A penthouse in Gotham, the master bedroom.

When the five o'clock alarm clock was half an hour away, Tim silently opened his eyes under the strong control of the biological clock.

He glanced at the alarm clock, not in the least surprised—it's the normal wake-up time for many ordinary hard-working executives, as he is now, after a night watch.

"Ordinary" is the media keyword of Wayne Group CEO Timothy Drake.

Other key words include "old-fashioned", "conservative", and "unremarkable".

He got up, put on a loose top and sweatpants, and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water.

The smart home in the room responds to his actions and instructions, the lighting starts, the floor screen in front of the treadmill slowly unfolds, and the image of Central Park in New York is displayed in front of him, prompting whether to switch.

"No, it's all the same," Tim said softly.

Most ordinary CEOs will exercise in the morning - it is also one of the responsibilities of executives to maintain a healthy body and not affect the stock price due to sudden illness.

Because he was distracted by the message in the corner of the screen, the bottled water in his hand emptied and fell when he stepped on the treadmill.

Looking at the instantly soaked carpet, Tim couldn't help thinking, if he still retains the reaction speed he once had, whether he can immediately catch the bottle that is about to fall.

Six years later, he still hasn't adapted to the feeling of being an ordinary person.

At the age of 23, not only his physical strength and reaction ability are not as good as before, but his brain power is also "mediocre". evaluation of.

He ran again and again, instructing the voice control system to turn on the message prompt on the screen, which was a message from Dick.

"Ah Fu asked me to remind you again, remember to go home for dinner on Thanksgiving."

"Too busy, no holiday, say hello to Ah Fu for me." He voice-typed the reply to Dick, walking non-stop, "The gift for Helena has been sent."

He didn't expect that as soon as this reply was sent, Dick's big face was greeted on the screen - it was his call.

He just sent a text message a second ago, so he can no longer pretend to be away. When the call is transferred to voicemail, Tim has no choice but to turn off the treadmill and prompt the voice control system to connect to the video call.

"I knew you'd do that to me." Onscreen Dick was in Bludhaven's safehouse, taking off the gloves of his Nightwing uniform. "No, you can't run away this year."

Tim wiped his hair from his forehead, thinking, "...unless Bruce approves my resignation request."

Dick stopped wrestling with his glove, "You know Bruce would never agree..."

Tim gritted his teeth and decided to expose his shortcomings clearly. "The Wayne Group is going downhill. We all know that I am not qualified! My ability...is no longer sufficient."

"You can't watch the night, and you can't be Red Robin anymore. That doesn't mean you can't run the Wayne Corporation," Dick said, looking directly at the young man on the treadmill with his head bowed. "You're asking too much of yourself, Tim. Even with a higher annual salary, it is impossible to find an executive in the market who can do better than you. You know the history of the Wayne Group, the business model and strategy of the group, and in the end, you know the secrets of the Wayne family. You said, apart from you, how could we find another suitable person? Don't talk about Lucius, Lucius has retired when he is old, so don't make things difficult for the old man. "

"You know I can just refuse to go to work, I can just walk away." Let Bruce figure it out!

"Then your employees, this year's bonus is going to be wasted." Dick shrugged and continued to wrestle with the glove, "And we all know that your sense of responsibility will not allow you to do this."

Tim: "..."

"Then I will stick to my reply. I am too busy and need to work overtime on Thanksgiving." The young CEO replied dryly, reaching out to turn on the treadmill again, as if to see off the guests.

Dick finally took off his gloves and looked at his younger brother with scrutiny, "You...still refuse to tell me what happened to you six years ago?"

The young man's footsteps were out of order for a moment, but he recovered immediately, "I told you - this is a sequela of memory fusion."

"We told you that too—we didn't believe it." Dick choked back, too, playfully.

Tim didn't answer, just switched off the call.

********************************

The one-hour routine exercise was over, and just after six o'clock, the young president immediately began to process emails and report approvals. The automatic coffee machine made a cup of coffee according to the appointment settings. Since the owner was busy with work and had no time to take care of it, it had slowly cooled down.

Even the most critical board in the world can't tell young Mr. Drake what to do when it comes to professionalism.

At seven o'clock, the president's driver had already parked his official car downstairs in the apartment on time, and he was smoking a refreshing cigarette a few minutes before Mr. Mr. Drake will always start early, because he will be caught in the congestion of Gotham's morning rush hour any later, and Mr. Drake, who cherishes time like gold, will not allow such a thing to happen.

The black official car is driving smoothly on the cold streets of Gotham in the morning. The city is waking up after a peaceful night's sleep. In less than half an hour, the coldness of the city center will gradually be replaced by vitality.

The driver caught a glimpse of today's Mr. Drake from the rearview mirror, uncharacteristically put down the documents and computer in his hand, and turned to look at the street scene outside the car window.

The driver also looked over curiously, wondering what kind of scenery would make the workaholic CEO interrupt his work.

When he saw the promotion and event announcements hanging in front of the shops on the street, he felt blocked unconsciously—it turned out that "that" day was coming soon.

The annual "Mother's Day" commemorates the war.

The official has not announced the real reason why a large number of mothers on the earth forget their children, because the practices of the magic world are too controversial. It was silent, and promoted and acquiesced in the statement that the aliens should be blamed.

Because Brainiac wants to transform the earth and mankind, the first step is to "dehumanize" and "deemotionalize" mankind. The deepest and most powerful emotion of our human beings is maternal love, and this damn alien People start with this feeling and hurt many mothers on our earth.

Thanks to the combined efforts of the Justice League and the Avengers, Brainiac was stopped and eliminated before he could do any further damage.

This statement has been accepted by most citizens.

Some insiders, represented by Agent Natasha Romanov, were extremely opposed to this theory of hiding the truth at first, because the great sacrifice of motherhood was denied.

But the supporters of the other side persuaded them through the analysis of interests-this kind of concealment made these mothers who lost their memory the "weak" and "victims" who gained sympathy from all over the world. The protection of rights and interests is beneficial.

People are prone to fear and repel power, but they will protect the "victims".

After weighing it, Natasha gave in.

With the passage of time, the help of all parties, and the efforts of individuals, the social order was gradually rebuilt.Surprisingly, from the statistics, more than 50% of the families were preserved after the war.

Love is also powerful because it can be regenerated.

Nothing is absolutely perfect, the radio station on the official car is playing rolling news——

"This year's Nobel Peace Prize was awarded to Ms. Natasha Romanov in recognition of her contribution to promoting the rights of women and children after the war, but Ms. Romanov refused to accept the award to express her gratitude to another state in the United States. Protest against the Anti-Abortion Act, claiming that "a woman's body cannot be in the hands of a man."

"Clark Kent's guest commentary - "Data Observation of Missing Children in the Past 5 Years""

"The police took down the Internet fraud dens, the "hypnosis expert" was arrested and brought to justice, and the Robin logo was found on the scene-experts reminded that there is no scientific basis for restoring memory through hypnosis.

"Captain America Accompanying You to Read the Third Series of Picture Books - "Guess How Much I Love You" is on the market, and all the proceeds are donated to the Romanov Foundation. Members will be free for 7 days starting today. The voting channel for the fourth series of picture books has also been opened , Which book will Captain America read to you and the kids? It's up to you to choose."

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