Marvel Administrative Officer

Chapter 89 Iron Man Is Not Yet Born ([-])

Boston.

Sweetie Mary's Pizzeria.

Jack took the pizza, feeling like he must be crazy to miss something so bad.

"Mark, does it always taste like this?"

"I thought you would remember its unique taste." Mark stuffed a piece of pizza into his mouth and said with a smile.

Jack smelled the pizza, but finally chose to put it down,

"To be honest, I'm glad I don't remember the taste, it's a nightmare."

"At the end of 1996, I retired from the Navy SEALs and planned to come to Boston to make a living. At that time, I should only have five dollars or ten dollars in my pocket. It's too long ago, I don't remember much."

"But I always remember the taste." Mark said and picked up another piece of pizza.

Jack spread his hands. For the first time in a long time, Mark told himself about his past.

"I don't quite understand. In fact, John told me that you were a very capable boxer, but you chose to join the army at your peak."

"I don't quite understand the choice I made at the time, but I don't regret it." Mark put down half a piece of pizza and said seriously: "A real person will make many decisions. As long as you don't regret it, it's a beautiful life."

Jack nodded approvingly.

This experience is very similar to his own, who can understand that Jack chose the path of politics in the Marvel world.

The two were immersed in their own memories, silently.

Not long after, a beautiful woman in luxurious clothes walked into Mary's Sweetheart Pizzeria.

She went straight to Jack's table,
"Jack, I think a mature man comes near his house, he should go home and see first."

Jack saw the comer clearly, opened his hands with a grin, and said with a smile:

"Mary, I'm going back to see you."

Mary Murdoch gave him a blank stare, then slapped his hand off, and said coldly, "Come on, Jack, if John hadn't told me, I wouldn't even have known you had returned to Boston."

Jack withdrew his hands resentfully. He originally thought Mary would give him a hug, but obviously he annoyed his beautiful and charming stepmother again.

"How did John know I was back in Boston?"

"Ha, there is nothing in Boston that John Murdoch doesn't know." Mary secretly mocked her husband, and after she finished speaking, she pulled the stool beside Jack and sat on it.

"Okay, Jack, tell me about your troubles!"

"I look like I'm in trouble?"

"Very clear." Mary looked at the pizza on the table and asked, "You like this?"

"Mark likes it." Jack replied honestly.

"Unique taste! Okay, back to the topic, what's your trouble?"

"I want to run for the Clinton district, but I'm trailing Justin Hammer in the polls."

Mary's face was serious, she thought for a while, and said discouragedly: "I can't help you with political matters, but you can go back and ask John, he doesn't have an appointment tonight."

"John? He has a way?" Jack asked in surprise.

"You don't seem to know your father well enough." Mary stood up after speaking, "Okay, come home with me now."

……

Murdoch estate.

Still old fashioned.

The scene of the bulldozer leveling the entire manor rose in Jack's mind, who was still returning home.

This is really scary!

There are still only father John, grandfather Edward and younger brother Henry in the manor.

Jack's stupid half-brother Harvey is still studying at Harvard and hasn't come back.

Since the last time Jack gave up his inheritance rights and got the start-up capital, he hasn't returned here for half a year.Compared with the high spirits at that time, he is a little decadent now after encountering setbacks.

"Go see him, I know he has been paying attention to you, he is waiting for you."

Outside the office, Jenny cheered Jack up.

Jack took a deep breath, let alone, it was really cold, Boston is also quite cold.

Well, Jack pushed open the office door.

At the large desk, John was holding a newspaper.

"Father."

John put down the newspaper, looked at Jack carefully, and then said coldly: "I heard from Snard that you have resigned from the city hall and participated in the election for city council."

"Yes."

Jack felt a little out of breath, and he regretted that he would rather face the angry Hulk than the cold John.

"Well, what difficulties did you encounter."

"I don't quite understand why my approval rating is inferior to Justin Hammer's. He's just a clown." Jack mustered up the courage to express his doubts.

John sneered, he stood up and sat down on the sofa, and then waved his hand to signal Jack, who had been standing all the time, to come and sit down too.

"You think Justin Hammer is a clown."

"Of course, if the Pentagon hadn't stepped in for him, he would have had nothing by now." Jack said proudly.

"It seems that you have seen a lot of the market in New York," John smiled, although the smile was ugly, "but have you realized a problem, no matter how much you look down on Justin Hammer, at least one in ten people in the United States I know him personally,"

"But you, Jack Murdoch, who are you? And who knows you?"

Jack suddenly realized under John's reminder.

But before he had time to say anything, John went on to say:

"In fact, I should have recommended someone to you. Seeing your current situation, I guess you haven't dealt with Raymond yet."

Jack nodded, he thought of that wise old man, if he was there, maybe he wouldn't be so stupid.

"Raymond is an outstanding power broker. If it weren't for his status, he should be an excellent politician. If you want to make a difference, I think he will be your best partner." John continued.

"He rejected me." Jack replied despondently.

"My son, everyone has people and things they care about, and these will also be their weaknesses. If I want to conquer a person, I usually start with his weaknesses."

John is indeed a tycoon in the business world, a few words are like enlightenment, and Jack's thoughts are instantly opened.

"I know what to do." Jack said in a deep voice.

John nodded in satisfaction, and then talked about other things,
"What do you think of the amber wine I gave you?"

"It was delicious and I shared it with Tony Stark."

John smiled, this time with a hearty smile, "I heard that he disappeared in the Middle East. Have you ever thought about buying some Stark Industries stocks at a low price? Now should be the right time."

Jack patted himself on the head fiercely. He actually forgot such an important opportunity to make money, but fortunately, there was still time.

When Tony Stark returns to the United States, he will announce the closure of the weapons department. At that time, the stock price of Stark Industries will be lower, which is the time for him to show his talents.

"Okay, my son, it's time for us to go to dinner."

Jack looked at John in surprise, he seemed a little too "gentle" today.

"Strange?" John became serious again, and he said, "The world has changed, Jack, and maybe you're right."

Autumn is known by the fall of a leaf.

John, one of the few wealthy entrepreneurs in the United States, has foreseen the magnificent era in the future.

(End of this chapter)