When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

A white blouse, a black trench coat, black women's trousers, black sunglasses, and her hair neatly combed, hanging down her head. Today, Maya is dressed very formally, because this is St. Patrick's Square on Fifth Avenue. Church, where she was attending the funeral of Harold Meacham, Joey's father.

"Rest in peace, Harold, your soul will continue, and the door of heaven will be opened for you, Amen."

"clap clap"

As the pastor read the last eulogy, everyone, including Maya, clapped softly.

"Next are the speeches from relatives and friends, the first one"

The first middle-aged man to take the stage, Paul, is Harold's old friend for decades and a major shareholder of the Rand Group.

Paul was very funny and humorous. He made fun of the deceased Harold and told many unknown embarrassing things about Harold, mixed with short stories between them. Some were touching, some were plain, and some were very funny. , everyone listened with great interest. Well, even Joey sitting in the front row would cover his mouth and chuckle from time to time.

Maya was too lazy to listen to Harold's story. No one else was dead. Now she was hiding in a building in Manhattan, drinking red wine and secretly watching her own funeral live broadcast.

She poked Doom on the left with her elbow, "I see you were wiping the corners of your eyes just now. Do you need to be so exaggerated? You know Harold Meacham?"

Doom rolled his eyes at Maya and said with a tired look: "I stayed up late last night and worked overtime. I haven't slept yet. When I was smoked by the candle smoke in the church, my eyes shed tears uncontrollably. I don't know Harold, but I know the Rand Group, I was talking to their general manager about office software two days ago."

"The Rand Group is also going to use our software," Maya said in surprise.

Doom nodded proudly, "We have reached an agreement. The trial will start at the end of this month. This is an 800 million US dollar business. Under such circumstances, if the boss dies, how can I not be there?"

Doom does a good job and often works overtime, which is really a blessing to him.

Maya thought about it and asked with concern: "Has the matter of your assassination last time been resolved?"

"How do you judge the solution you are talking about? If you mean finding the mastermind behind it and killing him, I haven't even found out who the person who wanted to kill me is, but my safety problem has been solved."

Doom pointed sideways at a man in sunglasses in the corridor on the left side of the church, and explained: "That is one of the soldiers recruited from Latvinia. He is safe, reliable, and powerful. He has helped me escape three assassinations. He should also Therefore, those who want to cause trouble for me have become much quieter recently."

At this time, Jerry, the private lawyer sitting behind Maya, lightly knocked on the back of her chair and said, "Maya, it's your turn soon."

Jerry is also the lawyer for the future Iron Fist Daniel Rand's family, helping to supervise more than 50% of the Rand Group's shares. Although she has nothing to do with Harold, she still came here today due to professional needs.

"You also have to go up and give a speech," Doom said in surprise.

"I'm Joy's friend. Recently, her father Harold has been taking a lot of care of you. You know, somatic cell cloning. And Harold opened up most of the database of the RAND Corporation's biological department to me. That's a Huge favor.”

At this time, the words "Maya Hansen please" were heard. Maya explained a few words in a low voice, then took off her sunglasses and walked up to the front desk.

Maya first hugged and comforted the Joey brothers and sisters according to custom, and then walked onto the podium.

She glanced at Harold's coffin next to the podium and said: "I didn't know Harold before, because I was just a new entrepreneur who had just made his fortune, well, it was also the Minion Group. Maybe it was God's By arrangement, Joey and I became classmates and good friends. Harold was a good father. Even when he was terminally ill, he always paid attention to his children. That is, through Joey, Harold and I We also became friends. Harold was really a good man. He was still spreading love at the end of his life. He was a great man and helped me selflessly."

Maya talked a lot of useless nonsense, but that didn't matter. After all, this was not a talk show, and the person who came on stage to deliver a speech was not a joker.

Finally, she