The bounty hunter of the film and television world

Chapter 110 Five Cent Mission and Meeting Friends
It was already getting late when we left the dance.

In most places of Mi Lijian, before midnight, it was as quiet as a barren mountain.

Camden, where Hunter grew up, was like that.

But in New York, in Manhattan.At this moment, the prosperity of Milijian's super city can be seen at a glance.

The positive sky is full of colorful colors as far as the eye can see.People come and go on the street, just like daytime.

This is a big city, countless people get lost here, and countless people wander here wantonly.

For Hunter, everything in front of him could not leave a trace of emotion in his heart at all.

He walked arm in arm with Tilde, thinking about the development of his career.

This place is not far from the Mandarin Oriental Hotel where the two of them were staying. Hunter wanted to clear his mind, waved his hand and let the hotel car leave on its own, and suggested: "Shall we take a walk back?"

"Okay, dear!" Tilde agreed happily. She had just attended a high-end banquet and met many top celebrities. It was a rare pleasure.

While thinking about it, Hunter said, "I will propose some general development strategies as soon as possible, related to the Internet media industry. I would like to invite you to negotiate with the Norman Osborne Group.

As for the plan I provided, and the shares of Valentine Communications Equipment Company we owned as a bargaining chip. "

"No problem, great, I like these!" Tilde said with great interest.

Next, the two fell silent, each thinking about what they needed to prepare and plan for the future.

When they passed through an alley, in the dark passage, suddenly a staggering man rushed towards him.

The man's face was thin, he looked malnourished, his long curly hair was combed back greasy, and his face was painted with dark makeup.

Although, it seems that because of tears or something else, the makeup is very blurry.

But it can still be seen that it is a clown makeup.The funny clothes on his body, as well as the funny big-toed shoes, also showed this.

Behind him, there is a strong man, like a heavy tank, chasing, "Damn bastard, don't even try to run."

Hunter wanted to be nosy.

However, when the clown ran past him and Tilde, there happened to be a puddle of sewage under his feet.

The clown deliberately slowed down his pace, moved closer to the corner, and walked slowly and cautiously sideways.

The alley was very narrow, and Hunter found it interesting that he looked like this.

A person, even when he was running away, he didn't want to cause trouble for others.How humble is this life?

Hunter is in a good mood today, and Norman's suggestion has broadened his mind.Immediately grabbed the clown's arm and stopped him, "Hey, do you know me?"

The clown froze for a moment, raised his head for a few glances, and shook his head slightly.

Hunter said with a smile, "Oh, I'm a bounty hunter, taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others. Do you have any money on you?"

Tilde wanted to stop, but hesitated for a moment, hugged Hunter's arm tightly, and said nothing.

The clown looked indifferent, like a walking zombie. When he heard this, his eyes lit up slightly. He fumbled in his pocket for a while and took out a five-cent coin. He held it in his hand in frustration, lowered his head and muttered at a loss.

Then, a thick hand appeared in sight, and the coin was taken away. "Very good, I'll take this job."

The clown raised his head slightly in surprise. At first he thought that the tall and strong guy in front of him was planning to take advantage of the situation to rob him.At this moment, he saw that the other party was still smiling brightly, and his eyes were full of clarity.

At this moment, the clown was puzzled.

In the eyes of countless people, his appearance is either mocking, indifference, or ridiculous pity.

But there has never been a kind, a kind of normal look in his eyes that treats himself like all ordinary people.

"Go away, you bastard, do you want to stand up for that ridiculous clown?" A strong man with a fierce face appeared in front of his eyes. He was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, a quarter stronger than Hunter one.

The whole person was fierce, standing in front of him, like a tall iron tower, blocking the already dim street lights, as if the night fell suddenly.

The thin clown looked at Hunter and said, "Sir, let's go. That guy is a famous boxer."

"Honey, be careful!" Tilde was not worried at all. She stepped forward and kissed Hunter on the cheek, then took a few steps back.

Hunter patted the clown's shoulder twice with his big hand, "Hahaha, don't worry, young man! I'm in this business, even if there are a hundred more boxers, I can easily punch one and kill him directly!"

"Fack, you son of a bitch, how dare you challenge a WBC No. [-] boxer."

His answer was a fist as fast as lightning.The poor boxer just raised his right hand, intending to give the little boy in front of him a fierce left uppercut.

But he could only think about it, and with a loud bang, he fell to the ground. After a while, he felt a stinging pain in his left temple, completely lost consciousness, and could not move.

The clown opened his mouth in surprise. This is the most exaggerated expression he has ever made. At this moment, he looks like a person, not a walking corpse. "Sir, you..."

Hunter shrugged and smiled, "I didn't even use any strength. Alright buddy, let's finish the game. Are you satisfied with my work?"

"Thank you..." The clown took a serious look at Hunter, and wanted to say something, but finally shrugged his head, returned to his previous appearance, and was about to leave.

"Hey, friend!" Hunter called to him and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't know what happened to you, but you're a man! You need to stand up, change your hair, take a shower, and put on clean clothes ,tomorrow is a new day!"

"Thank you!" The thin man nodded heavily and left slowly.

Tilde held Hunter's arm and continued walking, "Hunter, your performance just now surprised me."

"Hahaha, is that right? You never thought that I actually have a good side?" Hunter said with a smile, "Maybe it's because I was in a good mood or on a whim. You know, in fact, I used to look like that guy who was down and out."

The matter was quickly forgotten by both of them.

Back at the hotel, Tilde turned on the water to take a shower.Hunter casually stuffed the five-cent coin reward he just got into the middle of the wallet, took off his bound suit, put on a pair of pajamas, lay limp on the sofa, took out his phone, and called Grace.

"I'm sorry Hunter, I haven't collected any information about Henry Wu. After he disappeared from the public eye a few years ago, there is no other news."

"Well, okay." Hunter was not too surprised and turned to talk about the online media company.

He hopes that Grace can find some friends and form an initial technical team.

If you want to have a certain say in the company, just owning shares and providing specific business matters for strategic development will certainly not work.

Hunter wants to dispatch more technology and manpower.

It's a pity that he has too little accumulation now, so he has to ask Grace to help find someone for technical manpower, and he will be arranged in the company at that time.

As for managing talent, ask Tilde for help for the time being.

And... Tomorrow, Kara's boss plans to meet and chat with him, and Hunter also has some ideas about this.

After taking a shower at night, Hunter and Tilde, who was so excited that he couldn't sleep, danced several pas de deux.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ms. Princess was exhausted and limp, and fell into a deep sleep.

Hunter was full of energy, staring wide-eyed. In another room, he turned on the computer and was busy, sorting out social networking sites such as Twitter and Weibo in his previous life, as well as the development strategies of various online media companies, and finally formed a brief summary. outline.

This will be used to negotiate with Norman to show our own advantage.

Then, Hunter continued to work toward the strategic framework, filling in detailed ideas.These will be handed over to the people who will manage the company at that time.

……

After a busy night, Hunter was still full of energy thanks to the second-order light radiation effect.

At eight o'clock in the morning, I took a shower, put on a black Propel sportswear and went out.

This brand is a supplier of milijian military clothing. There are few sportswear, shoes and other styles, and they are not well known to the public.

But the style of the clothes is extremely simple, and the materials are very good. They are loose and comfortable to wear, which is very suitable for Hunter.

At home, he stockpiled more than a dozen sets of the same black clothes, shoes, underwear, and shirts.

Even if Tilde always said that he didn't look like a young man at all, Hunter still liked it.

After leaving the hotel, he took a taxi directly to Second Avenue and 39th Street.

Not far from the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, only 10 minutes away.

After arriving at the station, Hunter said goodbye to the driver who was reluctant to part with him and wanted to chat a few more words, and got off after paying the fare.

In my previous life, I was very used to seeing the streets full of buses, taxis, and rich and developed public transportation.In many places in Milijian, Hunter can't see him, and he has to drive everywhere by himself.

After finally taking a taxi, Hunter was very interested and had a pleasant chat with the driver.

After getting off the car, he walked more than ten meters, and at the entrance of a steak restaurant, Hunter saw the two people who had made an appointment.

Carla, and Jonah Jameson, the owner of the Daily Bugle.

"Hunter, long time no see!"

"Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Hunter Longman!"

Kara hugged Hunter, Jonah, who had a mustache, meticulous hairstyle, and a well-tailored suit, shook hands with Hunter enthusiastically.

The three of them walked into the restaurant and sat down.

The meeting went very well.

Hunter did not agree to any request for cooperation from Jonah. Everyone just talked about various developments in the media industry, past accumulated experience, and future development.

Half an hour later, Hunter told Jonah, "Mr. Jameson, let's stop talking today. It's a pleasure to meet you. I think you are a media person with excellent vision. I will stay in New York for the next few days. , I hope we will meet often."

"Of course, Mr. Hunter Longman, it would be great to be friends with you!" Jonah smiled brightly, his chin pushed back and down so hard that it merged with his neck, making him look like a festive old man.

Kara did not leave, Hunter stayed with her and wanted to talk about the position of Hunter Company's public relations manager.

In contrast, I still plan to make some decisions about Jonah after I continue to learn more about it.

Kara has a completely different weight in Hunter's heart. Apart from the familiarity that he already has, Hunter's "conjecture that he may be a relative of Kara" still lingers in his mind.

Therefore, the trust in her is extremely high.

(End of this chapter)