Daisy in Marvel World

Chapter 220

Daisy put her finger down, the fork returned to the table, and she ended the hint.

"The president is still you. Let James Wesley be the vice president and take over some daily work. I'll go to sleep for a while and call me somewhere."

"Okay, waiter, bring Miss Johnson a towel and quilt." Justin quickly entered the role. Although he didn't ask for his head, he also positioned himself as a dog's leg.

Daisy was at high altitude, and when she flew to California, James Wesley, a former gangster military strategist, took over the job of the vice president. He spent a busy afternoon meeting with senior executives from all aspects of Hammer Military Industry, including Daisy and Justin. With the support of others, coupled with his own ability, the situation was quickly stabilized.

People in Hanmer Military Industry have never had a sense of responsibility as a master, so this kind of lightning change of leadership is not surprising at all.

When he was about to get off work, he received a call, and after some hesitation, he decided to go to the appointment.

As the president of Skye Data and Skye Films, Mr. James' net worth has exceeded tens of millions from various salary income, equity dividends, and gray income. Now that he officially enters Hammer Military Industry, his net worth can double again. However, Daisy is still very generous to her cronies.

Without a bodyguard, he drove a Ford into Hell's Kitchen alone. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar streets, and seeing those eyes of resentment or fear, he had mixed feelings in his heart. How many years has it been since he came back here?It's only been two years, but it feels like a lifetime ago.

Wearing a neat suit and shiny leather shoes, walking on the road full of sewage, he felt that he was out of place with this place.

Pushing open the door of a restaurant, he used to be a frequent visitor to this place, and stayed here even longer than at his own home, but the current interior decoration made him feel a little confused, as if he had walked into a strange place.

Walking down the stairs into the basement, the dim light made him frown slightly, and he was not used to everything. The environment that used to be a matter of course now seemed like torture.

However, he tidied up his suit and gently pushed open the wooden door of the basement.

From the narrow stairs to the dilapidated wooden door, all of this suddenly became clear after the wooden door was pushed open. There is an underground space covering an area of ​​more than 500 square meters, where many gang members are drinking, playing cards and bragging.

When they saw the unfamiliar face of James walking in, some people hurriedly took out their guns, but there was an old man who knew James and stopped his companion's reckless behavior.

This seems to be a big deal, and it's best for them soldiers to pretend not to see it.

"James, my friend!" Wilson Fisk, who was two meters tall and as strong as a thick wall, slowly approached James, with a low voice and a serious expression, arms folded. Zhang Kai gave him a hug.

Jin Bing is emotionally restrained, and his voice has always been thick. It is difficult to judge his likes and dislikes from his external performance.

James is not at all worried that the other party will kill him, because he has always regarded Jin Bin as a friend, and this has never changed. Presumably the other party also thinks the same way.

Their hugs were quite warm, and there was no scene of broken bones, which made the soldiers confused for a while.

Not caring about the views of the miscellaneous soldiers below, they walked into Jin Bing's office, or James's office before.

After two years, James walked into this not-so-large room again, and James had mixed feelings. Kim didn't destroy the layout here, and everything seemed to stay in yesterday.

However, there is another man in the office today. This man is wearing a blue tight combat uniform, white wristbands and white boots. The most striking thing is that this man has a target-like disc on his forehead.

The man leaned against the wall and looked at James for a while. He seemed to think that he was ordinary and didn't see any special talents.

"James, this is Leicester, codenamed Bullseye. Bullseye, this is my best friend James Wesley." Jin introduced the two of them.

James tried to shake hands, but Bullseye didn't look at him, just playing with two cards.

Jin frowned slightly, and he motioned for James to sit down. The two first talked about their old friendship. Jin rarely talked in such a long way, and at the end he was so dry that he had to get to the point.

"Will you come back?" Jin Bing's tone was firm and powerful, without any embellishments.

James is a little uncomfortable with this way of speaking now, and he said a lot more euphemistically: "I still want to continue to prove my worth."

Bullseye on one side "hummed", and threw the card in his hand towards the wooden target in the distance. The card was drawn at a strange angle, and directly pierced the target's throat, with an undisguised threat.

"James is my friend, you are too much." Jin Bin turned back and scolded angrily, with Bullseye lowering his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

"Whenever you are in trouble, you can come to me." Jin made a solemn promise.

He came to James this time not entirely for the sake of reminiscing and wooing, there are more intentions.

Jin thought about the sentence: "I came back from Spain and now I need a lot of weapons. I don't know you..."

James did not refuse his old friend's request. He crossed his fingers on the table, "How much do you want? What kind of weapon do you need?"

"The more the better." Jin didn't know James' current position, he only knew that his subordinates were keeping an eye on him at Hammer Military Industry, and James stayed in the office all afternoon.

"Hehe." Seeing old friends and old bosses coming to him to buy arms, James felt a sense of confusion.

"Fisk." He still used the old address: "Give me a number of people who need to be armed, and I will dispatch a batch of weapons to you."

Even though it's only been an afternoon, James has already mastered a lot of authority of Hammer Military Industry, and it's easy to deploy some weapons.

He thought it was a small matter, but others didn't think so.Bullseye said with a bit of yin and yang, "Don't you need to ask your new boss?"

James has spent most of his life in the gang, and he is not a character to be bullied. Although he is a scumbag, he knows that Jin will not attack him and will protect him, so he is not afraid of bullseye at all.

He sneered: "What weapons do you want to buy? Tomahawk missiles? Or hellfires, sidewinders? Or submarines? These things need Miss Johnson's approval. If not, I can make the decision. If you need it, I can still buy Two armored personnel carriers and armed helicopters are assigned to you within the authority, but I don’t think those things are very useful in the streets and alleys.”

Jin doesn't need missiles, it's too exciting for big shots, and gang fights don't use such extreme weapons.As for the submarine, let alone give it away for nothing, he has no use.

(End of this chapter)