Super Cute New To Marvel

  Chapter 1 Titan

  At 7:30 in the morning, the faint white mist still enveloped the Potomac River and has not cleared. Fisher, wearing a blue short sleeve, was paddling his rented rubber boat in the river. The thin water vapor wetted his clothes, but he didn't notice it.

  After driving the kayak for more than an hour, the white mist completely dissipated, and Fisher slowly rowed the kayak to the shore, and then carried the kayak to the store not far away.

   "Mr. Fisher, don't you row?" The muscular lady boss lay on the counter with a smile and watched Fisher walked into the shop and piled the kayaks on the clearing.

   "Yes, it's time to go to work, after all, just exercise is not enough to feed your stomach!" Fisher smiled and walked into the dressing room next door.

   "I can raise you!" The lady boss whispered looking at Fisher's back.

"Five me?" Fisher forced a smile in the locker room. The owner’s rental shop can rent hundreds of kayaks a day. If you calculate it at $10 for 45 minutes, you can earn thousands of dollars a day. In the peak tourist season, it sounds like a lot, but here is nothing else. Washington, DC, the heart of the United States, although not as good as an inch of money in New York, the cost of a day is also very high, so the proprietress is a year The income is just a middle class.

  "But how many billions of hand sanitizer I have in a year!" Taking off his damp short sleeves, Fisher was naked and looking at himself in the mirror. How long has it been? For more than twenty years, he almost forgot what he used to look like.

  Standing on the spot for more than ten seconds, Fisher reacted. He looked at his sturdy body in the mirror, then smiled, took out the towel from his cabinet, and walked to the bathroom. Ten minutes later, Fisher, wearing a neat suit, walked out of the locker room with a big bag, said hello to the proprietress, and left. He is a regular customer of this store, and the expenses are all settled in the first quarter.

After walking out of the store, Fisher stood on the side of the road and looked around for a while. A black Mercedes stopped on the side of the road. The co-pilot jumped off a slender brunette with a white shirt and white upper body. The suit and the lower part of the body are also the same white straight skirt. The beauty skillfully opened the rear door to let Fisher get in the car, and she took the bag in Fisher's hand and put it into the trunk.

   "Morning, boss!"

   "Good morning, Kate!"

   "Are there any arrangements for today?" After getting on the bus, Fisher asked after taking the mineral water that Kate had handed over.

"There are two things in total. You want to see Colonel Rod of the Air Force at 9:30. He is here to urge us and the Air Force for the drone order, and then at 3 pm on the anniversary of the first anniversary of the reconstruction of New Baghdad. give a speech!"

  "New Baghdad has been built for a year? Time is so fast!" Fisher was a little surprised.

   "This is all your credit!" the female secretary complimented.

   "No, this is the credit of each of us!" Fisher leaned on the leather seat, eyes full of memories, how fast time is!

  The Mercedes Benz drove across Pennsylvania Avenue, and finally slowed down in front of a building that was only 30 stories high, and then turned into the underground parking lot on the side.

  In the middle of the building, there is a string of **** letters ATLAS, of which letter A is the largest, and the horizontal bar at A is still red.

Atlas, in Greek mythology, Atlas is the **** of the Titans. He was punished by Zeus to shoulder the sky with his shoulders. He was also called the Giant God. Therefore, Atlas was also called the Titan Company by outsiders. And Fisher himself felt that the Titan was better than Atlas.

  Unlike most groups that set up their headquarters in New York or Los Angeles, Seattle, Atlas is headquartered in Washington, DC. One of the major reasons is the business objects of Titan.

As a responsible and responsible security contractor and defense service company, Titan’s biggest customers are the U.S. Department of Defense and the U.S. Joint Special Operations Command. Of course, there are occasional National Guards, so it’s more in Washington than in New York. It is much more convenient.

After walking into the office, Fisher made himself a cup of protein powder. After a sip, he sat back in front of the computer leisurely, moused over dozens of confidential documents, and finally stopped in Google Chrome. forward.

   "It's still early, let's go to the tubing to watch the sand sculpture video!" Checked the time, um, it was almost half past nine, anyway, Colonel Rhodes won't arrive until ten o'clock, and I can still fish for a while.

  At a quarter past ten, Kate pushed open the door of the office on time, and then a black officer in an air force uniform with a briefcase walked in.

   "Welcome, Colonel Rhodes, what would you like to drink?" Fisher looked at the other person's familiar face with emotion in his heart.

   "Pure water is good!" Colonel Rhodes sat across from Fisher, and after a few words of greeting, he entered the topic.

   "That's it, Mr. Fisher, regarding our newly purchased batch of mq drones, the Air Force hopes to get the goods within three months!"

   "Ah, this!"

   "Uh, I know that time is tight, we can add money, but the time must be fast!"

   "Is the situation in the Middle East worsening again?"

   "Yes, a very powerful local armed forces suddenly emerged over there. Their equipment is much more advanced than those tribes, and they have become a pot of porridge, and we have to help those tribes armed, so, you know!"

   "Okay, I understand, I will let them hurry up and try to complete the order in the shortest time!"

   "Thank you very much, then I'm leaving!" After solving the problem, Rhodes is about to leave.

  "Would you not stay for lunch? Our company canteen is very good!"

   "No, I have to rush to New York to see Stark Industries!" Rhodes waved his hand as he was about to go out, and suddenly stopped.

   "What's the matter, Mr. Colonel? Have you changed your mind?"

   "No, Mr. Fisher, next Sunday, there will be a party in New York for Mr. Stark. Would you like to come?"

   "I'd like to say it, I have met Mr. Stark quite a few times, but we haven't talked much!"

  "He, except for beautiful women and good wine, basically no one can talk to him, don't take it to heart!"

After watching Colonel Rhodes leave, Fisher looked at the wall calendar. It was 2010. After being in this world for so long, the wonderful story slowly unfolded. When he thought of this, Fisher still had something Eager to try.

   "Then, superheroes and purple sweet potato essence, let them go!"

  (End of this chapter)