[Comprehensive British and American] Justice Passerby

"On Wednesday, Bruce Wayne and his new love Eli appeared on the red carpet of the Gotham Opera House to participate in the auction reception of the Wabbs Charity Fund. Last Sunday, Wayne went to the city hospital to visit critically ill patients. For months, our Prince of Gotham has been participating in various high-profile charitable causes. It seems that he has fully recovered from the injury caused by low-altitude skydiving while wearing inappropriate equipment two months ago. Citizens are talking about Wayne's move There are many, but editorialists seem to have different opinions." This is a well-arranged media event," Cook, a famous media person, revealed to this newspaper, "The photographer, the author, Wayne has already prepared all the hot news needs. What he’s doing is just one perfect show after another, the real purpose is to build momentum for the new production line that Wayne Group will open next month.’ Several other editorialists made similar comments. However, Bruce Wayne himself publicly denied that he was selling public welfare as a selling point to the public. Wayne said that doing charity, like sex, is an instinct that occurs when people are emotionally touched."

"You know I can hear you, Alfred," Bruce said.

"'Charity is like sex,'" continued Mr. Steward's voice through the headset. "What a metaphor, Mr. Wayne, that even Whitman himself could not have said more philosophically."

Bruce mumbles something that sounds like, "That's what the press wants, dudes, beauties, and slurs."

"With all due respect, you are already past the age where you can be called a playboy. In this regard, Master Damian is much less worrying than you." Alfred said, "Perhaps I can look forward to it Will there be a mistress in Wayne Manor before I die?"

Slight current sound.

"Go ahead, Alfred." The old butler snorted.

Bruce pretended not to hear.

Earlier today, Jack, the supervisor, called to tell him that Miss Amy, who had appeared at various receptions many times, would not appear in this negotiation, and the other party temporarily replaced her.Bruce immediately checked the profile of the female executive.

Freya Sheffield, studied at Midtown University as an undergraduate, and a JD diploma at New York University School of Law as a graduate student. After graduation, she worked full-time as a commercial contract negotiation consultant, skipped two slots, and finally settled in the current company.A year and a half ago, he moved to Metropolitan from Washington, claiming that it was due to job changes, but it was suspected to be because he was involved in terrorist attacks many times during the period.The footage shows that the woman is well trained in boxing and very helpful.Raising dogs, single, living alone, living a simple and regular life.The evaluations given by many headhunting companies in the data show that Freya Sheffield has a high level of business and is a good person, but she is relatively strict with her subordinates in her career.Low salary requirements and high requirements for a relaxed working environment.

Business is more strict.

perfect.

Bruce glanced at a photo of her life, as if evaluating her appearance, and then recalled his date list in the past few months, and immediately decided to advance the next plan.

"This will be very convincing. Brucey has been among the models for three consecutive months, and the change of direction at this time is consistent with the past." He said to Alfred at the time, and immediately decided to attend this round in person negotiations.

The gangs in Gotham seem to be making big moves these days. There are several new ships on the pier, which seem to be transporting some very important items.Judging from the confession of the last little boss visited by the bat, it may be weapons, or worse, drugs, and there are forces in the Metropolis involved.The gang's big moves meant big moves for the bats in the dark, so he needed the daytime Brussie Babe for cover more than ever.

The headlines for a month or two are predictable. Originally, Bruce planned to make a fuss at the Rex reception, but since the fanatical Miss Amy will not appear, he can also choose to avoid that occasion.Being targeted by a vengeful Lex is not a good thing.

"Spoken words in negotiations with partners? Wayne is in deep trouble again" is a qualified headline.

"Keep an eye on Foster. If she publishes a press release, help push it." Bruce said again.

So Alfred, with a little hope, blessed Miss Supermodel in his heart for half a month, and announced the strikeout.

There was still a turn to reach the Box Hotel, and a message from Jack was received on the mobile phone, indicating that he had arrived.Bruce double-checked his look in the rearview mirror again at the stoplight to make sure everything was perfect.When the light turned green, the black Aston Martin DB5 accelerated aggressively, leaving the other cars far behind.

The waiter at the entrance of the hotel came to help park the car. Bruce threw the key over and got up to pat the corner of his clothes.There was a large bouquet of gaudy roses on the back seat of the car. He put on a face full of interest—no one could see that he was almost frowned by the strong fragrance of the flowers—and strode into the hotel with the flowers in his arms, convinced that Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw the flashing lights coming and going in the corner of the hotel.

Freya had just sat down when Bruce Wayne entered the room.

After exchanging pleasantries with Jack, she heard a knock on the door, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a bouquet of roses that could be placed as a facade in a flower shop.

There is a sense of sight of rich second-generation high school students courting downstairs in the dormitory.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she looked over the flowers to look at the person.

Bruce Wayne is of amazing stature, he's handsome and well-groomed.Although the years have left deep marks on him, no one can deny that this is a man with infinite charm.For a moment, Freya saw his eyes, a pair of steel blue pupils, at first it was a sea, and immediately turned into a blue picture.

Wayne smiled.

A familiar, formulaic smile.

Freya has seen this familiar arc too many times in the past few days. Whether it is newspapers, magazines, or TV reports, whenever Bruce Wayne appears in front of people, he seems to have the same expression.

Her curiosity stretched out her paws like a kitten again in her heart. Freya silently said a hundred times that she was here to negotiate, and then thought about Steve's blue eyes and Clark's blue eyes one by one.

After a few seconds, she politely accepted the rose with a just-right surprise smile on her face.Hold the flowers, take a deep breath, and then praise them. After completing the regular process of receiving flowers, she feels that her nose may never smell the fragrance of any dishes again.

Jack, the director of the Wayne Group, introduced them to each other, and the three exchanged pleasantries.

The chef began to prepare the dishes, and Wayne smoothly opened a seat for Freya, and then returned to his side and sat down after she was seated.

"The wines here are all specially made by Château Haubion." He crossed his slender fingers into a tower and propped his chin. He was not overly enthusiastic, but his tone was very sincere. "You must try some. I have never been in a business reception What a pity to see you."

Freya responded with a smile, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, starting from this sentence, Wayne didn't stop during the whole lunch, and every word he said was just right, which not only made people feel the favor of the uncrowned king of Gotham, but also made people wonder if he was thinking too much, Like a cat teasing a mouse.Time and time again, he stepped on the bottom line of Freya's temper, but miraculously backed away, leaving her alone with a bone stuck in her throat, endlessly bored.

Freya has never been good at any social occasions, which is why she asked her boss not to arrange any unnecessary entertainment for her from the beginning. After half a day of tossing, she at least hopes to get some peace in her official business.

They run out of superficially friendly meals.

After a meal, she felt that her Taoism had made great progress.

Freya can control her words and is always polite, but she can't control her micro-expressions, let alone the media's mouth, so when she and Wayne shook hands in front of the hotel, the "click" of the camera was as dense as raindrops.She doesn't even care that she's in the headlines, or what the Gotham press will report—she's already grinning a little stiffly.

"Excuse me, I don't know what Ms. Sheffield's plans are for tonight?" Wayne asked before parting.

"I plan to go to New Poly to enjoy Gotham's sleepless nights." Almost vindictively direct, Freya said stiffly, "Could it be that Mr. Wayne is also willing to show respect?"

I don't know if it was her illusion, but Wayne's expression seemed to freeze for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Freya asked with great interest, "The new Poly District was also funded by your company to rebuild it, even though it was advertised on Metropolis' channel. I have to say, it looks pretty good." Tempting. But I have heard that the law and order in Gotham is not very reassuring, and I also heard that Mr. Wayne never appears in night parties..."

"Gotham is safe." Bruce Wayne took up the conversation without thinking, and said ambiguously, "Just because I don't go out, doesn't mean I don't have a social life."

"The newspaper said you had a face-to-face with Batman," Freya said.

Wayne nodded. "I've seen that thug, he's just a vigilante who doesn't know what he's doing, creating panic among the people. The Wayne Group just made another investment in the police department last year. The police force here can be said to be the best in the United States. Second to none. Gotham doesn't need Batman."

Freya agreed with a smile, but she made up her mind to meet this vigilante if she had the chance.

They made an appointment for tomorrow's negotiation time, and each got into the car.