Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 265 New York Winter and Crisis!
The fluttering snowflakes slowly fell on Luo Xia's woolen windbreaker.

It also makes this black jacket look more conspicuous.

Rorschach, with a small can of phantom dust tied to his wrist with a blessing red rope woven by his aunt, was crossing his legs.

Sitting with a straight back at an outdoor table in a cafe.

At this moment, with a peaceful expression, he stared intently at the two men sitting across from him.

The middle-aged man in the purple suit and bright tie was Saul Goodman.

Once the ultimate savior for countless gang organizations around New York City.

Now he has become the head of the legal department of Imperial Heavy Industries.

In the past six months, Karen & Nelson Law Firm, which cooperates with Fudge Nelson, has made a lot of contributions to the sustainable development of Imperial Heavy Industries.

And the other was fiddling with stiff fingers.

A young man who has been chewing gum in his mouth to relieve his tension.

Even Rorschach had heard his name.

Eddie Brock.

A hapless anti-hero who has yet to become a host to the alien parasite 'Venom'.

But now, he is being used by Iron Man David with a high salary and free working hours far exceeding the industry standard.

Unearthed from the Global Daily, it belongs to the head of the Propaganda Department of Imperial Heavy Industries.

"Since the establishment of Imperial Heavy Industries, this is the first time I have met two elites... Sorry, I am relatively shy and shy, and I am not good at speaking. In the past, I like to leave the work scheduling to other people."

A few fingers with no sign of change in their fingertips gently supported Rorschach's face.

He stared at the two men who began to shake their legs and feet non-stop, and said lightly to relieve the cold on their bodies.

The middle-aged man Goodman is indeed an old fritter who plays with the letter of the law.

His reaction speed is obviously more adapted to the social rules than the Brock next to him who just looks burly.

After hearing Rorschach's voice, he hurriedly said with a smile on his face:
"Mr. David has told us that you are the big boss behind the scenes of Imperial Heavy Industries. It is natural and necessary not to like cumbersome things."

However, Goodman did not wait to continue.

Brock, who seemed to have swallowed the gum in his mouth forcibly, frowned slightly.

He asked Rorschach bluntly with a deep voice:

"Boss, did you inform us to come out for coffee in this ghostly weather because there is something we need to deal with?"

"It's nothing too important. It's just that I just finished a major event that is exhausting. I plan to deal with normal business to ease my mood. It just so happens that we can recognize each other's appearance, so that I don't have to look for you in the future. do not know."

There seemed to be a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and Rorschach patted the snowflakes that had accumulated on his shoulders casually.

But the focus of his sight didn't seem to be on the two men opposite him at all.

"Well, if there is any major event, it is that Robert, the CEO of Imperial Heavy Industries, is about to be kicked out."

At this moment, Rorschach who blinked slightly seemed to remember something.

He added to the two people whose subtle expressions on their faces seemed to have gradually stiffened a lot.

"Uh, Big Boss, with all due respect, may I ask you why?"

Brock, who was obviously impatient between his brows, hesitated for a while.

He still asked cautiously to Rorschach whose expression didn't change.

"He didn't make any serious mistakes. It's just that the other party's management style and willingness to work are not in line with the development direction of Imperial Heavy Industries. If this is the case, then he has no choice but to leave without loyalty."

Rorschach with a calm expression lowered his head and thought for a while.

He stared at Brock and said softly.

In fact, this is actually a suggestion given by Iron Man David who has left America and headed to the Pacific Ocean.

This working emperor named Robert is indeed a rare multi-functional management talent.

The development of Imperial Heavy Industries in his hands has indeed achieved considerable results.

Even Rorschach gave him the nickname 'Little Guilliman' after learning about this person's series of classic operations.

However, the other party not only looked down on Mrs. Gao as the leader of the gang empire from the very beginning.

Moreover, he repeatedly had large and small commercial conflicts with Mrs. Gao's subordinates.

If this is just a small incident that happened during the mutual running-in of a team.

Then when the other party changed Iron Man David's order without authorization, and expressed dissatisfaction with Imperial Heavy Industries' mysterious and almost charitable money-spreading behavior.

He even wants to unite with other chaebols to increase the nature of the interests of the financial oligarchs in Imperial Heavy Industries.

The other party who has no loyalty at all has already embarked on a dead end alone.

After all, Imperial Heavy Industries was only established by Iron Man David to cooperate with Rorschach's team to perform various tasks.

And it is only a tool to solve problems that belong to the social level.

"Haha, well, Eddie, we're just a bunch of wage earners. The appointment of the company is not something we can decide. Are you right? Big boss?"

Seeing the current atmosphere is a bit dignified.

Goodman, whose head was covered with snowflakes, let out a chuckle quickly and began to make jokes.

It can be regarded as solving this embarrassing situation for Bullock.

"Okay, we've officially met. I can see that you're both very cold. Let's end today's meeting. You can leave now."

At this moment, Rorschach subconsciously twitched his nose and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, he issued an order to evict the two men sitting across from him.

And heard the words of the big boss.

Goodman and Bullock quickly stood up from the cold seats.

They stomped hard on their legs and feet, which had become stiff from the cold.

After greeting respectfully with Rorschach who was still crossing his legs, he quickly left the range of the coffee shop together.

Not long after, the figures of the two disappeared into the depths of the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

With a much more serious expression, Rorschach picked up a cup of completely cold black coffee in front of him and took a sip.

The thick bitterness that quickly spread on the tip of his tongue and deep in his mouth made him frown uncontrollably.

"Young people, straight black coffee is not an old-fashioned thing that everyone can accept, especially cold black coffee will be even more difficult to swallow."

At this moment, a white-haired old man sat next to another outdoor table in the coffee shop at some unknown time.

Suddenly, he spoke in the direction of Luo Xia.

Rorschach, who squinted his eyes, turned his neck slightly.

He looked the man up and down in a tailored white suit.

A gray mink coat was draped over the shoulders.

A gentleman's cane was held in his bulging palm, and there was even a white-haired old man with a monocle in front of one eye.

"I prefer tea to coffee... are you?"

"Hello, young man, my name is Faust, a retired old man who traveled alone to the American continent."

Hearing Rorschach's slightly puzzled polite inquiry.

The white-haired old man wearing a monocle showed a kind smile on his gentle expression.

"Choosing winter to travel to New York is not a good idea, just pay more attention to safety... Sorry, old man, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, I should go too."

At this moment, Rorschach, with a polite smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, suddenly stood up from his seat.

He lightly patted the shoulder of the windbreaker and the thin snowflakes that fell from the short gray hair.

After politely casually saying something to the white-haired old man, he strode towards the end of the street.

"Hehe, should I say that New York is worthy of being a metropolis? A little guy who seems to have the blood of a werewolf can run around so openly... Old guy, you really should go out and learn more."

After Rorschach's tall figure completely disappeared at the end of the street.

The white-haired old man wearing a monocle subconsciously grinned.

He murmured to himself:

"Since that's the case, let's exercise the muscles and bones that haven't been used for decades, find out that member of the terrorist organization 'Terra Star World Legion', and burn it to ashes!"

"Great Shadow, may your endless will guide my path of exploration."

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There is actually a Doctor Faustus in Marvel, but it belongs to Hydra.

This can be regarded as a suture monster made by the mage villain who synthesized DC.

　
(End of this chapter)