Superman

Before nightfall, Luke returned to New York.

He still lives in the Tower Suite of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel and has not changed places.

"Next is the asset layout."

For the commercial investment plan, Luke had already sketched the outline in his mind, and he was going to talk to Howard about cooperation in a while, and I believe the other party would definitely be interested.

That Iron Man's father can be said to be proud of spring breeze recently.

As a participant of the Manhattan Project, he entered the White House with Oppenheimer and was commended by the President.

The stock price of Stark Industries under its name has risen all the way.

Of course, this is not the credit of Howard alone.

The current U.S. stock market is different from the era when Buffett fought for eight melts and eight humiliations and made him call himself too little.

After the depression during the Great Depression and the war, the U.S. stock market is like a fountain that has been suppressed for a long time, released to its fullest, and is about to usher in a long-lasting bull market.

When the unstable situation after the war disappeared, the stockbrokers on Wall Street closed their eyes and picked five stocks out of ten to get the price.

If you only want to make money, Luke can calmly lay out and become the most successful businessman after the twentieth century with a precise vision beyond the times—then the script becomes the rebirth of Wall Street, not the Marvel universe.

Wealth and status are icing on the cake for him, not the main purpose.

After all, the five great gods of the universe, the higher beings of the Court of Life, don't care about your worth and official title.

"Just leave it to the hotel staff."

Luke, who returned to the hotel, walked quietly behind Malena.

Looking at the graceful girl who was wearing an apron, she couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth.

"I like to do it myself..."

Marlena, who didn't know beforehand, was startled, turned around and saw the familiar face, and smiled softly.

Like a wife waiting for her husband to return home, carefully helping Luke take off his military jacket.

These days, busy with official duties, waiting for honors, and preparations for SHIELD, the two have not seen each other for a while.

"Just made the mushroom soup, I asked the room service to bring some more staples."

Malena was wearing a beige floral skirt, a pair of flat heels stepped on her feet, her long black seaweed hair was rolled up high, revealing a sense of home.

"Xhosa said you stay in the hotel all day and never want to go out. That's not good."

Luke put his arms around Malena's plump waist. This glamorous woman who came to New York from Sicily has a completely different personality from Carter.

The female agent is independent and self-reliant, always trying to prove her ability.

And Malena is a typical little woman, home style.

I only want to have a solid support that can give myself enough security, and I never ask for anything else.

Luke sometimes enjoys this feeling of being relied upon, so he often spends the night at Marlena.

"I read books, listen to the radio, and occasionally go for a walk in the garden below."

Malena retorted, a fascinating look at the corners of her eyes.

Luke glanced at the magazines on the table, mostly about cooking and flower arrangements.

"It's not good to ask Xhosa to introduce a reliable real estate agent to stay in a hotel."

Luke put the plan to buy a real estate on his agenda. He traveled back and forth between Washington, DC and New York, and had no exorbitant requirements for accommodation.

But Malena is different, long-term expectation will inevitably feel depressed at Waldorf.

Moreover, as a traveler of a foodie celestial dynasty, buying a house should be the top priority engraved deep in the soul.

"Mr. Alessandro is usually very busy, so don't bother him with this little matter."

Malena came with a tempting mushroom soup, and she could see that her craftsmanship was very good.

The mellow and thick cream, sliced ​​mushrooms, scattered corn kernels, and bacon diced are really appetizing.

"Trust me, he will be happy."

Luke remembered the mafia leader. The first thing he did after meeting him was to give himself a woman.

This shows that the other party can be regarded as an experienced senior person in terms of pleasing the powerful.

It takes a little effort to win the favor of a major general, which is a good thing many people can't ask for.

"I will mark you later."

Luke recently used the template of the magical superman to master a new skill that can give a spiritual imprint to a specific person.

Just like in the next studio, if you want to find a shortcut to Superman, you just leave Louise Lane downstairs.

Even in Washington, DC, if anything happens to Malena, he will come over as soon as possible.

However, it is unlikely that the above situation will happen. If Hydra or the Hellfire Club dare to go to New York to do something, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out.

Luke is happy to let them experience what is called an iron fist of justice!

"Eat first, it's almost cold."

Malena twitched her hair, waiting expectantly for evaluation.

It didn't take long for the room service to push the dining car to deliver all kinds of main dishes.

There are foie gras and lamb leg, as well as a raw oyster, with a vegetable salad.

Luke began to feast on, enjoying the delightful experience of the sumptuous cuisine.

The stellar energy can support daily consumption, but it can't satisfy his appetite.

"Mr. Alessandro said he wants to see you."

When Luke finished his lunch, Malena said smoothly while clearing the table.

The mafia leader who came to the North American continent from Sicily and took a group of family members across the oceans is said to have established a firm foothold in New York.

Luke asked Uncle Frank to introduce Alessandro to the Irish gang, and with a major general behind him as a protective umbrella, the New York Police Department turned a blind eye to the Italian gang.

Alessandro is also very smart. He didn't intend to grab business with his compatriots or Irish people. He would not touch the lucrative business of smuggling and contraband.

Instead, they took a different approach and started gray industries, such as spinach and money laundering.

Several underground casinos have been opened in one effort. Recently, business has been booming and gradually gained a reputation in Lower Manhattan.

"Is there a problem?"

Luke lay on the sofa, squinting slightly.

If not necessary, he did not want to have too much contact with Alessandro's gang.

Since the end of the war, his status has improved, causing Luke to deal with heavy tasks every day.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is still in preparation, Carter helps manage it.

Mutants can be handed over to Bolivar, just waiting for results.

The most important jobs still come from the White House and the Pentagon, those Capitol Hill politicians who are vying to win over, military officials who come to show their favor and friendship, and some big entrepreneurs who want to invest in themselves.

Entertainment and banquets take up most of the time.

Sometimes the limelight is too strong, which may not be a good thing!

Luke said with emotion.

"Mr. Alessandro, I want to use the name of the family in Sicily and name the Mafia the Corleone family... Of course you have to ask for your consent."

Malena walked over and stretched out her hand to rub Luke's temples with moderate strength and gentle soothing.

She squatted on the edge of the sofa, her plump body, stretched into a wonderful curve.

"This kind of trivial matter doesn't need my permission."

After enjoying the massage for a while, Luke turned his head to look at Malena, and said with fiery eyes: "I just want to taste the dessert after dinner."

Long nights, sleepless sleep, and active physical exercise are the best way to live a healthy life.