69novels Chapter 127
Chapter 127
Mercy stood in front of Lex's desk with her head down, trying to make herself appear more docile and well-behaved.
Her beloved boss, Lex.Luther, the decisions he makes are wise and powerful in all matters, except when two people are involved.
One of them is Carl, who has a very high sense of presence but rarely has specific news.Carl, on the other hand, is known around the world as Superman.
The large desktop was covered with newspapers, several small windows of webpages were opened on the computer at the same time, and there were countless holographic projections floating behind Moxie, and all the news and news were related to the same person.
superman.
"Sorry, Boss, all the media is only interested in Superman now, and any news other than that is not within the scope of their headlines." Moxi bite the bullet and opened her mouth, clenched her fingers nervously, He quickly let go and pretended to be nonchalant.
"Even my philanthropic generosity," Lex said, with a icy expression on his face, "I've spent a lot of time trying to solve this problem, and I've spent hundreds of millions of dollars on it, just for a few small, like-minded wishes Fill out the form—the media is not interested in such big news anymore, is it?"
Mercy was afraid to remind his boss that he could just turn the page to see the coverage of his acts of kindness, just below the front-page feature on Superman.
And his act of helping Jacqueline's family realize their wish was not without any repercussions.
All the reports related to this matter are full of praise words of restraint and calmness. Compared with those words that praise Superman so much that they can be called fanatical, they seem a bit cold, but fanatic emotions always exist for a short time.
Now people are focusing on superman because superman has just appeared in the world for a short time, once people get used to superman's behavior, get used to superman's rescue operation, and the news of being linked to the Lex group will come back to the best location, and people will revisit them, as they have in the past.
Things will get back to normal.
"I'll do my best to promote the media that doesn't care about Superman," Mercy said.
Even though both people present knew that all the well-known media were pursuing Superman unilaterally.
"Don't put your mind on this matter anymore, Mossy, I have my own arrangements." Lex shook his head, scanning the endless news and the different pictures published in each newspaper, with a hint of Sneaky smile, "This thing isn't for nothing for us. All interest is on Superman, and Superman brings a carnival, and nobody cares about the economy, nobody cares about politics, nobody cares about the Concerned about the tense situation in Afghanistan, and the war that is close at hand."
Mercy had wisely kept silent on such a sensitive subject.
The boss doesn't hide anything from her. There are many people who are far more capable than Moxie, but no one can match Moxie's meekness and loyalty, and no one knows when to agree and when to be quiet like Moxie.
"I heard that Stark Corporation has recently sold the latest model of missiles. As a representative of the company, Stark Jr. will go to Afghanistan to conduct the latest military exercises for the government garrison. Keep an eye on this matter, Moses ,do not let me down."
"Yes, boss." Moxi said immediately, and exited the boss's huge office as if amnesty.
She certainly doesn't care what the boss who doesn't work at all shuts herself in the office every day. Anyway, no matter what the boss is doing, her workload has never decreased.
In comparison, Rao had a much better life than Moses.
There is also a boss who doesn't do his job properly but is very good at spending money on side jobs. Moxi needs to handle most of the key affairs of the entire company alone, but Rao only needs to do a few things that Alexander specially selected for him.
However, he himself did not realize the preferential treatment he received.
Karl has been going out early and coming back late for several days in recent days. He no longer hides his figure when helping others, no longer deliberately avoids the crowd, and his workload has not increased. However, Rao, who lives under the same roof as Karl, is very happy. Clearly, Carl has been getting more and more tired these days.
He wasn't very good at comforting people, and he had no idea why Karl was always unhappy.
So he said another thing: "Carl, when is the movie going to start?"
"You mean Captain America, or Agent Carter, or Cat and Mouse, or something else?"
"The two movies you wanted me to be in."
"I haven't found a suitable female lead yet." Carl sighed exaggeratedly, turned over on the sofa, took off his glasses, and threw them aside casually, "Actually, I already have a suitable candidate, but I didn't Think about how to tell her. She is not an actress, and I don’t think her acting skills are very good. I just think her temperament is very suitable, and her appearance is also very suitable. She can play her true colors in the movie I want to make .”
"Go ask for her contact information and invite her directly?" Rao encouraged Carl, "Go boss, I bet it's okay, no matter who this lucky lady is, she will definitely not refuse your invitation. "
"She's a mercenary."
Rao pulled his eyes out of the computer screen, showing a look of surprise.
"And they're not from Earth."
Rao's hand also left the keyboard.
"I think she has some strange purpose for me."
Rao raised his eyebrows.
He put his fingers on his lips and rubbed them unconsciously. This small movement did not delay his speech at all: "Strange purpose? Sorry, sir, what kind of strange purpose is it?"
"No matter which aspect, her purpose has nothing to do with the romantic relationship." Karl denied Rao's fantasy.
He knows how people behave when they are "sexually interested" in him. People have never been able to hide it from him. Identify these.
"Come on, boss, is it a bad thing to have a wonderful relationship?"
Lao Suo didn't work at all. He closed the computer with a snap, ran to Karl, and sat down on the coffee table opposite him. It seemed that he was determined to persuade Karl.
"I have," Carl said lazily.
"'Dating' and 'in love' are two different things." Of course, Rao read Carl's Facebook, and he himself registered a Facebook account, "The status of 'Dating' is the default date, both parties can date several people at the same time Yes, Carl, don't think it's easy—well, well, you're easy, but I don't like you."
"Hmm." Carl replied vaguely.
It is normal for Rao to dislike him and Lex. If Rao thinks that they can always be harmonious and happy together, Karl will wonder what is in Rao's mind.
Neither Alexander nor he concealed anything from Rao, so Rao was one of the very few who knew the true face of Lex hiding under his elegant face.
Carl was impressed by the expression of shock and disbelief when he knew that the plane crash was completely controlled by Lex.
This incident also reflects from one aspect how beautiful Lex's disguise is.
Or that's not a disguise at all.
Karl is more inclined to think that Lex is a person with too complicated inner structure. Before the appearance of Superman, the dark side of his soul was hidden, so people see that his heart is for the metropolis, he is enthusiastic about public welfare, and he has nothing to do with it. Unreservedly swaying his wealth, wisdom and goodwill to the public; the appearance of Superman is an opportunity, and Superman arouses Lex's desire for destruction and makes him fall into the abyss.
Rao looked at Karl speechlessly for a while, and realized that Karl didn't intend to listen to his opinion, so he didn't say any more.
"But you did remind me that it's time to have a good talk with my heroine."
Lucia has been left alone by Karl for a long time. Karl knew that Lucia stayed on the earth because of him, but he was not sure about Lucia's purpose and degree of danger, so he never responded.
This unidentified space mercenary didn't actually do anything unnecessary, but her presence still made Karl very vigilant. For some reason, he couldn't hear Lucia's activities.
It was as if Lucia wasn't on Earth at all.
However, when he asked about it, Alexander would always tell him with certainty that Lucia is on Earth and has been active in the film and television industry for so long, and seems to be planning to make another movie, or do something similar matter?
God knows what she was thinking, she acted like she was keen to get to know the famous people, and many of them were really hooked up by her.
Next, Carl had a leisurely life.
His life has always been quite leisurely, and he is the only superhero who has officially appeared, and most of the supervillains are just young people, or they have not encountered the things in their fate that make them go on the path of villains.
Fortunately, these things haven't happened yet, otherwise Carl really doesn't know what to do.
In principle, he would never sit back and watch the tragic events that created villains, but for some reason, he always had such doubts in his heart:
Can I really stop those things from happening?
Can I really change the established "script"?
Not to mention that he thinks too much, these years he has deeply understood the invincibility of "fate", he just can't do anything.
Perhaps the only person in this world who can understand him is Deadpool.
Shh, it's a secret.
But Karl is actually quite, very envious of Deadpool's attitude towards life.
After leaving his house last time, Deadpool wandered around the universe with great powers, retrieved his teleportation belt from the collector, and asked for information along the way, hacking, hacking, and killing. Destroy the enemy, and then suddenly say something strange while the blood and excrement are splattered.
"It's hard for me to understand your thoughts. Seriously, I'm a well-known representative of pornographic anti-heroes, but what makes you think that I have a special preference for these scenes full of shit? Bro bad What's lost is the brain and what's lost is the face, but my tall nose is still so conspicuous and handsome, and its function is perfect, okay?"
He said, taking a deep breath.
You could even see the hot smoke from the heaped corpses rushing into his hooded nostrils.
He let out an unbearable gasp, even through the mask, you can imagine the contented expression on that rotten face full of enjoyment.
Then he turns to you and says seriously, "[Beep——]! That [beep——] smells bad! I don't like it at all!"
Ghosts believe it, you said it in your heart, but you didn't say it out of your mouth, because you know that you will never be able to compare with Deadpool in terms of the ability of talkative and disgusting people.
Of course, most of the time, Deadpool just babbled and talked some rubbish, such as "Do you like how I treat you like this? Do you like it? Do you like the feeling when I stab [beep——] into your [beep——] ?” At the same time, there was a sound of sticky water, collision and cursing caused by fierce struggle.
But occasionally Deadpool's speeches can seem extremely meaningful.
Like now.
"Evil." He said, in the posture of a drunken imperial concubine, twisting her waist and half lying on the killing scene full of corpses, "Because I can break the fourth wall, you people will go to Lago!" Playing around in all kinds of strange derivative worlds, please, brother is also very tired. I just finished killing a group of idiot aliens, let me rest for a while and then deliver the news to you——Okay, okay! I got it!【 Beep—]! Brother, don’t mess with Thanos, that idiot is brother’s rival in love! He can’t touch brother’s ass!”
He stretched out his hand, and solemnly adjusted the virtual "camera" in mid-air, looking at the posture as if to make it face his face.
"What should I say? Oh~" He said this in a twists and turns, and paused for a while, as if he didn't even know how to say it, "Oh——what else can I say? You just like to watch super handsome guys like me suffer? Don’t mind, I don’t care about your poor and stupid little self-esteem at all, but I think you may have some kind of mental illness that makes you like to watch good people being tortured so much..."
"Sales won't lie, guys, I understand you guys! You are a bunch of [beep——] [beep——] [beep——] Damn it, don't muffle the sound anymore!" Deadpool shouted loudly , suddenly stunned, "Oh, so can you say 'fuck'?"
"I'll talk about this topic later... The comic book where Superman died sold enough to go down in history. The people who bought it just wanted to see how Superman was killed. The little boy from the Bat House, yes, is the second one, the last one. The miserable one, the one who was not favored by the front-line bigwigs before and after his death, look at how miserable he died, and how much do you love him after his resurrection?"
“So, [beep—], that’s what happens to comic book characters: You love tragedy, you give generously, so it’s bound to happen.”
"Hush, shh, don't let that guy hear you." Deadpool lowered his voice, and put a hand in front of his lips pretendingly, "That guy may understand what I'm talking about."
He blinked his white blindfolds at the camera.