In theory, it can be wiped off by wiping it with your hands.

So Gwen wanted to reach out and wipe it.

"Don't touch it!"

The driver of the car in front knocked off Gwen's hand without even looking up.

Just like Gwen is a moron trying to touch his wife.

"You wipe it with your hands, it should be able to wipe it off."

Gwen could only withdraw her hand.

"So if you women can't drive, don't drive..."

The owner of the Bentley took a picture with his phone while muttering, then looked up.

The moment he saw Gwen, he was speechless.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

The woman sitting in the passenger seat of the Bentley also got out of the car.

Wearing heavy makeup is like standing on the street.

The foundation was so thick that Gwen wondered if this guy would be scumbag when he smiled.

"It's okay, you go back."

The owner of the Bentley waved and told the woman in the co-pilot to get back into the car quickly.

But his eyes were still fixed on the big Buddha in front of him.

"What, it's just such a broken car, how dare it hit your car."

But the appearance of the Bentley owner aroused the dissatisfaction of the co-pilot woman.

Well, Gwen is younger than her, better-looking than her, and ten times stronger than her even without makeup.

Her man stared at Gwen, which made her very unhappy.

Take a closer look, this girl drives a rented car, and the clothes on her body don't even have a brand name, she looks like a street stall.

It’s not sure what is written in Mexico or India on the sign.

She has no status, no money, but she has face. How dare this kind of girl crash a car to attract her man's attention?

"Pay, do you know how much the bumper of a Bentley costs? Don't even think about leaving without a hundred thousand dollars."

The make-up girl said a hundred thousand.

It's less than $[-] to replace a whole bumper.

"Tell me, how much."

Gwen looked at the driver of the Bentley, the white man.

She felt that she was responsible after all, and she could do as much as she should.

And I don't want to waste time with the two mentally retarded people anymore, the damage control company has already been formed.

"no no……"

"We can't lose one point!"

The makeup girl doesn't know why her man stutters, but she doesn't stutter.

Gwen didn't even look at the makeup girl, just at the driver of the Bentley.

Because it must be the man who pays, and the old woman over there will definitely not pay a penny.

"what happened?"

Toni walked over in square steps.

"There was a little accident, and the man made out with the co-pilot and stepped on the brakes."

Gwen folded her arms and said she was telling the truth.

"Don't talk nonsense, you are the one who bumped into us!"

The makeup girl was still pushing Lai Lai, but the Bentley driver was speechless.

Amidst the sound of the siren, a mounted policeman rode a motorcycle and drove over from behind a series of cars.

"what happened?"

As soon as the police officer's motorcycle stopped, he got out of the car.

When he turned around, he saw Gwen.

"Ahem, well, it was an accident, right?"

The policeman took out his notebook, coughed twice, and his expression became unnatural.

"Officer, this car hit our car!"

The makeup girl is still shouting.

"Go back to the car without glasses!"

The Bentley owner suddenly yelled at the makeup girl.

"Okay! You'll yell at me, I'm obviously defending you! Hmph!"

The make-up girl who was yelled at was breathless, and sat back in the car angrily.

"I'm very sorry, I... the secretary didn't wear glasses today, she is highly myopic."

The owner of the Bentley fumbled in his pocket and produced a business card.

"I'm Jeff Derek, CEO of Vista Corporation."

He presented the business card with both hands and handed it to Toni.

"Oh hey, be careful."

Toni raised her hands high, with a very disgusted expression on her face.

"Well, she doesn't take other people's things."

Elizabeth also got out of the car and took the business card from Derek.

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"Vista Company? Is it so familiar?"

Gwen chewed on the company's name over and over again.

"Well, Miss Stacey, I want to issue you a ticket for rear-end collision...do you want me to notify Commissioner Stacey?"

The mounted policeman said to Gwen while writing and drawing in a small notebook.

"Uncle Mark, it's not serious, is it, Mr. Derek?"

Gwen looked back at Derek.

"It's not serious, it's not serious, officer, we've already done it privately."

Derek immediately waved his hand.

If someone can accept his business card, he will be so happy that he can't sleep tonight. He is not willing to let someone pay for it.

"Alright then, you must be careful next time you drive."

Policeman Mark warned Gwen.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, let's get over the matter and let it go. It's hard for me to cause traffic jams."

"Goodbye, Uncle Mark."

Gwen greeted the mounted police and pushed Toni back.

"Let's go, let's discuss things."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Derek had no choice but to go back to his car.

Still, the fact that Toni and Gwen took his card still put a smile on his face.

"Are you so happy? For that woman?"

The makeup girl of his co-pilot was not happy.

"Don't talk nonsense if you can't see it! That's Toni Stark and Gwen Stacy!"

Derek patted the steering wheel, he didn't want to touch the woman next to him at all.

Fortunately, there are a lot of adults, so he didn't care about what this woman said, otherwise he would be miserable.

Derek is also thankful that he has restrained his temper this time, he is usually a violent person.

It is also because of his temper that the employees are submissive that his company has the scale it is today.

He used to think that his violent temper was a good help, but now it seems that it may not be so.

"Isn't it just a flirtatious woman and a brat?"

The titular CEO's secretary sitting in the co-pilot was actually the woman next to her pillow curling her lips.

"That's a hundred times stronger than you."

Derek shut up the co-pilot's woman with one word, leaving only the venomous light in her eyes.

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"Vista... what does this company do?"

Gwen babbled while driving.

"Information engineering company, cloud information storage."

Elizabeth answered from the sidelines.

"Huh? You know what?"

Gwen looked at Elizabeth in surprise.

"Of course, it's just picking up leaks behind GMS's buttocks, which specifically provide cloud information storage support for Apple."

Elizabeth sneered, obviously scoffing at this little-known company.

"Thanks a lot."

Gwen didn't expect Elizabeth to pay attention to things that she didn't even care about.

"I said I was going to help you."

Elizabeth's cheeks flushed.

"Well, cloud information storage..."

"Yes, you first proposed the concept of cloud, and he followed your concept and set up an information engineering company."

Elizabeth picked up Gwen's words.

In other words, if Gwen remembers correctly, this Vesta company should be the company where Ant-Man Scott Lang originally worked.

As a master of electrical engineering, Lang is still very smart.

It is said that he is also an engineer at Vesta Corporation.

But because of this Jeff Derek was fired.

When Derek used the payment program to cheat customers out of their money, Lang fixed the program.

But this caused dissatisfaction with Derek, the CEO.

This is what he used to make money in the first place, so how can you make money after you fix it.

Lang offended the boss of the company, and it must be his fate to pack up and leave.

Reality is neither comics nor novels, and integrity sometimes does not gain room for survival.

Now that I think about it, Gwen's GMS is almost monopolizing the market. If Derek doesn't rely on this crooked way, he will really drink the northwest wind.

"Is there any staff in our lawyer team recently? I have a friend who may need to use it."

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