marvel angel

Lorna poured two glasses of champagne for Stokes and Proudstar, and three glasses of Coke for the three middle school students.Everyone was sitting at the counter drinking drinks and watching the Olympic men's basketball game between the United States and Germany on TV. The Aurora Gift Shop became a small bar.

It's just that the game was not exciting, and the American team clearly overwhelmed its opponents.Stokes felt a little bored, took a sip of champagne, and started to complain.

"If I were Nowitzki, I would have been pissed off by these teammates. They couldn't even beat the Chinese team they formed."

"Yao Ming is now the number one center in the world," Angela reminded him while drinking juice, "Even O'Neal said so."

"I don't deny that." Stokes slowly shook his wine glass, and his slight smile contained a deeper meaning. "My point of view is that the problem with the German team is not how strong their opponents are, but the problem themselves. They have Like the German soldiers during World War II, they make careless friends and are eager for quick results. The current world also has this problem, too pursuing speed and not paying attention to details. I am different from them, I like to take things slowly."

"Haha, I know what you mean, Mr. Stokes." Angela put down the glass and glanced at the three little boys pityingly, "You want to say that today's young people are too eager for success. I want everything, but I am unwilling to work hard.”

"Your emotional intelligence is comparable to Yao Ming and O'Neal," Stokes praised. "Yes, I am really ashamed of Chico and Shamik. But, two Virgin Marys, your generosity to them makes me... I feel a little uneasy. I still stick to my original view, and they must take this opportunity to learn a lesson."

"It's not how much pain you have, it's how deep you learn." Angela straightened her bangs and shook her head, "According to scientists, pain will actually weaken concentration and memory. Let's do this, Stokes Sir, I plan to let them do a day's work for me. The truck will arrive soon, but there is a lot of work to be done. They need to help me unload the goods, register them carefully, and put them in strict accordance with the classification. On the shelves and in the warehouse. I want them to understand that it’s not that difficult to follow the rules.”

"Rules, they're great. I just like rules." Stokes's high-spirited nasolabial folds showed that she was very satisfied with Angela's answer. "What a great idea, Ms. Ziegler, if it weren't for worrying about my subordinates being too bad-tempered." It would be disrespectful to you. I really want to hire you as nightclub managers. Dante, Chico, and Shamik. Seeing that this is how decent people solve problems without them, you must not let these two ladies down. Be kind," Stokes warned them in a powerful tone.

The three boys nodded in fear, and the Cokes in the cups made a lot of air flow due to the shaking hands.

"I'm glad we have reached an agreement on this issue." Angela refilled Stokes' glass of champagne, "Now let's get down to business."

"Business" Stokes glanced at Angela with interest.

"The reason why you are willing to come in person is definitely not just for the education of adolescents." Angela filled her glass with juice again, "Let me tell you clearly first, Mr. Stokes. You saved me and my husband last night. The gentleman in Lorna is really just a stranger on the old road, and we have not known him before."

"Ha, yes, what kind of detours have you and I taken?" Stokes took a big sip. "I should have thought that a woman with such magnanimity must have even more extraordinary wisdom."

"He just told us his name was Wilson. Because he was very interested in our sports car, he followed us for a few streets." Angela did not respond to Stokes' compliment and continued to tell him in a serious tone.

"I believe you, Ms. Ziegler." Stokes understood Angela's sincere eyes and comforted him with a smile, "You ignore past grudges and entertain us so sincerely. You will definitely not compromise on these small issues. Conceal it. Don’t worry, I’m here to make friends this time, and I’m definitely not looking for trouble.”

"You want to make friends with that Wilson," Lorna interjected.

Stokes nodded and confirmed Lorna's question: "I heard from their description that the gentleman was almost two meters tall, thick enough to hold two people, and he had no hair."

"Yes, it's very oppressive. Even if he stood there without saying a word, no one should dare to provoke him." Lorna recalled Fisk's tall figure and felt that her description was not exaggerated in the slightest.

"The perfect bodyguard" Stokes took another sip of wine, staring at the clear crystal cup, thoughtfully.

"You want Wilson to be your bodyguard?" Angela's eyes widened, and she glanced at Prodestar, who had been silent. "Don't you already have a strong and reliable bodyguard?"

"Haha, John is very good." Stokes smiled and patted Prodestar on the back, "But my career is still on the rise, so the more people I have, the better. But Ms. Ziegler, Listening to your tone just now, you seem to have some doubts about my ideas."

"Presumably those children only described Wilson's appearance and skills to you, but did not tell you how valuable his clothes were."

"He's not a thug." After Stokes heard Angela's description, he immediately put down his glass and straightened up seriously.

"His mind seems to be stronger than his muscles, and he has great ideas about New York's current order and chaos. Although he has left the city, he said he will return here one day." Angela will Juice After drinking it in one gulp, he said, "Mr. Stokes, your slow life philosophy may need to be tempered, if you don't want your career to rise slowly."

"" Stokes was silent for a long time. The soundproofing effect of the gift shop was very good, and everyone could even hear the sound of bubbles popping in the Coke.Finally, Stokes raised a smile and knocked on the counter twice easily, "Thank you for the information, Ms. Ziegler, my trip was so meaningful. To express my friendship and gratitude, I I assure you that this place will never be harassed by any unscrupulous people in the future.”

"Thank you, Mr. Stokes, would you like another drink?"

"Oh, please don't refill my glass." Stokes politely refused Angela's champagne. "I have a lot of things to deal with today, and drinking these is enough. And, please forgive me, I want it now. Left." Stoke immediately stood up and saw that the wine glass in front of Prodestar was still full, and said a little apologetically: "I almost forgot, John is quitting drinking, I will take this glass for him."

"No, sir. How dare I refuse such warm hospitality from the two ladies this time?" Prodestar smiled and blocked Stokes' extended hand, raised his neck and drank a whole glass in one breath.

"Wow" the three little boys exclaimed together.

"John, were you laughing just now?" Stokes was also startled by Proudstar's move and patted the Indian's solid arm hard. "This is the first time in months. See you smiling”

Prodestar seemed a little shy and did not answer. He raised his head and looked at Angela and Lorna.

"Haha, I don't know which one of them you are interested in, but I will definitely support your pursuit." Stokes laughed very loudly, as if he had never really opened his heart until this moment, "I will show you a song tonight." Fake, you can go wherever you want." Stokes gently hammered Proudsta on the shoulder again, and said kindly to the two ladies standing behind the counter: "Ms. Ziegler, Dan Miss, I have never been shy about the occurrence of misunderstandings and conflicts. Because as long as they are handled properly, they can often lead to closer connections. I am so happy to meet you. Even if you are not willing to visit Harlem Paradise in the future, I will I will record a record myself and give it to you.”

"It wouldn't be a bad idea to pay more attention to the education of teenagers." Angela smiled and refilled the Cokes for the three boys.

"Yeah, we can't self-righteously teach young people a lesson, and at the same time pass on to them the suffering of the previous generation with a shameful face." Stokes nodded solemnly and looked around the gift shop seriously, "Maybe I am I’ve stayed in a dark nightclub for too long, maybe I should come here more often in the future, it’s full of sunshine.”

"We're always here for you." Angela waved her hand in a friendly manner.

"Thank you, thank you for your hospitality today. Let's go, John"

After sending Stokes and Prodestar away, Angela knocked on the counter in front of the three boys.

"Since you are working for me today, I first need to know your names."

"Of course, Ms. Ziegler. I'm Dante Chapman."

"Wilfredo Diaz, just call me Chico."

"Shamik Smith. Thank you very much for your help"

"Before the truck arrives, can you tell me Mr. Proudstar's story?"

"Are you treating him too?"

"Shamik, stop being rude to our benefactor." Chapman interrupted Smith and said to Angela, "John is a veteran who returned from Afghanistan and is very effective in combat. Remember there were two waves in June Did the fans get into a fight in Rucker Park? He single-handedly stopped both parties."

"Since he is so powerful, why would the army let him return to China?"

"Ma'am, have you watched Prison Break? There was an American soldier in that drama. He reported the US military's torture of prisoners in Iraq and was deported back to the country. John's situation was similar. He reported the US military's shooting of civilians in Afghanistan."