is a beauty with red hair, petite but convex figure. Although she is wearing a brown and yellow work suit and dressed a little rustic, she exudes a unique youthful charm.

Epril has no connections in the upper class. Her field of expertise is to grab breaking news on the spot. She has not been involved in the fields of finance, finance and wealthy gossip. Seeing that many female reporters who are more beautiful than her are blocked, she guessed that she might not be able to enter the manor this time and could not be able to grab any news points.

At this moment, a luxury car parked beside her. The door of the luxury car opened, and a slightly immature voice came from the car: "You are Apley, a live reporter from New York TV, right? Get in the car, I can take you into the manor."

Epril looked in surprise, but saw a rather strange baby face. He was talking about an Asian-American teenager whose professional qualities as a reporter played a role. After searching in the memory bank, the female reporter exclaimed: "You are the youngest entrepreneur and philanthropist Bradro! How did you know me?"

The beautiful boy smiled and said, "I occasionally watch TV. You often appear in environmental protection themes and reports of caring about the lives of the people at the bottom. I was deeply impressed. To be honest, I admire you very much."

April was quite flattered and hurried back to the interview car to take out the camcorder, throw her photographer away, and jump into the boy's luxury car.

The car drove to the door of the manor, and the guards checked Bradro's invitation letter, also gave him VIP treatment, allowing him to bring his female companion into the venue.

After the luxury car easily passed the level, Splier couldn't help but be surprised and asked: "Are you very familiar with Mr. Wayne? Those who can get the VIP invitation letter have a close relationship with Mr. Wayne, otherwise even if they have a huge net worth, they will not be able to get it."

The boy thought for a while and said, "I'm not familiar with him, so I've only met him once or twice, but my mother has a good relationship with him."

"Why are you willing to help me?" the young female reporter continued to ask curiously: "I don't think it's just because I like to report on environmentally friendly news."

"I heard that you have a good relationship with a few turtles hiding in the New York sewer." The boy admitted: "I have the opportunity to introduce them to me, and I am very interested in them."

Epleyer immediately became alert and asked carefully: "How do you know I know the Tintoise of Ninja Turtles? What do you want to do to them?"

"Don't be nervous, I have no malice towards them, and the purpose of contacting them is entirely out of universal love."

The boy casually said: "If you know me enough, you should know that I am a nature-loving philanthropist. I sponsored the animal protection social change activities that empower animals human rights and established the "Lifeguard Foundation".

But considering that animals want to obtain human rights, the premise is to have a certain degree of wisdom. You cannot make a fuss about saying that cats and dogs are smarter and cuteer than other animals, so they should enjoy human rights. But if cats and dogs can speak like ninja turtles, have the same level of intelligence as humans, can participate in social production, become workers, and form a new intelligent race, then giving them human rights will be operable from a legislative perspective..."

Epril has learned about Bradro's deeds, and knows that he is committed to environmental protection in greening the desert and charity in supporting orphans. He has invested huge donations in this regard and has achieved extraordinary results.

Take recently for example. The Bradro Foundation has planted a large area of ​​dense forests from scratch in the Sahara Desert, which has completely changed the natural environment of the desert. It has been widely reported around the world and is known as the "green miracle".

In terms of supporting orphans, the hardware facilities and teaching capacity of orphanages funded by Bradro are greater than that of many aristocratic schools. The orphans are well cared for. They dare not say that they live happier than many children with both parents, but at least in terms of material conditions, they have surpassed children with average family conditions.

Giving human rights to animals is another controversial universal value, but Bradro actually planned to realize it by first giving animals wisdom and then fighting for human rights to intelligent animals. Epril couldn't tell whether his ideas were crazy or correct.

(A little science is available. The Mutant Ninja Turtles and DC superheroes live in the same world. Batman has also cooperated with the Mutant Ninja Turtles to act.)
Chapter completed!