Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

My father definitely has some kind of weird control addiction, otherwise there is no way to explain why the call came in on time just after I started the car, and I had already confirmed it before I was going to go out. I haven't even seen the group of animals raised by Damian, and I don't know if Damian took them out for a walk today.

Is anyone walking a cow?

After I hung up the phone resentfully, my plan to go out alone was interrupted.

Even though I was arguing on the phone, protesting to my father, can I not go out without someone at home, I am already 20 years old!

Originally, I wanted to say something like "I have lived well by myself for the past 20 years".

But before I could say it, I endured it in time. This sentence sounded like I was angry and blamed my father. When people quarrel, they always unconsciously take out all they can use to defend and use weapons to attack.Even if you don't have that intention in your heart at all, you will unconsciously defend yourself.

I don't want to be like this. Although it is troublesome to be under control, I also know that my father is doing it for my own good. I know that she must have entrusted some detectives to investigate me, and she must have seen me in amateur kickboxing. The results in the competition, I think I have such a skill, at least ordinary street gangsters will definitely not be able to take advantage of me.

It's just that he apparently couldn't find my medical records—because I didn't have—

Therefore, when I knew that I might have an old injury, I took me to see Dr. Tompkins non-stop.

There is a fundamental difference between a free fighter who has not trained for two years and a free fighter who has injured his wrist and can no longer use too much strength. At least the latter must have bid farewell to the field.

And Gotham is a very special city. The crime rate is higher than the detection rate. It is very popular here. Even people like me who grew up in other cities have heard of several notorious bosses, such as black mask and red head. hood and the like.

Even if my father is the richest man in Gotham, he has often been publicly kidnapped or threatened by these villains, not to mention that although I have no influence, I am already a favorite biological child of Bruce Wayne in the eyes of the public media daughter.

After all, I think it won't be long before the equity and real estate that my father transferred to me will be exposed in the eyes of the public, and by that time, I will be a childish rich woman who has no power to restrain a chicken and is especially easy to deceive. 】

At best, my dad is overly protective and controlling, but since I'm in Gotham now, it doesn't seem to be a surprise.

So even though I didn't take my father's decision seriously, I still didn't refute his love for daughters.And my dad obviously didn't object to my going out, he just asked me to wait in the car for 10 minutes.

As soon as 10 minutes arrived, I heard the roar of the engine coming directly from the road leading to the ground from the garage, and approached at a very fast speed. I lowered the window curiously, and poked my head out to look at the road leading to the ground. In a few seconds, I saw a super cool red and black heavy locomotive rushing out from the end of the road, and even left the ground a few centimeters because of its high speed.

"Bang—bang——" As the car landed, the tire of the heavy locomotive slid on the ground with a very obvious brake mark. At the same time, the long-legged handsome guy on the car supported his? A light leap jumped off the locomotive.

The pure black full-face helmet was taken off by the man, and what was exposed from underneath was Jay, the temporary driver I met when I just returned to Wayne Manor a week ago.

"See you again, miss." Jay seemed to be in a good mood.

Although the white broken hair on his forehead was a little sweaty at the moment, it was slightly stuck to his forehead.

But he didn't look out of breath, but brushed his forehead away casually.

Then he put the helmet with one hand on his waist casually on the red and black locomotive that had already set up the frame: "I heard that you are short of a driver?"

Grass, he has a good look, no, he looks good!

Jay motioned for me to open the car door, then easily lifted me out of the driver's seat, stuffed me into the passenger seat, and then happily sat in the driver's seat. Until this time, I finally realized that I was dissatisfied. Protested loudly: "I'll drive!"

Even though this car looks very low-key, it is after all the car in the garage of my dad, the richest man in Gotham who spends so much money. No matter how cheap it is, it must be much more advanced than the pickup truck I drove before. I want to drive!

"I remember that I applied for a driver, not an accompanying driver?" Jay held the steering wheel in front of him tightly, and smiled at me: "Besides, it's rare for Bruce Wayne to use it on the street by himself. Car, I haven't tried it much."

"How do you know that my dad doesn't use it very much...Is it because he is too low-key, I originally wanted to choose the Porsche outside—"

"Low-key?" Jay laughed horribly, as if he was about to die laughing on the spot: "Miss, this is a custom-made Rolls-Royce Phantom, the only one in the world."

?

What, a customized version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, where is such a dark car specially customized?I didn't see the word "Wayne" engraved on it either?

I quietly stopped protesting, and obediently retreated into the passenger seat.Although I have a formal driver's license at the age of 17, the car I used to drive was a pickup, and it was second-hand. Even if it was scratched, my foster parents and I didn't feel sorry for it, and it was very cheap to repair the car, but this car Cars are different.

Grass, if I haven’t eaten pork, I must have seen a pig walking. No matter how ignorant I am, I have heard the name of Rolls-Royce Phantom, but I have never seen it.

I have one in my garage, custom made.

Not to mention that I drive, and after knowing that this car is a Rolls-Royce Phantom, I am even afraid of being scratched while sitting in it. How much will it cost to repair this car at the original factory?

As a newly promoted rich man, I'm obviously not ready to spend all my money after getting rich overnight.

So even though I might have been able to afford such a car long ago, I quickly withdrew my hand, sat upright on the co-pilot, and then said to Jay: "I thought about it, and I think it should be respected." Take a look at your job options."

"Pfft..." I calmly ignored the snoring, Jay obviously showed me face, and after starting the car, he stepped on the accelerator and roared towards the direction of downtown Gotham: "Get ready to go!" Where, miss?"

"Well, you can call me Roxy or Luo." Alfred will also call me Miss Roxy.

Although I would just let the old housekeeper call me by my name, but obviously he insisted.

But Jay's tone of calling me sounded a bit non-malicious and teasing, a bit similar to the way of compliments between friends.

Although he is a temporary driver hired by our family, I am used to being poor, so it is a bit strange to be called like this all of a sudden.

"Okay, Roxy." As I thought, Jay is obviously not a person who especially abides by the rules of the work.

In other words, from the first time I saw him, I felt that he looked like a person who had escaped from the dense rules of the world, and he looked extremely free and easy.

Therefore, at my request, he didn't insist at all, and called my name directly, which sounded much more awkward than the eldest lady.

"I'm going to bring some gifts to my younger brothers and sisters who are in foster families. Do you have any recommended shopping places?"

Originally, I was going to buy it when my dad took me out that day.But my dad obviously wants to make my existence known to the world.

Therefore, none of the gifts that were originally expected to be purchased were purchased.Instead, my wardrobe, shoe cabinet, bag cabinet—yes, I still have a bag cabinet—

It changed from being empty before, to being filled with the big and small bags that day.

Therefore, none of the goals for going out that day were achieved.And I am also facing the start of school, and I will definitely have to find a time to go back to Fawcett next week.

I have to buy everything before then.

"Brothers and sisters?" Jay turned his head slightly to look at me while driving, "Are you on good terms?"

"Well, it is said that after I went to college and left, my parents in the foster family adopted another little boy. I haven't seen him yet, but other than that, my relationship with my younger brothers and sisters is pretty good. Although They are all orphans, but they are not inferior at all."

When it comes to my younger brothers and sisters, I am the elder sister.

My self-confidence came to my heart unconsciously.After all, I was the first child adopted in the foster family of the Vasquez couple. It was the first time for anyone to become a father or mother, and they often worried about whether they did not do well.So we are more like friends with a slight age gap than the relationship between parents and daughters.

"So..." Jay was obviously just picking up a topic, he was not driving slowly, and we soon drove out of Wayne Island, driving on the suburban road: "Have you decided what to buy? Is it? The shopping district in downtown Gotham is a bit scattered."

"Well, for my sisters, one is going to college, and I'm going to give her a bag. It can be used for class or going out on a date, and the other is still at the age of eating sweets.

As for my younger brothers, they are easy to deal with. One likes to play games, one likes to eat, and one likes superheroes.On the contrary, it was the younger brother Billy whom I had never met, whose preferences I knew nothing about. "

"Didn't your other siblings mention him?" Jay raised his eyebrows slightly, and I shrugged helplessly: "Only when Billy first arrived at home, my parents in the foster family ever called me, because Billy runs away too often."

"I heard that he wants to find his biological parents, but I can't do anything about it. No one knows where the Batsons are."

"Wait, what's the kid's name?"

"Huh?" I turned my head blankly, and replied suspiciously, "Billy Batson."