Vol 7 Chapter 71: extra money

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In the dark alley, Kewen easily broke a man's neck.

As the man's body quickly turned to fly ash, Kewen turned his head to look at the top of a building in the distance.

Smiling and waving his hand over there in a farewell gesture, he turned around and disappeared into the alley.

At the top of the tall building, Diana, the Wonder Woman standing on the edge, showed a charming smile, and she was more interested in Cowen.

That's right, Cowen didn't go back to the hotel room with Diana to roll the sheets.

After the two returned to the room that Diana had reserved, they just had some common academic exchanges.

However, Cowen failed to conquer Diana academically.

His little knowledge was only copied from the old man's brain. With that old man's knowledge, how could he be Diana's opponent?

Diana has stayed in the world for hundreds of years, and the knowledge she has acquired is so profound and extensive, which is comparable to the knowledge of an ordinary human being.

Cowen's desire to conquer Diana with that little knowledge is purely delusional.

In addition to various historical knowledge, Kewen has a deep knowledge of theology.

But this also has conflicts.

All of his theological knowledge was obtained by reading some books of Christ and Catholicism when he was bored. After all, he needed to add some knowledge during that time to whitewash his exorcism process.

Therefore, when it comes to the theological legends of the gang of birdmen in heaven, Kewen is conceited and knows a lot.

But the key point is that Diana is a Greek mythology system.

The family is the daughter of the stallion Zeus and believes in the Greek mythology system.

Can Cowen collide with Diana's Greek mythology with the theology of heaven?

It's not about sparking a war of beliefs.

Therefore, in an academic exchange between him and Diana, it can be said that he never gained the upper hand, let alone conquered each other.

So Kewen had to choose a temporary tactical retreat.

Forget it this time, and look for opportunities to completely conquer Diana, the beauty in the future.

As for an excuse for a tactical retreat?

That was the vampire just now.

Kewen pretended to have discovered something suddenly, and then turned into a superhero who guards justice.

He hurriedly bid Diana goodbye and found a random vampire in the city.

No, after dealing with the vampires, Kewen took advantage of the situation to bid farewell to Diana, who was observing on the roof.

Today's encounter is now over.

After impressing Diana even more, Cowen returned to the firm alone.

It's a pity that he is empty around him tonight, so he can only keep the empty bed alone.

…

The next morning, Cowen woke up to Farrah's exclamations.

"God! Is it the end of the world?!"

Farah stood at the door of the bedroom covering her mouth, and exclaimed in amazement: "Boss! You didn't recruit prostitutes last night?!"

"What did you say..."

Kewen was very speechless. After he got up, he changed his clothes instantly, and then reprimanded Farah, who was standing at the door: "The little girl's family, why is her mouth so bad? You even hire prostitutes..."

"Isn't it?" Farah spread her hands disapprovingly: "What's the difference between those female stars who are exchanged by you every night and those who stand on the street? Isn't it all occupations that rely on their bodies to exchange resources?"

Kewen was too lazy to argue with the little girl about this.

He waved his hand to change the subject and asked, "What's the matter? Is there a commission?"

"No."

Farah rolled his eyes slightly, changed the subject and said, "Boss, is your phone out of battery? The president of Marvel called me."

Kewen raised his hand and summoned his cell phone from the bedside table, and when he saw that it was out of power.

Randomly reverse the battery time of the mobile phone back to the fully charged state, and after turning it on, I found that there are several missed call records.

"Got it." He instructed Farah, "Go down and get breakfast."

"There's no more meat." Farah didn't move, but reached out to ask for it: "By the way, add some more fruit."

Kewen looked away from the phone screen.

He looked at Farah amusingly: "Eating meat in the morning?"

Farah nodded as a matter of course: "Otherwise, boss, you can replace it with other ingredients rich in magic."

"I gave you a mouth, right?"

Kewen said angrily, but also took out some ingredients from the planet in space.

"You clean up yourself."

He ignored the pile of ingredients piled under his feet, but walked out of the bedroom and went to the study next to him.

Hearing little girl Farah's complaint, Kewen called the phone number after he came to the study.

"Hi Cowen!"

After the call was connected, Kevin Feige's excited voice sounded: "Good brother! I have prepared the plan and manpower overnight! When are you going to contact the Superman from the Metropolis?"

"I just got up..." Kewen said angrily.

"Of course I'm sorry!"

Kevin Feige smiled slightly: "But you know, this matter is too important to us! Kewen! You are helping, but our Marvel Group is in a life-and-death crisis, so please forgive us. so anxious."

"Okay, look at the good cooperation over the years."

Kewen raised his hand and made himself a cup of spiritual tea out of thin air. After taking a sip to moisten his throat, he said, "I'll contact there later, but Kevin, you still need to deal with a PR in advance."

"You say it!" Kevin Feige said immediately: "Korvin, what else do we need to deal with? You can say it!"

"You have to negotiate with other entertainment companies first."

Kewen took another sip of spiritual tea, and then reminded: "You know I don't want to be disturbed too much, so once Superman becomes your spokesperson, I'm afraid other people will find me one after another."

Kevin Feige responded quickly, and he responded immediately: "Don't worry! Kewen, I'll go say hello to the other groups!"

"I'll put the superman factor on me! Never let other people know it's your credit and let them keep bothering you."

"I will take care of all the troubles!"

"That's good." Kewen said with satisfaction: "In the afternoon, I should be able to ask Superman to call you, and then you can negotiate by yourself."

"Oh, right."

Thinking of something, Cowen specially reminded: "About my agency fee, you also pay Superman together, don't forget to make a confidentiality plan, I don't want any of you to want to do something small, remember, Superman Your true identity is not something you can care about!"

"I understand! I swear!"

Kevin Feige quickly and solemnly responded: "I will prepare a bearer check! I can also provide a bearer account in a Swiss bank! There will never be any risk of Superman revealing his identity!"

"Okay, let's do this first."

Cowen said one last word, then hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, he dialed another number.

The phone rang several times before being answered, and a mature and magnetic female voice rang out: "Quinn?"

"Hi, Ms. Prince, is it an honor to invite you to breakfast?"

"Ah…"

With a chuckle, Diana refused: "Sorry Quinn, I still have work in the afternoon, so I'll be returning to Europe soon."

"Okay, I hope I can have a chance next time."

Kewen said politely: "Oh yes, you can call me Kewen. After all, it's not appropriate for you to keep calling me the queen."

The chuckle sounded again, and Diana agreed without hesitation.

After two more greetings, Kewen ended the call that he knew was not feasible.

He's not a real stallion, he recruits prostitutes every day, bah! Looking for beautiful stars to do sports every day is just to adjust life.

So Cowen didn't have to do a licking dog just to be able to sleep until Diana, it just happened.

Immediately forgetting about Diana, Kewen walked down the first floor, sat down at the table and began to enjoy the breakfast prepared for him by the little maid Farah.

…

Location: A metropolis full of ruins and construction sites.

Time: Around lunchtime.

Under the building of the Daily Planet, Kewen stopped and looked up.

The building in front of me also suffered some damage during the Kryptonian war, and now dozens of builders are repairing it.

At this moment, Kewen suddenly turned his head to look at the city center.

Opening his eyes, he saw an accident on a construction building.

A construction worker, whose protective ropes were not fastened, was falling screaming from a tall building.

However, the victim had just fallen less than 20 meters away, and a blue figure suddenly flew from afar to the front.

Clark, dressed as Superman, shows up just in time.

He easily rescued the construction worker in midair and returned him safely to the ground.

With a soft sound of caution, Clark soared into the sky, and he quickly flew to the edge of the city.

There, a kitten was trapped in a tree, and a little girl was crying and shouting under the tree, constantly calling the cat's name.

Clark arrived quickly, and gently rescued the cat from the tree and put the cat in the hands of the little girl.

Soaring into the sky again, Clark flew to a park and caught a disengaged hydrogen balloon in the air.

Returning the balloon to the little boy on the ground, Clark continued to fly to a burst of adoring cheers.

Next, Clark saves a car accident and stops a robbery in an alley.

He even helped an old man find a lost thing.

In the more than ten minutes Kewen paid attention to, Clark's figure kept traveling around the city, doing one good thing after another.

Kewen couldn't help laughing softly, sighing in his heart: "Righteous man..."

"gentlemen?"

At this moment, a female voice called out.

Cowen withdrew his attention and found that the person in front of him was Superman's girlfriend with the title of Man of Steel - Lois Lane.

"Sir, is there anything you need help with?"

Louise didn't know Kewen, she just asked out of her normal kindness: "I see you've been standing here for a long time. I'm a staff member in this building. Can I help you?"

"Thank you." Kewen responded with a smile: "I came to the Metropolis to watch the battlefield. By the way, the mother of a high school classmate asked me to help her son bring some hometown specialties along the way."

"I see."

Louise Lane was not suspicious, she stared at the construction site in the distance and sighed: "To be honest, this is nothing to see, that disaster has no educational significance for us human beings, it is just a disaster that makes a person feel A painful invasion."

"Sorry to tell you this."

Louise Lane smiled apologetically at Cowen, and then asked, "May I ask what your classmate's name is? Maybe I know him."

"Kent, Clark Kent."

Cowen smiled and said, "His mother Martha asked me to drop a package for him, and it is now in the hotel waiting for him to pick it up."

"Clark..."

Louise Lane's eyes fluctuated for a while, she glanced at Kewen quickly, and then smiled: "I happen to know, Clark is a new intern in our newspaper industry, I'll take you in to find him."

"It's work." Kewen smiled and nodded.

"plz follow me."

Louise turned to lead the way, and said at the same time, "But you may have to wait in the hall, because outsiders are forbidden to enter, I will go up and call him for you."

"No problem." Kewen followed behind.

Soon after entering the lobby on the first floor, Louise placed Kewen in the waiting room, and then entered the elevator and went upstairs.

But instead of going upstairs to find someone, she took the elevator directly to the top of the building.

On the helicopter landing platform on the roof, Lois Lane looked up at the sky.

While looking for the figure leaping across the city, she called out loudly, "Superman! Superman!"

coax-

The dull air disturbance sounded, and Clark's figure stopped above the roof in a blink of an eye.

"Louise."

Clark first looked around and found no danger before asking softly, "What happened?"

"No, someone is looking for you."

Louise Lane said solemnly: "He said it was your high school classmate who was entrusted by your mother to bring you hometown specialties. I arranged him in the waiting room downstairs."

Clark was stunned for a moment, then looked at his feet.

Through the perspective eye, he immediately saw Kewen's figure, which made him stunned again.

"Clark!"

Louise Lane continued, "I think he's suspicious."

"what?"

Clark was thinking about why Cowan came, so he was a little lost.

"I mean, that classmate of yours is a little suspicious!"

Louise Lane said worriedly: "I've been to your hometown, I know the standard of living there, sorry, I mean..."

"It's okay." Clark shook his head gently, and said with a smile, "It's a fact, there's nothing to be taboo about."

Louise Lane nodded, and she continued: "Just now, your classmate said that the things were left in the hotel for you to pick up, but judging from the average income of people in your hometown, he shouldn't be so extravagant in living here. Hotel check in!"

"So I suspect that he is an investigator of which country, or a subordinate of which force, in order to investigate the true identity of Superman!"

Hearing this, Clark couldn't help laughing.

He slowly fell to the ground, stood in front of Louise Lane and smiled softly: "Thank you for thinking about me so much, but don't worry, although he is not my classmate, he is also someone I know, and he should be The first person to know who I am."

"What?" Louise Lane was stunned.

"Remember Hollywood?"

Clark smiled and said, "You asked me about the experience of encountering the evil spirit, and he was the one who eliminated the evil spirit."

"That's him?" Louise Lane was taken aback.

Under the support of curiosity, she couldn't help but immediately asked: "Did you let me and your mother go to Hollywood for refuge because he had the ability to fight against your clan?"

"Sorry Louise." Clark shook his head: "I don't know about this. I don't know how strong he is, and I don't understand his abilities, but one thing..."

With a look of recollection, Clark said softly: "When I was fighting with Zod, he was standing in the high sky of the city watching."

"Like waiting to clean up the mess."

"I think he should have the confidence to compete with Zod."

Lois Lane was stunned.

"Don't think about it."

Clark smiled and reassured: "He should be a good person, otherwise the world will not be as quiet as before. Well, I'll go down and have a look first."

"okay…"

Louise Lane recovered a little, then watched Clark pull out his normal clothes from the corner and put it on.

Next, Louise did not go downstairs with Clark.

Because she is still somewhat measured, and can temporarily suppress curiosity.

But this did not prevent her from investigating Kewen's information through other means.

So after Clark took the elevator downstairs, Louise immediately went to the monitoring room. She wanted to get a video of Kewen's appearance so that she could continue to explore later.

the other side.

Clark put on a huge black-framed glasses, and he came to the first floor like an ordinary laborer.

Clang, clang.

Clark politely knocked on the door of the waiting room, smiled and nodded to Cowen, "Sir."

"Oh…"

Kewen smiled and joked: "Have you come back after saving those kittens and puppies?"

This made Clark smile shyly, and then revealed a questioning look.

"I'm here to ask you to do me a favor."

Kewen got up and then said, "Find a convenient place to talk."

"plz follow me."

Clark didn't mean to refuse at all, nodding and leading Kewen into the elevator.

All the way back to the rooftop, Clark, who had just walked out of the door, was suddenly stunned, and turned to look at the construction sites in the city center.

"Wait a minute, sir!"

With a quick notification, Clark instantly changed the Superman shirt and flew away quickly.

Again he rescued a worker who had a construction disaster.

Come back after a few breaths.

Clark nodded apologetically to Cowen: "Sorry sir, the city is being rebuilt recently, and various dangerous accidents are prone to occur frequently."

Kewen waved his hands to indicate that it was okay.

Then he got to the point.

"Clark." Cowen said with a smile, "I'll introduce you to a job that earns extra money."

"Uh, extra money?" Clark hesitated.

"That's right." Kewen pointed to Clark's body: "When you're in love, you can't make yourself so poor, right? Making extra money and dressing yourself up will also allow you to provide more romance to your girlfriend."

"This, sir..." Clark smiled slightly: "Don't make fun of me."

"No big deal."

No longer joking, Cowen explained: "You should watch the movie too, right? Marvel's Avengers know?"

"I know." Clark nodded slightly.

"I wrote those scripts."

"But since you, the real superhero, came out, it has hit those fake superheroes, so it's a lot harder for Marvel Studios today," Cowan said.

"Uh...sorry..." Clark didn't know what to say, so he could only apologize.

Kewen waved his hand indifferently, and continued: "It doesn't involve my interests, I just trade with them in a single transaction, but the old man Stan Lee, who has a good relationship with me, is asking for it, and I can't continue. indifferent."

"What do you want me to do?" Clark asked.

"Just be an endorsement."

Cowen replied: "Look at those comic heroes, who has a more suitable positive meaning and image, and then you help to talk to the Marvel Group about endorsements."

"It can be regarded as encouraging the majority to learn the righteous thoughts of those comic heroes, and also earn some pocket money for yourself."

"This..." Clark hesitated.

"That's it." Kewen said in a vehement manner: "Just attend a simple press conference and say some inspiring speeches and speeches. Don't worry, they will provide the speeches."

"Well, okay..."

Clark is too honest to be a person who knows how to say no.

In addition, Kewen helped him eliminate evil spirits, and together he saved Batman, and especially told him about other Kryptonians.

Therefore, Clark had no choice but to agree with a wry smile to himself.

"Then when am I going?" he asked.

"This afternoon."

Kewen raised his hand as he spoke, and condensed a note on his fingertips.

"This is the call of Kevin Feige, the president of Marvel, and you are in direct contact with him."

Clark took the note and said hesitantly, "Sir... I can give you your contact information..."

"certainly."

Cowen smiled and took out a business card of the firm from his pocket.

Clark immediately took the business card and finally knew Kewen's name.

"Mr. Quinn." He formally greeted Cowen.

"Call me Kewen." Kewen jokingly corrected: "I'm not someone's queen."

Clark smiled.

The topic of endorsement ended here, and Kewen walked to the edge of the roof.

He looked at the center of the city's ruins, looked at the 20,000-year-old Krypton spacecraft and said, "Is it okay to put the spacecraft there?"

"What do you mean?" Clark asked, walking over to Cowen.

"Clark. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Kewen turned his head and glanced at Superman beside him: "You must know that there is an 'evil' side in human nature, once they are allowed to grasp from the Krypton spacecraft What, I'm afraid this world will not be peaceful."

"Sir, you can rest assured."

Clark suddenly said: "The researchers in that spacecraft are not the only one in the United States. All countries have sent research representatives."

"Oh? So that's the case." Kewen nodded. "That's fine. Otherwise, with the American way of doing things, I'm afraid there will be wars all over the world."

Clark shook his head slightly, obviously, he fully agreed with what Cowen said...

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