Marvel: Why should I save you? We are close friends.

Lucky Hour restaurant in Hell's Kitchen, New York.

A week has passed since the Eiffel Tower brawl was resolved.

The High Table paid a series of chips to appease the French leader in order to calm his anger and avoid a catastrophe. As for the family of Marquis Vincent de Gramont, they were not only attacked by the Kingpin's forces, but also by the High Table and the government, and disappeared into the long river of history.

Because of the official intentional interception, the citizens of Paris did not know that they had avoided a giant mushroom attack. Everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

Only people in the dark world know that Marquis Vincent de Gramont betrayed the High Table and joined forces with terrorists to destroy the center of Paris, but his plan was thwarted by Chen Ye, a new elder from the High Table.

That’s right, two days have passed since Chen Ye was recognized by the High Table Society.

Chen Ye also returned to his restaurant in Hell's Kitchen and lived a normal life.

"Chen Ye, you did such a big thing, but you didn't take me with you. You don't love me anymore!"

After Deadpool found out about this, he slammed the table and complained in a mean way that Chen Ye didn't take him with him when he had such an interesting thing to do.

"Alright, alright, it wasn't an emergency last time, and you wandered off somewhere else, so I didn't call you."

Chen Ye didn't look back and just drank his tea.

"I really want to try the feeling of being fried by a giant mushroom. I wonder if it can kill me. Remember to call me next time you have such a good thing!"

It turns out that Deadpool wanted to see if the giant mushroom could kill him.

“Then I guess it’s unlikely. With your ability, you won’t die even if the earth is destroyed.” Chen Ye rolled his eyes.

There were footsteps outside the restaurant. The people who came were Winston, Master John Wick Ye, and a judge from the High Table.

The judge walked to the tea table, took out a suitcase, opened it, placed it in front of Chen Ye, and said, "This is the elder identity gold coins sent by the High Table, the judge's gold coins, your identity verification card, and a mobile phone specially designed for High Table elders."

"There are three elder status gold coins in total. As long as you go to any force controlled by the High Table Club and show the elder gold coins, they will do their best to serve you."

"This identity verification card has your unique verification code. This is used for verification when you need to issue any instructions or offer a bounty at the High Table. With your authority as an elder, you can perform a series of operations on it."

"There are nine Arbitrator gold coins here, which means you can have nine Arbitrators under your command. The identity information of the Arbitrators needs to be uploaded to the High Table's archive center for identity confirmation."

"As for the elders' special phone, it is for your convenience when you are in a meeting. Generally speaking, when the High Table holds an elders' meeting, a big shot like you definitely doesn't have time to go to the headquarters, so you only need to use this phone for the meeting."

After hearing the arbitrator's explanation, Chen Ye understood.

Deadpool on the side quickly took out the gold coin of the elder's status, put it in his mouth and bit it. Hmm, yes, there was a tooth mark, and then he silently put it into his pocket.

"Can this thing be remade if it's lost?" Chen Ye asked.

The judge was speechless after hearing this question: "Elder Chen Ye, this has never happened in the history of the High Table, so there should be no problem."

"Pietro, put this thing away before it is taken away by some thief in a red mask." Chen Ye was almost calling out the name.

Pietro stepped forward and took the briefcase from the Judge, and glared at Deadpool who was watching him eagerly.

As for the elder's gold coin that Deadpool had embezzled, Chen Ye and Pietro tacitly did not ask for it.

The adjudicator then took out a briefcase from his side and opened it, revealing densely packed document bags.

"Elder Chen Ye, this is the Marquis's legacy in the High Table. Considering that you are not in Paris, the High Table has taken the initiative to move it to a place that is convenient for you." Obviously, this is the hush money and thank-you fee that the High Table gave to Chen Ye.

"The first one mainly includes properties, weapons depots, and training bases across the United States."

"The second one is the shares and some bonds of Marquis Investment Company, etc."

"As for the third one..."

Chen Ye interrupted the judge directly, "Alright, alright, no need to say more. Send them all to Fisk Tower. No need to say the rest."

It’s not that Chen Ye has no interest in money, but he is afraid that if he knows too much, he will start to be lazy and lose interest in making money.

And no matter how much money you have, it is useless in the Marvel Universe. When Thanos comes, will Chen Ye take out a check and say here is 100 billion, leave the earth for me? Besides, Chen Ye doesn't have 100 billion.

If Thanos takes the 100 billion and leaves, Chen Ye will try every possible means, even kidnapping Iron Man.

Anyway, Chen Ye just needs to know that he will never be able to spend all the money in this lifetime.

The High Table's judge was impressed by Chen Ye's lack of interest in money and continued, "Here are the High Table's assassins stationed in New York. Here is their personnel list and detailed information."

"Originally there were about 100 people, but after the last time they caused trouble in Hell's Kitchen, you, the elder, killed some of them. Now there are less than 30 people left."

"These men were given to you by the elders of the High Table. You can use them however you want."

Chen Ye felt a little embarrassed after hearing the gifts from the elders, and said, "Forget it, let them go back. After all, I have killed quite a few of them. They feel embarrassed looking at me, and I feel embarrassed looking at them too." After all, they almost killed someone, and now they want their loyalty. Even if they don't say it, they must have complaints in their hearts. So let's just forget it.

The judge seemed to know what Chen Ye was thinking: "Elder Chen Ye, don't worry. If you don't want them, you will be asked to commit mass suicide, so you are saving them by taking them."

After listening to this, Chen Ye had no choice but to nod his head, tacitly agreeing to this matter, and also saving a life. As for their arrangements, when the school community opens in the future, a lot of security guards will be needed to ensure the safety of the students, so let them stay there. There is also a lack of sanitation workers to clean the streets.

"Finally, regarding the reconstruction of the Continental Hotel in New York, I wonder what your opinion is?" the adjudicator asked.

"The location is on the next block, Winston, come over here." Chen Ye called to Winston.

Winston stood up quickly.

Chen Ye led Winston to the judge and said, "I don't think I need to introduce this person. This is Winston, the former head of the New York Continental Hotel. He is now one of my judges. He will be fully responsible for the new construction of the hotel."

Winston looked at Chen Ye with gratitude: "Thank you for helping me get revenge and letting me take charge of the Continental Hotel again. I will definitely manage it well for you."

Winston's heart was filled with gratitude. On the one hand, it was because he had worked for the High Table for so long, but just because he broke the rules, he was kicked out by the Marquis, who also bombed the New York Continental Hotel, the result of his years of hard work, and killed his good butler.

Not only did Chen Ye avenge him, but he also handed over the New York Continental Hotel to him shortly after they met. Winston, who had experienced the fickleness of human nature, was deeply moved by Chen Ye's trust.

A man will die for his own cause. Winston decided to leave his life to Chen Ye.

Winston then asked Chen Ye, "I wonder what your requirements are for this Continental Hotel, such as decoration, layout, etc."

Chen Ye said confidently, "I'm confident in leaving it to you. You can talk to the High Table about the rest. I only have one request, which is that ordinary positions at the Continental Hotel should be given priority to people from Hell's Kitchen."

Winston was stunned for a moment. He was not sure if he had heard it wrong. Then he quickly asked again: "Can you say it again?"

Chen Ye understood and said, "You heard me right. I only have one request, that is, ordinary positions in mainland hotels, such as waiters, cleaners, chefs, etc., should give priority to hiring ordinary residents of Hell's Kitchen."

Winston heard Chen Ye's affirmative answer and thought for a moment. Then he looked at Chen Ye with admiration. He didn't expect Chen Ye to not seek benefits for himself, but to think about the ordinary people in Hell's Kitchen. He thought that he had made the right choice. Such an adult is worth following.

Winston bowed 90 degrees and placed his right hand on his chest to pay the highest tribute: "I will complete your request at the cost of my life. I am willing to guarantee it with my life."

"Ding"

"Congratulations host, you have successfully added Winston as a friend."

"Obtained attribute: Noble Etiquette lv8"

"Congratulations host..."

"Congratulations to the host, Winston's favorability has been raised to full stars (six stars maximum)"

"Congratulations host, Winston has become your family member."

"You gain all of Winston's skills, and existing skills are automatically upgraded by one level."

"As the skills of the family members improve in the future, the host will also automatically improve."

"Congratulations host, the current number of family members (2), there are three more family members, the system will be upgraded."

"Host, please keep up the good work."

Hearing the system's prompt, Chen Ye looked at Winston in surprise. He didn't expect it would be so easy to make Winston a family member.