[Comprehensive British and American] Clark always wanted to quit the part-time job of "Superman

Flying all the way, finally arrived at the dance location in time.

After brushing off the dust and gunpowder smoke from his suit, Clark put on a social smile and walked gracefully into the banquet hall.

"Boss, what about me?"

"The car is gone, how can I go back?"

Brian, who was stopped without an invitation letter, called out to Clark's back.

Clark snorted and grimly didn't look back.

Still have the face to mention the car, who scrapped the car and didn't get the B points?

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This is undoubtedly a luxurious banquet.

In the resplendent ballroom, a huge classical crystal chandelier reflects soft light.Under the crystal lamp, there are ten-story champagne towers and a variety of exquisite meals, and the alluring aroma touches people's heartstrings like a veil.

Some men and women embraced each other and danced to the melodious music, while some gathered in groups of three or four and talked freely.

Clark, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of promoting his company's products, avoided the crowd and hid in an inconspicuous corner.Rather than taking direct action, he prefers to hibernate in the dark and observe others silently, find out the other person's personality preferences, and then act after making a decision.

Clark found that there were many big figures in the political and business circles at the banquet.Obviously, the rumor that the host of this banquet——Lincoln March, is planning to run for Gotham mayor next year is true.

Beside some big shots, there are some supermodels and stars around, all of them are dressed brightly, smiling prettily, knowing that these people only regard themselves as a temporary pastime, and they are happy with it.

Clark ate his snacks, thinking that a small boss like himself, who had just started a business, was similar to these people. He was also a "clown" in the eyes of the rich, and his role was only to entertain those big shots.

But wait, one day he'll be a millionaire and make these people kneel down and sing about conquest and cooperation.

All the guests were wearing black tuxedos. These waiters moved softly, behaved low-key, and had no sense of presence, serving the guests perfectly.

But with Clark's "vision", he found that every movement and every expression of them was carved out of the same mold, standard, perfect, and silent, like a set of mechanical puppets.

Clark stared at these "stiff" waiters, not very appreciative of Lincoln March's aesthetics.Perhaps for people in a certain organization, the people who serve them are just tools, and tools only need to be easy to use, without personality.

Clark turned his gaze back to Lincoln March.

At this time, the host was standing in front of the huge French windows, holding champagne, looking down at Gotham outside the window.Beside him was a group of big shots who were also looking down on Gotham from the window.

These few people were condescending, talking about their great achievements in Gotham, and their expressions were as arrogant as if they were the masters of Gotham.

Clark drew an owl on the table with his finger dipped in the wine, and wiped it off calmly.It's just a group of flat-haired beasts that can only survive in the dark and can't see the light.

At this time, a Gotham celebrity spotted Clark sitting in a hiding place, and walked over with a smile.

"Oh, what are you, you started a business in the Metropolis not long ago, and it was reported in the Planet Daily, what kind of new boss with unlimited prospects? Why are you hiding here? You need to talk to people more when doing business!"

Celebrity A looks very enthusiastic, but there is a kind of arrogance that cannot be concealed. Obviously, he does not really regard a new small boss as his equal.

There was a just right smile on Clark's face, and he started talking to the other party.

Soon, Celebrity A's smile became much more real, and there was a trace of appreciation for Clark in his eyes, and he even pulled Clark and introduced him to friends around him.

Although Clark looks as young as a big boy just out of college, he is very comfortable in the social arena.He is very sharp and considerate enough, knowledgeable but not sharp, humorous and good at self-deprecating, whether it is arrogant celebrities, ancient nobles or hypocritical politicians, he can quickly find common topics quietly and have a good conversation with them.In this kind of conversation with strangers, which is not deep and nourishing, he is easily the most popular type of person.

As Clark's distribution director said, as long as Clark is willing, he can easily gain the favor of others like a spring breeze.Then, at a certain moment, Hao ruthlessly made a fortune from the other party!

For example, now, while talking and laughing, Clark has amended his own products and successfully distributed most of the samples he brought.Among them, the presidents of two companies expressed their intention to cooperate, which can be described as fruitful.

Clark still remembered that in his previous life, his mentor once commented that he smelled too much of smoke and copper, saying that he was not a qualified researcher with no distractions.But he thinks that if he makes an invention, the invention must be sold to be considered a success, right?

Invention is fun, but small money is also cute~!

At this time, Clark saw a person and couldn't help lamenting that it was not appropriate to go out today.Sure enough, in this world of super-English and super-reverse flying everywhere, it is risky to go out!

"Clark, my friend, long time no see!"

No, Lex, the quasi-villain elite, Luthor appeared, his eyes were too hot, like a jackal staring at its prey in the dark.

He went straight to Clark, and a Gotham real estate agent wanted to talk to him on the way, but he skipped it directly, obviously not paying attention to the other party.

Clark nodded to Lex coldly, still unable to adapt to the enthusiasm from Superman's sworn enemy.

Lex's appearance caught him by surprise.

A few days ago, the distribution director of his family (as a newly established small company, the distribution director of his family also served as the company's administrative director, boss secretary, product distribution director, etc., can be described as the company's "big inner manager"!) Let him in He chose one of the two banquets tonight, and the other invitation letter that he threw into the trash can came from President Luther.

Apparently, Lex canceled his party and came to Gotham with (crazy) him

Lex Luthor is an amazingly talented scientist, a slick businessman and an ambitious politician.

He is extremely smart, wise, good at demagoguery, and extremely charismatic as a leader; he is arrogant and indifferent, full of desire for control and various ambitions in his heart, but extremely patient and good at disguising, acting as a gentle and philanthropic person outside.

Clark didn't know why such a Lex looked at him differently.

Maybe it's because they are both scientists and businessmen?But there are not many people who have both identities at the same time.

Moreover, unlike Lex's ambition and desire for control, Clark has no interest in political power, demagoguery, and control of others, except for making some small inventions and making a little money.

"Come on, try this piece of foie gras and hibiscus cake, it's your favorite flavor." Even though they had only seen it a few times, Lex showed an extremely familiar look.

Clark took the plate and took a sip, um...it was his favorite taste.

Well, at least he doesn't suffer from having many considerate and powerful friends.And as a friend, Lex is so funny and humorous that he never gets bored.

Lex is the perfect friend, aside from being too clingy and having occasional outbursts of control.

"Fred has approached me. The new toy you made is very good. There is no reason for Luthor Enterprises to refuse cooperation. But~, my dear friend, I hope that you will come to talk to me in person~!"

Lex stared at Clark, his pale cold green eyes were like clear water in spring, rippling, and like melted mints, sticky and greasy.

Clark was taken aback, and couldn't help thinking about the reason why Lex clings to him like an idiot.

Could it be that I showed my feet when I didn't know it?

You must know that Luther is very interested in aliens, and the other party's eyes are looking at him too enthusiastically at this time, which reminds him of a mad scientist looking at a rare experimental product.

Clark AKA the orphan of Krypton suddenly had an illusion, as if he had become a frog targeted by a poisonous snake, and subconsciously erected a high wall called "vigilance" in his heart.

He subconsciously stroked the sapphire (kryptonite) cufflinks, but maintained a smile on his face: "You know, Frye can represent me fully, and I'm not going to come to Gotham?"

Lex was not satisfied with his answer, he suddenly moved closer to Clark, and the distance between them was so close that their noses almost touched.

Lex stared at Clark's peacock blue eyes (not sky blue), reached out and twisted a strand of hair on the side of Clark's face, and said affectionately: "Gotham is so dangerous, there are vicious dogs hiding everywhere, and I'm happy to Be your knight~, my lord~."

Knight your head!Your Highness, you ghost!

If it wasn't for knowing that the woman Lex had slept with could fill the entire building and be as straight as a steel pipe, Clark would have suspected that this gay-talking, gay bastard wanted to sleep with him.

"Thank you, but no need." Clark pulled his hair out of the opponent's hand and refused.

"I don't like that you are so polite to me. There is no need to say thanks between you and me." Lex was not very happy. Without Clark's hair between his fingers, he put his hand on the other's neck and rubbed it ambiguously. one time.

Clark's hairs all stood on end!

Has Lex, an aggressive guy, evolved from a clingy stalker to a manipulative hooligan?

Lex stroked Clark's jugular artery, with black sparkles in his eyes: "You are my only friend, why don't you accept my protection? I don't accept that you died somewhere I don't know, such as somewhere in Gotham. A corner. That would make me very angry, you are my friend, then even if you die, you can only die in the time, place and way I allow."

Look, this dangerously manipulative speech, this is how the (quasi) villain Lex makes friends!

"Thank you for your concern, but I can protect myself." Clark pushed away the opponent's hand, and the smile on his face turned into a serious rejection, but he did not show a look of shock or disgust. Obviously, this was not the first time he faced such a situation. Lex speaks.

Lex was pleased by Clark's usual attitude and forgave the other party's refusal, although he didn't believe that the other party could protect him well, and decided to continue to silently monitor (control) and monitor (control) the other party, just to show respect for the other party's " Refuse", he will do it more covertly.

"Ah, it's red." Lex suddenly looked at Clark's neck with an apologetic expression.

Clark touched his neck, where he could clearly feel the numbness and heat of the skin after being pressed hard.

He couldn't help but glanced at the blue kryptonite cuff, thinking that fortunately he had made enough preparations, otherwise with Lex's intelligence and carefulness, he would definitely notice something.

In order to pretend to be an ordinary person, he also spent a lot of effort!

Such as blue kryptonite cufflinks, such as Kryptonite technology contact lenses.

The blue kryptonite cufflinks he modified will make his physical condition close to that of ordinary people, without super strength, super speed, and his skin will not be indestructible.But the super vision and super hearing can keep the rest, making him sharp enough and extremely convenient.

And the contact lenses he modified, based on the visual interference technology of the original Superman black-rimmed glasses, have been directional adjusted, making his appearance shift from his previous life's handsome appearance, and the whole face has become much softer.

However, some unforeseen changes inevitably occurred during the transformation process.

For example, the pupil color changes from blue to blue-green.Fortunately, although this kind of pupil color is rare, it is not unique, so he didn't care about it.

It wasn't until Louise, a reporter from the Planet Daily, joked that he was an elf prince with charming peacock blue eyes, and it was too late for him to regret it until Lex fell in love with this meme, and His Royal Highness knighted endlessly.

Closer to home, looking at the red mark on Clark's neck, Lex's mood suddenly improved inexplicably.

And Lex, who was in a good mood, suddenly changed the topic in a strange direction: "Your hair is as perfect as ever."

As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers, the touch of Clark's hair was still on his fingertips, he stroked his well-maintained but still somewhat dry blond hair, and couldn't help complaining: "Oh, my dear friend, when did you Will you tell me your secret hair care recipe?"

Yes, the Lex of this world is not only bald, but also has thick blonde hair!

On the surface, he is an ambitious businessman/politician with explosive IQ, but in private, he is a hair control, a hair care madman!

Clark smiled slightly: "It's said to be a secret recipe, so how can I tell you so easily~?"

As a Kryptonian on Earth, he has flawless even a strand of hair. It can be said that he is truly a natural beauty, and the secret recipe for hair care?But this answer obviously cannot tell Lex.

His friendship with Lex began with hair care (a long story, let's not talk about it), simmered in a few blissful conversations after that, and ended...

Perhaps, with Lex's enthusiasm for his hair, one day the other party discovers his superman identity... Then he will be the most ridiculous superman whose identity is exposed in all parallel universes!