The war had just ended, and under the leadership of the media and this commendation meeting for the entire United States, everyone couldn't help celebrating and praising the "superheroes" who suddenly appeared.

If you go to the streets of Washington and pull anyone out, you can praise these seven people. On the Internet, whoever dares to say a bad word about "superheroes" will be attacked by everyone angrily.

In such an environment that seems to be a superhero carnival, Vera said:

They were deceived, this is the party media's play.

There is no one in the ward who does not believe.

There is no way, as the subordinates who have worked hard with Vera for more than two years, they are too aware of their boss's magical prediction ability that is more accurate than fortune-telling.

In everyone's perception, no matter how absurd and unreasonable what Vera said, it is still true.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly stiffened.

Several colleagues looked at each other, seeing that Vera was really planning to get out of bed, they hurried over to stop her:

"Don't move, the doctor said you can't get out of bed and walk yet!"

"What are you going to do? We will help you!"

"Give me the computer."

Even though everyone hurriedly pushed her back to the hospital bed, Vera didn't give up. She pushed back the broken hair on her forehead and said in a deep voice, "I need to understand the purpose of the media's troubles."

All:! ? ?

Everyone stared at Vera dumbfounded, thinking she might be crazy.

You know, five full days have passed since that battle.

As for Vera herself, she was in a coma for four and a half days.

Although she was rescued in time by a superhero (I don't know which one), but when she was sent to the hospital, her entire back was covered with wounds, and she had a concussion due to the shock wave, and she almost entered the ICU.

Who knows how many times Vera's advertisers, especially the perfume company she is currently in charge of, have cried and prayed to God in the past four days.

If Vera really dies, the loss is estimated to be hundreds of millions, and these customers will have to cry and wet many pillows.

As for the entire advertising industry, Madison Avenue paid more attention to Vera's life and death than the advertisers, and many people jumped up and down in a hurry.

These people are more complicated. Some authorities sincerely hope that this advertising genius is safe and sound, some people from the company are worried that Vera's accident will cause stock price fluctuations, and there are competitors who viciously cursed Vera Senna. Just die like this.

For capital, everything becomes extremely important as long as it is related to interests, not to mention Vera Senna, a money symbol that itself symbolizes "infinite profit".

That's why everyone eagerly came to see the sick, hoping that Vera would wake up early.

Only when she returns to New York as soon as possible and allows Madison Avenue to see a healthy Vera Senna with her own eyes, will the stock price of Sterling Cooper Company rise normally, and their customers can rest assured.

As a result, when Vera woke up, her injuries were still not healed. She didn't think about how to recover the loss, but she actually wanted to solve the public opinion problem of those superpowers immediately? ?

The colleagues who came to visit didn't think about it, they looked at Vera speechlessly:

Excuse me...does this have anything to do with you?

We are all ordinary people, and you, the director, are the unlucky one who was unfortunately involved in the battlefield. Now you are safe and sound. Shouldn't you hurry up and pay attention to the company's stock to appease customers?

Besides, even if the government really has any thoughts on these superpowers, that is something that these seven superpowers need to pay attention to. They are all called superheroes, so what are they still worried about?

If there is indeed a profit in the game between the two parties, then it is our turn to play it!

Although they all thought so in their hearts, they still comforted Vera with sincerity and concern:

"It's disgusting, how can the media treat our heroes like this?"

"Don't worry, Vera, I'm going to scold the White House right now. Those politicians are working all day long, and they don't know what they are thinking!"

"Yes, that's right, take a good rest, Vera, and we will definitely investigate for you."

"Don't worry about the advertisement of the perfume company, with us, everything will be normal."

You talk to me, noisy and noisy.

The meaning behind the words is almost straight: the company can't do it without you, we really can't do the perfume advertisement, but you, the director, should hurry up and get out of the hospital!

It can be seen that this group of people are also fighting for the company's stock price and reputation.

It's a pity that in the face of this outpouring of sincere comfort, the object of comfort did not respond at all.

On the contrary, Vera sat lazily on the bed, showing a subtle look of "I'll see how you make it up".

Listening, seeing that the group of guys hadn't noticed her impatience, Vera kept her expression on the surface, but she began to wonder in her heart:

"You have been working under me for two years, why are you still so stupid?"

With Vera's eyesight, she certainly knew what these subordinates meant—in fact, no one cared what happened to her, and no one cared whether she would have any psychological problems after waking up from a near-death state.

As soon as she looked over, everyone had "$" signs in their eyes, like a boar in the woods sniffing truffles.

...suddenly feel dull.

After seeing enough of the jokes, she pursed her lips and glanced coldly at the person in front of her who was expressing "caring" endlessly.

But with such a cool look in his eyes, several people who were still performing suddenly stopped.

Everyone subconsciously closed their mouths and looked at Vera cautiously, as if the skin was taut.

The female assistant who had been silent by the side took the opportunity to come forward, and sent away a group of colleagues with embarrassing expressions with a smile on her face.

After a few minutes, the female assistant came back. She closed the door of the ward, took out the laptop, and placed it gently on the small table in front of Vera, with a very helpless look on her face.

The female assistant is called Mary. She has been by Vera's side since she took office. She is an unusually beautiful, charming and trustworthy young girl.

When Washington was invaded, Mary happened to go to San Francisco on a business trip and was lucky to escape.

However, from the worried, annoyed, angry and frightened look on Mary's face, she was not happy at all.

"Did you know you had a bad concussion, Vera?"

Looking at the patient supervisor who couldn't wait to turn on the computer on the hospital bed, Mary could only sigh.

"Although those guys do have ulterior motives, but one thing is right - you shouldn't pay attention to Chaoying's issues at all now, you should take good care of your illness."

Vera pretended not to hear, she turned on the computer, used a self-made program to collect information, and studied it seriously.

All of a sudden, in the quiet ward, the crackling of computer keyboards could be heard.

Mary: "..."

She couldn't help raising her volume, and said a little angrily:

"If it's as you predicted, all the party media are now colluding together to deceive these seven superpowers, proving that the people behind the scenes are either important officials of the organization or political authorities—even if you know the purpose of those people, What can I do?"

"Is that even a question?"

Vera finally raised her head from the screen. She looked at the angry Mary, tilted her head, and said as a matter of course:

"Of course it's to rescue that dark, silly, white and sweet little princess from the hands of the big devil."

"...What the hell is the dark little princess, Vera Senna, are you crazy?!"

Mary was about to explode, anxious and angry, "Do you know what you look like now? - The dragon and the Gundam are fighting with the gods, and you are a dune cat in their battlefield!"

"Thank you for the compliment, so my image in your heart is the cutest cat in the world?"

Vera suddenly realized, and thanked politely.

At the same time, her eyes were fixed on the screen all the time, and with the flickering screen cuts, the faint blue light shone on her face, showing a more haggard and sickly appearance, as if she was about to faint at any time Stance.

When she lowered her head, a hideous indwelling needle was exposed on her fragile and slender neck.

——It seems that everyone has forgotten that this girl was dying four days ago, and even if she wakes up now, she still can't last long.

As a result, she finally got better, and began to speed up the investigation of this damn public opinion scam.

All of Mary's accusations were choked back, and she was very distressed.

"...Listen, Vera,"

She said hoarsely, "I know that the seven of them saved Washington, so you want to give back to them, which is fine. But with your current physical condition... honey, why don't you discuss this matter after you are discharged from the hospital ?”

The sound of typing on the keyboard stopped for a moment.

This time, Vera turned her head to look at Mary, hooked her lips rarely, and said a little funny:

"Wait until I'm discharged from the hospital? Well, then we can wait for the public opinion to boil the black lacquer princess into a pot of soup, so that she can't die anymore, and then go find the instigator, chop it up and feed it to the dogs?"

—— "But in your current state, how can you help them? Ah?"

Finally, Mary couldn't bear it any longer. She pointed at the seven superpowers on the TV screen who were still foolishly standing on the stage receiving the medal award, and asked back through gritted teeth:

"You figure it out! These guys are superpowers! They have strong destructive power and unique superpowers. Even if they really offend the whole world, at most they will be scolded a few times. Naturally, they have a way to get out of it !

But what about you?what do you have?If you get involved in this rashly, what should you do if you are discovered? "

"I beg you, stay in the hospital and recuperate, pretend you don't know anything, go back to Madison Avenue, live an ordinary life, continue to make perfume ads, and still be the genius Vera Senna in the advertising industry... like this Is it not good?"

Vera was stunned for a moment, but she actually really thought about this question seriously.

Just when Mary was full of anticipation and thought that Vera had been moved by her call just now, the girl pondered for a moment, then firmly... shook her head.

"Not good," she said.

Mary: "..."

Mary: "Why?!"

Vera, talking nonsense solemnly: "Maybe it's because... I have a concussion?"

——She can't help it either!

Who let that palm down at that time make her slam her head on the black armor, it hurts!

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