Chapter 110 Damage Control Bureau and Ferdinand’s Brother-in-law
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Adrian Toomes is directing his colleagues to clean up the wreckage of the New York battle.
Those Chitauri warships fell down neatly, but it made the ordinary people suffer. Their homes were gone and they had no place to reason.
Chitauri technology is harder than this world's technology, and is particularly difficult to clean.
Adrian is a gambler. He sees the opportunity and takes the initiative to sign a contract with the city government.
I mortgaged my house, purchased a truck and hired a crew to take over the cleanup.
But he never expected that just when he and his co-workers were in full swing, preparing to move towards a better tomorrow with their hands and hard work, someone would come and pour cold water on him.
"Everyone, please pay attention!"
A middle-aged white-haired woman walked into Adrian's place of work with a group of white hats.
They are menacing and you can tell at a glance that they are not easy to deal with.
"According to Executive Order 396b, all post-war cleanup work now falls under our management." The white-haired woman looked at Adrian, "Thank you for your service, leave this to us."
Adrian looked confused, "Who are you?"
The other person said: "Professionals."
Was he really confused? He signed a contract with the city government, and now someone walked in and told him he was unemployed?
"Look, I signed a contract with the city to clean up this mess, so..."
Before he could finish his words, the white-haired woman said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Toombs, but we are taking over all the cleanup work now."
One sentence killed Adrian's work, and the woman continued: "Please hand over all the alien objects you have collected, or we will sue you."
"Ma'am, I should..."
The woman didn't want to pay attention to Adrian, and after announcing, she was ready to leave.
Adrian hurriedly caught up and begged; "Please, don't go, ma'am."
He has put all his wealth here, and it is impossible for him to stop working and lose his job for no reason.
"I purchased these trucks specifically for this cleanup and I also hired a team of people who all had families to support."
"I also have a family to support," he tried to let the woman know how difficult it was for him. This job was gone, not only himself, but also a group of people under him. "All my belongings are staked on this. I will Lose the house."
"Sorry, sir, there's nothing I can do."
He underestimated the ruthlessness of these people and even broke the contract lightly.
This made Adrian very angry, and there was a fire in his heart.
The man in a white hat and suit who took over the work said sarcastically: "Maybe next time, don't overestimate your capabilities."
This moment ignited Adrian's anger, "What did you say?"
He couldn't hold back his anger and punched the man in the face.
As the crowd took over the work, someone immediately pulled out a weapon and aimed it at Adrian.
This sobered up the angry Adrian as if cold water had been poured on his head.
Looking at those gun muzzles, even though he was angry, there was nothing he could do.
How do ordinary people fight against those big guys?
The white-haired woman asked the group of people to put down their guns, walked out and said calmly: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can go to my superior."
"Who is your superior?"
Adrian laughed angrily.
But after all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs.
"Di Di-"
A big truck honked its horn outside.
After no one responded to him, the driver inside walked out.
"Adrian, what are you doing? Move the car outside, I can't get through!"
Cursing, he walked into the door and paused when he saw the scene inside.
"Ferdinand." Adrian was feeling frustrated when he saw an acquaintance coming to the door.
During this time he was cleaning up these alien debris, while Ferdinand was on the other side.
They are not owned by the government and are a private company.
Originally, Taran Industries didn't plan to eat them all, so they agreed on a good position with Adrian and one person would be responsible for one side.
Ferdinand came angrily and was stunned when he saw this tense scene.
"What happened?" He and Adrian had a good relationship.
Adrian's wife and Ferdinand are somewhat related to each other, so they can be called cousins.
Adrian said angrily: "I don't know, they are here to drive me out and make me lose my job!"
The white-haired woman noticed Ferdinand and said with the same indifference: "According to Executive Order 396b, the Damage Control Bureau will take over the post-war cleanup work."
She stared at Ferdinand, "You are another person from the cleanup company. All alien debris must be handed over."
"What?" Ferdinand was stunned, "Wait a minute, I need to call my boss and ask."
He turned around and called in a hurry, "Boss, we've been fired."
On the other end of the phone, John had just come out of the laboratory where he had been working for half a month.
When he picked up the phone, he was stunned.
Fired?
I?
Who fired me?
In this world, besides me, who else can fire me?
John was silent for a while, "You'd better organize your language so that I won't deduct your salary."
Ferdinand also realized that what he said seemed wrong.
"For alien debris recovery, there is someone from the Damage Control Bureau who does not allow us to continue working and has to hand in the materials."
Listening to Ferdinand's words, John finally figured out what was going on.
It turns out that there are official organizations that want to prevent private recycling of materials, which is understandable.
Only then did he remember this.
Ferdinand came back from vacation with nothing to do, so he arranged for him to manage Tallan Industries' work of recycling Chitauri weapons.
You should be in trouble now.
In response, John said calmly: "Give her the phone."
Ferdinand was obedient, walked up to the woman and handed over the phone.
"My boss wants to talk to you."
The atmosphere became subtle, and both parties, who were at war with each other just now, looked at the phone.
The same goes for Adrian.
You know that he, the person who signed the contract with the city government, was kicked out. What magical powers does Ferdinand’s boss have?
The white-haired woman answered the phone, "Hello?"
"The person opposite you is recycling on behalf of Tallan Industries. If you have any objections, you can go find your superior. If you dare to stop me, I will ask your superior to find you."
A simple sentence made the white-haired woman stunned.
"who are you?"
"John Wick, okay, hand the phone to my driver."
The white-haired woman handed the phone to Ferdinand, she was still a little stunned.
The name John Wick is no stranger, and her department was originally a department established by Stark Industries and the government.
Don't talk about her, even Tony Stark has to give face to John.
Ferdinand saw the change in the woman's attitude and had a clear understanding of his position as a boss driver.
As a driver, the more famous the boss is, the more respect he has.
Look, no matter who you are, you have to give my boss face!
Thinking of this, he straightened his back and answered the phone.
"In view of what you just said, I will deduct two hundred dollars from your salary."
The proud face fell instantly, and Ferdinand said miserably: "I just spent my salary in Miami."
"That's your business." John said coldly.
Ferdinand was heartbroken.
As soon as Adrian saw that Ferdinand was done with just one phone call, he immediately walked over to his wife-brother, whom he didn't know how far apart he was, and whispered: "Ferdinand, help me, I can't live without this job. I mortgaged my house to the bank. Got a loan."
He played the family card, "Liz is still in school, and I can't let her live a life of sleeping on the street without going to school."
Ferdinand thought about his niece, whom he had no idea how far away from, and his heart softened, and he said to the other end of the phone: "Boss, there are people who have also been cleaned up here, and they have also been expelled."
Adrian fully expected a good outcome.
Hearing this, John said calmly: "We only care about ourselves, Ferdinand."
Adrian came closer and heard these words, and his expression froze.
Ferdinand gave him a helpless look.
Do you really want to sleep on the street?
When he thought of this, Adrian felt sad.
The white-haired woman gave the order ruthlessly, and these guys were also unemployed at this moment.
"Wait!" Ferdinand struggled, and finally said through gritted teeth, "Are you willing to take your people and change the boss?"
Adrian stopped and looked back. Ferdinand seemed to have made a lot of determination and said, "I can let you work with me. It happens that my boss is short of manpower. What do you think, boss?"
The latter sentence was said to the phone.
Ferdinand rarely used his brain to think, and analyzed the pros and cons and said: "Adrian's team is very professional, but our company still lacks manpower in this area."
John thought for a moment and found that the company seemed to be lacking people in this field. He nodded and said, "If that's the case, you can negotiate with him."
Ferdinand's tense face relaxed, revealing his big white teeth, "I'll take care of it, boss."
The phone hangs up.
Ferdinand found his brother-in-law, whom he didn't know how far apart he was, "My boss is willing to accept you and your team."
Adrian said excitedly: "Thank you so much, Ferdinand."
Adrian's team turned into Taran Industries professionals, these were the wreckage that turned into Taran Industries.
Even people from the Damage Control Bureau have no right to take it away.
The job was saved, and a relieved smile appeared on Adrian's face.
arrive home.
When he saw his daughter and wife, he couldn't help but go up and give them a big hug.
Making his wife embarrassed.
"You have a good brother."
Adrian kissed his wife on the cheek, feeling very emotional.
When his wife mentioned before that a distant relative became a driver for a big shot, he didn't take it to heart and even looked down upon her.
I didn’t expect this relationship to be too big.
I don’t know if I have a chance to hug that big shot.
Liz, who is in the same grade as Peter, blinked her eyes, not knowing that her family was almost bankrupt.
...
Those Chitauri warships fell down neatly, but it made the ordinary people suffer. Their homes were gone and they had no place to reason.
Chitauri technology is harder than this world's technology, and is particularly difficult to clean.
Adrian is a gambler. He sees the opportunity and takes the initiative to sign a contract with the city government.
I mortgaged my house, purchased a truck and hired a crew to take over the cleanup.
But he never expected that just when he and his co-workers were in full swing, preparing to move towards a better tomorrow with their hands and hard work, someone would come and pour cold water on him.
"Everyone, please pay attention!"
A middle-aged white-haired woman walked into Adrian's place of work with a group of white hats.
They are menacing and you can tell at a glance that they are not easy to deal with.
"According to Executive Order 396b, all post-war cleanup work now falls under our management." The white-haired woman looked at Adrian, "Thank you for your service, leave this to us."
Adrian looked confused, "Who are you?"
The other person said: "Professionals."
Was he really confused? He signed a contract with the city government, and now someone walked in and told him he was unemployed?
"Look, I signed a contract with the city to clean up this mess, so..."
Before he could finish his words, the white-haired woman said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Toombs, but we are taking over all the cleanup work now."
One sentence killed Adrian's work, and the woman continued: "Please hand over all the alien objects you have collected, or we will sue you."
"Ma'am, I should..."
The woman didn't want to pay attention to Adrian, and after announcing, she was ready to leave.
Adrian hurriedly caught up and begged; "Please, don't go, ma'am."
He has put all his wealth here, and it is impossible for him to stop working and lose his job for no reason.
"I purchased these trucks specifically for this cleanup and I also hired a team of people who all had families to support."
"I also have a family to support," he tried to let the woman know how difficult it was for him. This job was gone, not only himself, but also a group of people under him. "All my belongings are staked on this. I will Lose the house."
"Sorry, sir, there's nothing I can do."
He underestimated the ruthlessness of these people and even broke the contract lightly.
This made Adrian very angry, and there was a fire in his heart.
The man in a white hat and suit who took over the work said sarcastically: "Maybe next time, don't overestimate your capabilities."
This moment ignited Adrian's anger, "What did you say?"
He couldn't hold back his anger and punched the man in the face.
As the crowd took over the work, someone immediately pulled out a weapon and aimed it at Adrian.
This sobered up the angry Adrian as if cold water had been poured on his head.
Looking at those gun muzzles, even though he was angry, there was nothing he could do.
How do ordinary people fight against those big guys?
The white-haired woman asked the group of people to put down their guns, walked out and said calmly: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can go to my superior."
"Who is your superior?"
Adrian laughed angrily.
But after all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs.
"Di Di-"
A big truck honked its horn outside.
After no one responded to him, the driver inside walked out.
"Adrian, what are you doing? Move the car outside, I can't get through!"
Cursing, he walked into the door and paused when he saw the scene inside.
"Ferdinand." Adrian was feeling frustrated when he saw an acquaintance coming to the door.
During this time he was cleaning up these alien debris, while Ferdinand was on the other side.
They are not owned by the government and are a private company.
Originally, Taran Industries didn't plan to eat them all, so they agreed on a good position with Adrian and one person would be responsible for one side.
Ferdinand came angrily and was stunned when he saw this tense scene.
"What happened?" He and Adrian had a good relationship.
Adrian's wife and Ferdinand are somewhat related to each other, so they can be called cousins.
Adrian said angrily: "I don't know, they are here to drive me out and make me lose my job!"
The white-haired woman noticed Ferdinand and said with the same indifference: "According to Executive Order 396b, the Damage Control Bureau will take over the post-war cleanup work."
She stared at Ferdinand, "You are another person from the cleanup company. All alien debris must be handed over."
"What?" Ferdinand was stunned, "Wait a minute, I need to call my boss and ask."
He turned around and called in a hurry, "Boss, we've been fired."
On the other end of the phone, John had just come out of the laboratory where he had been working for half a month.
When he picked up the phone, he was stunned.
Fired?
I?
Who fired me?
In this world, besides me, who else can fire me?
John was silent for a while, "You'd better organize your language so that I won't deduct your salary."
Ferdinand also realized that what he said seemed wrong.
"For alien debris recovery, there is someone from the Damage Control Bureau who does not allow us to continue working and has to hand in the materials."
Listening to Ferdinand's words, John finally figured out what was going on.
It turns out that there are official organizations that want to prevent private recycling of materials, which is understandable.
Only then did he remember this.
Ferdinand came back from vacation with nothing to do, so he arranged for him to manage Tallan Industries' work of recycling Chitauri weapons.
You should be in trouble now.
In response, John said calmly: "Give her the phone."
Ferdinand was obedient, walked up to the woman and handed over the phone.
"My boss wants to talk to you."
The atmosphere became subtle, and both parties, who were at war with each other just now, looked at the phone.
The same goes for Adrian.
You know that he, the person who signed the contract with the city government, was kicked out. What magical powers does Ferdinand’s boss have?
The white-haired woman answered the phone, "Hello?"
"The person opposite you is recycling on behalf of Tallan Industries. If you have any objections, you can go find your superior. If you dare to stop me, I will ask your superior to find you."
A simple sentence made the white-haired woman stunned.
"who are you?"
"John Wick, okay, hand the phone to my driver."
The white-haired woman handed the phone to Ferdinand, she was still a little stunned.
The name John Wick is no stranger, and her department was originally a department established by Stark Industries and the government.
Don't talk about her, even Tony Stark has to give face to John.
Ferdinand saw the change in the woman's attitude and had a clear understanding of his position as a boss driver.
As a driver, the more famous the boss is, the more respect he has.
Look, no matter who you are, you have to give my boss face!
Thinking of this, he straightened his back and answered the phone.
"In view of what you just said, I will deduct two hundred dollars from your salary."
The proud face fell instantly, and Ferdinand said miserably: "I just spent my salary in Miami."
"That's your business." John said coldly.
Ferdinand was heartbroken.
As soon as Adrian saw that Ferdinand was done with just one phone call, he immediately walked over to his wife-brother, whom he didn't know how far apart he was, and whispered: "Ferdinand, help me, I can't live without this job. I mortgaged my house to the bank. Got a loan."
He played the family card, "Liz is still in school, and I can't let her live a life of sleeping on the street without going to school."
Ferdinand thought about his niece, whom he had no idea how far away from, and his heart softened, and he said to the other end of the phone: "Boss, there are people who have also been cleaned up here, and they have also been expelled."
Adrian fully expected a good outcome.
Hearing this, John said calmly: "We only care about ourselves, Ferdinand."
Adrian came closer and heard these words, and his expression froze.
Ferdinand gave him a helpless look.
Do you really want to sleep on the street?
When he thought of this, Adrian felt sad.
The white-haired woman gave the order ruthlessly, and these guys were also unemployed at this moment.
"Wait!" Ferdinand struggled, and finally said through gritted teeth, "Are you willing to take your people and change the boss?"
Adrian stopped and looked back. Ferdinand seemed to have made a lot of determination and said, "I can let you work with me. It happens that my boss is short of manpower. What do you think, boss?"
The latter sentence was said to the phone.
Ferdinand rarely used his brain to think, and analyzed the pros and cons and said: "Adrian's team is very professional, but our company still lacks manpower in this area."
John thought for a moment and found that the company seemed to be lacking people in this field. He nodded and said, "If that's the case, you can negotiate with him."
Ferdinand's tense face relaxed, revealing his big white teeth, "I'll take care of it, boss."
The phone hangs up.
Ferdinand found his brother-in-law, whom he didn't know how far apart he was, "My boss is willing to accept you and your team."
Adrian said excitedly: "Thank you so much, Ferdinand."
Adrian's team turned into Taran Industries professionals, these were the wreckage that turned into Taran Industries.
Even people from the Damage Control Bureau have no right to take it away.
The job was saved, and a relieved smile appeared on Adrian's face.
arrive home.
When he saw his daughter and wife, he couldn't help but go up and give them a big hug.
Making his wife embarrassed.
"You have a good brother."
Adrian kissed his wife on the cheek, feeling very emotional.
When his wife mentioned before that a distant relative became a driver for a big shot, he didn't take it to heart and even looked down upon her.
I didn’t expect this relationship to be too big.
I don’t know if I have a chance to hug that big shot.
Liz, who is in the same grade as Peter, blinked her eyes, not knowing that her family was almost bankrupt.
...
