[Comprehensive British and American] The son of the villain does not want to inherit the family busi

Banquets in Gotham have always been extravagant, and most of the upper-class people gather together, while those little followers who come with their benefactors are cautiously waiting aside, seeing if they can sacrifice something to build a line for themselves .

——Finding a good funder is comparable to working alone in an unknown corner for ten years. This is the unspoken rule of these people.

Unlike those who followed behind the hem of the gorgeous clothes, a young man with a slightly youthful appearance was sitting in an unobtrusive corner.Maple-colored, upturned hair fell just below the ears, and emerald green eyes drooped slightly.

I don't know if it's because the other party's age is similar to the students who just came out of school, and he looks at everything with a sense of seriousness.And now he was staring seriously at the little dollop of cream left on the plate in front of him, trying to scrape it off with a fork.

"Kervin, are you listening?" The male voice in the ear raised a degree.

"I'm listening, Lex." The young man still held the fork in one hand, and then touched the communicator in his ear with the other hand.

Even without face-to-face, the person on the other end of the communicator recognized his undisguised perfunctory attitude.

Lex Luthor frowned, and had to think about his education method again.But he couldn't help it. The Colvin who was talking to him was his son, but not quite his son.

That young man was a living body co-created by villains like them with unruly ideas in order to continue their excellent genes.If any father reaches out too far and interferes too much during this time, it will upset the balance and disrupt everything.

It stands to reason that now Lex Luthor has crossed this customary gray line, because he is now checking the studies of his future heir in the time of the clown.

But that's okay, none of them really play by the rules, as long as they're worth their while.Fortunately, Colvin never let him down in class.

Thinking of this, the man's expression slowed down a bit, "Then that's all for today's inspection."

Hearing this sentence, which was almost equivalent to "dismiss get out of class", Colvin raised his head, and even put the fork in his hand aside solemnly.

"Daddy, I want to talk to you about something!"

You see, you see, when you are doing business, you call your father by his first name, but now you start calling Daddy when you ask for help.

However, Lex Luthor didn't dislike this.Not to mention that judging the situation is a necessary condition for being a good villain, this kind of dialogue makes him feel more like a real father.

Although he had already predicted what kind of request Kervin would make, he still said, "Say it."

"I want to start my own entertainment company, and I need resources and support." Ke Wen straightened his back and tried his best to make himself appear formal, "The company I'm in now is really terrible. They don't give me the chance to go up, my goal is the movie king!"

Lex Luthor: "..."

Most fathers know their sons well, even if he is a one-in-n father.He knew Ke Wen's talent in business and even crime, and he also knew how bad the other party's acting skills were.There is nothing hidden in the opponent's green eyes!

How can this be?A villain who can't lie? !I really don't know which old bastard is responsible for this failure in enlightenment education! ! !

"I don't think this is an idea worth implementing." Lex Luthor was seeking truth from facts, well, it was actually mixed with some selfishness, "Instead of focusing on such unscrupulous things, it's better to think about it." Figure out how to get rid of those superheroes."

"But……"

"It's nothing but, if you don't allow it, you don't allow it. You can ask other people to see what they will say." Lex Luthor didn't seem to be worried at all that Colvin would ask others for help.

Sure enough, after the man finished speaking, Ke Wen fell silent.Before that, he had already asked most of his fathers, and all the answers he got were similar to those of Lex Luthor.If even the man on the opposite side refuses to agree to him, he can only ask the clown for help.

But... the clown?As we all know, that green-haired man is not only a lunatic who cannot be regulated by behavioral logic, but also a poor man with empty pockets and clean sleeves, who has to rob banks for his daily meals.Counting on that person to provide resources is completely dreaming.

Ke Wen's whole body fell down, but Lex Luthor looked extremely satisfied.After making an appointment for the next time to check his homework, he hung up the phone happily.

The young man who failed to achieve his goal again snorted, and licked the lump of cream that had been pulled back and forth into his mouth indignantly.

At this moment, he was tapped on the shoulder by a woman with heavy makeup, "Little gentleman, are you free now? Our boss wants to talk to you."

Ke Wen followed the suggestive eyes of the other party and saw an older man on the second floor of the hall.The other party is about five or sixty years old, with a standard Mediterranean hairstyle, looking plump and greasy.

At this moment, the man was also staring straight at him, as if he was looking at some delicious snack, which made Ke Wen feel uncomfortable.

He guessed that he must have shown this feeling, otherwise the person who hinted at him madly before would not have added the next sentence, "Let's think about it, after all, my boss is a shareholder of Wayne Enterprises."

The lady thought she had seen a lot of people like Colvin.At first, he expressed dissatisfaction and looked disgusted, but when he heard that he was the boss, he immediately changed into a flattering face.Although her boss doesn't hold many shares, the shareholders of Wayne Enterprises are very sought-after no matter where they are placed.

Ke Wen turned his eyes around the shareholder, and finally came to a conclusion: the monthly income of the other party may not be as much as the money transferred to his card every month.

As the son of a villain, Colvin's quality of life is naturally not bad. He has also seen what most rich people have seen.It's just... his funding for acting is really pitiful, after all, this is not the career that those "guardians" are optimistic about.

When it comes to this point, he is really aggrieved.Obviously he turned 18 last month, shouldn't people of this age let themselves go? !Where is the need for guardianship? !

Like most teenagers, Colvin also crossed the red line agreed with the guardian and invested the money in the card into acting, but the punishment followed: his card was frozen for two full months.Ke Erwen, who had no worries about food and clothing, had to experience the hardships of life first-hand, and he will always take this as a warning.

Now that the path of throwing money at oneself has been blocked, then find a way to let others throw it at you!Ke Erwen set his sights on the not very likable shareholder again, but the deep-rooted aesthetics could not make him compromise on this after all.

"I'm sorry, I still can't accept it. You are from Wayne Enterprises, right? If you let your CEO come, I might think about it."

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The long and difficult dinner party finally came to an end, and Ke Wen walked out of the gorgeous building with his own things on his back.

The inside of the building and the outside of the building are two completely different scenes. As lively as it used to be inside, the outside is more depressed.The street lamps that have been in disrepair for a long time are bright and dim, and there are faint footsteps coming.

Those who made the sound were a few suspected bodyguards, but judging from the cigarettes in their mouths and the several hideous scars on their faces, they were not serious people.

"Have you found the third-rate actor that the employer is looking for, who is trying to save his face in public?"

Colvin: "..."

Although he had expected the result of saying that at the banquet, isn't it too much for the other party to call him that? !Who is a third-rate actor? !He is clearly—

Well, technically speaking, the gang is not wrong.So far, what Keerwen has been able to offer is a TV series in which he acts as an extra.But the fact is one thing, willing to admit it is another.

"Boss, look, that third-rate actor is right there!"

A bodyguard found out where Ke Wen was. Even in the dark, his maple syrup-colored hair was dazzling.Hearing this, other people pulled out the wooden storage bin one after another.

"Hey, can't we just talk about it?"

Can we not always be third-rate actors, called third-rate actors? !This kind of thing doesn't need you to remind me repeatedly, ok?

Ke Wen raised his hand, and the group of bodyguards immediately became vigilant.But when they saw the young man's empty palm and the only palm-sized small bag on his back, these people gradually became relaxed.

"Boy, you'd better follow us obediently, or if you accidentally scratch your Jingui face, you won't be able to act anymore."

"No, I just want to remind you." Ke Wen tapped the group of people behind him with his raised hand.

However, they didn't accept the young man's kindness, they just took it as a lie to divert their attention, "Don't think about it, this is one of the most remote streets in Gotham, no one will pass by by chance!"

Before the voice of this sentence fell, the head of the speaker had already been pressed hard on the ground by the black leather gloves.

A man with a pair of sharp horns on top of his head silently jumped down from a height, and the black jagged shape drew a piercing arc in the air with his movements.

"It's Batman! Oh, this black bat monster has appeared again!" Just because of the appearance of this person, the bodyguards who were still domineering just now immediately dispersed.

One of the bodyguards rushed towards Ke Erwen in a panic, his face was pale, he didn't even want the wooden warehouse, and he kept cursing a person who was not there at all—

"Wayne, damn Wayne! If he hadn't funded Batman to save his life, where would we be in this situation?"

Wayne?Is it the CEO of Wayne Enterprises that I casually pulled out before?Unexpectedly, this boss, who sounded no different from other companies, would take over such funding business!

A silver bat dart was stuck at Colvin's feet, logically blocking the bodyguard's escape route.The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and was immediately enveloped by an extended black shadow.The armored knee hit the back of the opponent's head hard, and the bodyguard lost consciousness before he even had time to scream.

Probably sensing the staring gaze from behind, the knight in black turned his head.The young man who was being troubled by those people still stood there, and he didn't know if it was because he didn't react or because of something else.

Among his peers, Ke Wen's height can be considered above average, but in front of Batman, he looks a bit inadequate.At this moment, he raised his head, looking hesitant to speak.

There are many things he wants to ask, including what does the CEO of Wayne Enterprises look like?How are you?Do you get along well?Have any bad habits?Will you make some cross-line requests on weekdays?Oh, and the most important point--

Since that Mr. Wayne is a life-saving person who relies on funding Batman to eliminate disasters, if he saves him once according to Batman's routine, can the other party also follow the routine to be his benefactor?

Facing Batman's scrutinizing gaze, Ke Wen finally didn't ask this question.

——In front of the current favored object who valued the money owner, he showed his intention to steal the other party's job?Is it stupid? !

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal about Ke Wen, Batman turned his head back, intending to return to the darkness as before.

But this time Colvin called him.

Batman didn't look back, and didn't stop, showing great disregard for the youth's words.That's what he does, he only pays attention to what he wants to pay attention to.

The man walked against the light, and the cloak was gathered around him, like a huge bat wing retracted.Just a back view is enough to make people feel a huge sense of oppression.

But Ke Wen directly ignored these, only paying attention to the legs exposed under the neat cloak.Batman's legs are extremely strong, and his explosive muscle curves are enough to be included in the human body textbook.But it can't hide—

"Mr. Bat, your cape is askew."

Probably because of the fight just now, Batman's cloak was tilted to one side, which directly caused one of his legs exposed under the cloak to be long and the other short.

Batman whose image was picked on by a third-rate actor: "..."

A smoke bow rolled out from the universal belt. In the dark smoke, he pursed his lips and fired the grappling hook towards the building not far away. His figure disappeared into the night in a flash.

Ke Wen who kindly reminded the other party, but was sprayed with smoke: "..."

For God's sake, he really wasn't being picky on purpose, it's just... the crooked cloak was too far from a passing mark in his aesthetics.Can you believe it?He almost couldn't control his thoughts of stepping forward to help Batman grab the wind just now!But... Batman, who simply dodges away, obviously has no intention of repentance.

If the other party doesn't accept the suggestion, don't accept the suggestion. After all, this is a personal right, but spraying smoke on someone's face is a bit too much.

Colvin raised his hand expressionlessly to wipe off the dust on his face. He used to feel a little guilty because he wanted to share the benefactor with Batman. Now he not only wants to take Wayne, but also give Batman Heroes wear small shoes!

The young man took out his mobile phone from his bag and made a call with great purpose.

"Good evening, Daddy, I'd like to borrow a few people from your clown gang."

"What? No no no, not for show business. I just wanted to plan a big meeting with the CEO of Wayne Enterprises."