Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Otherwise, before the enemy comes, people will fall ill first, isn't this a joke?

……

at the same time.

In one of Brooklyn's well-known flesh and blood clubs, a Russian is throwing a fit.

"Run away, let him run away again!!"

Teddy Renson's face was a bit distorted, and his facial features were fairly straight, but at this moment, he exuded a ferocious aura like a beast, which made people dare not look directly at him.

He gritted his teeth: "Our people are all over New York, can't we not even find a nigger hiding everywhere?"

"Sir, we searched all around his house, and there are people guarding him all the time, but we didn't find any trace of him."

Raffle's face was equally ugly, and he replied in a low voice: "He blew up the freighter last night, I suspect he has left Brooklyn."

"This is his warning to us."

Teddy took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said slowly: "Mr. Pushkin gave an ultimatum. If we don't deal with him, we will be the ones to suffer."

"Gudong!"

Ralph swallowed, feeling anxious and panicked.

"Publish the reward."

Teddy said in a deep voice: "Provide 100 million clues, kill him 500 million! Within three days, he must be dealt with!"

"clear."

Ralph nodded.

"By the way, contact the Rankerhoff Brothers and seek Jinbin's help in the name of Pushkin... Our eyeliner must be fully spread in New York, and we must not let things continue to deteriorate."

Teddy hesitated for a moment: "Let them tell Jin Bin that if Jin Bin is willing to help, the New York white powder market will be given up to him. At the same time, Mr. Pushkin will owe him a favor."

"What? Give up the white powder market, find gold and help?"

Raffle's pupils shrank, not understanding how Pushkin made this decision.

But he didn't dare to question it, and immediately did so: "I'll notify you right away."

Teddy and the others are now under a lot of pressure. They have been repeatedly frustrated in the fight with McCall, and have not been able to gain the upper hand so far. They were played by the opponent and rubbed on the ground.

The latter appears and disappears like a devil, with superb methods.

Everyone was quite frustrated, and Teddy was the only one left in the team who was still fighting high.

At this moment, after hearing Teddy's order, they all had a little fear of McCall, and found themselves waiting for others, as if they had really provoked someone they shouldn't...

Even Mr. Pushkin can only turn to the opponent.

But, is Kim willing to help?

Turning to Jin Bing for help is more like leading a wolf into the house.

"What the hell is going on in the world, and who is that McCall?"

Ralph groaned inwardly.

……

The sun was three poles high, the sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was cold.

The blue sky was clear, and there was not a single cloud in sight.

There is a natural energy in New York today.

After several hours of deep sleep, David opened his eyes refreshed and fully recovered.

Snapped!

He slapped Wesley awake.

"Fake!!"

Wesley was soundly asleep, and was woken up by David's slap, and subconsciously touched the gun, wishing to slap David.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wesley was furious: "Are you as blind as Matt and can't see, I'm sleeping!!"

"I know, I did it on purpose."

David shrugged: "During drinking last night, you said that although you are willing to serve as an elder in the fraternity, you don't want to return to work in the fraternity. For a while, your heart was empty and you didn't know what to do..."

"So, what do you want to say?" Wesley suppressed his anger.

"I can give you a job." David went straight to the point.

"what?"

Wesley was taken aback: "That's it?"

"Yes."

David nodded and smiled, "I've thought about it. I need a trustworthy person who doesn't need to be so smart to help me make a career. You are the right person."

"Stop it, I promise."

Wesley looked impatient: "I'm going to continue to sleep, don't bother me!"

"and many more."

David reached out and grabbed Wesley by the collar, and dragged him out of the bed abruptly, with a smile on his face: "Since you agreed, come with me."

"What, is this the beginning?"

Wesley wished he could slap himself twice, his intestines were full of regret: "Can I go back on my word?"

"I didn't hear clearly, please say it again."

David conveniently picked up the pistol that Wesley had placed beside the bed, and put the muzzle on Wesley's forehead.

"You are really a qualified black-hearted capitalist."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Chapter 27 I'll do it!

David pulled Wesley out of Hell's Kitchen, but didn't rush into action.

The duo came to Uptown, Empire State University.

"What are we doing here?"

Wesley looked at the empty campus, followed David into a building, and his doubts were beyond words.

"This is where you will work in the future," David replied.

"what?"

Wesley was even more surprised: "You haven't said exactly what you want me to do."

"I started a company, Fisker Pharmaceuticals."

David explained: "You will be the person in charge of this company in the future. The job content is very simple, you can do whatever I ask you to do."

"What about the annual salary and treatment?"

Wesley opened his eyes wide: "Am I going to be the CEO?"

"Cooperating with the fraternity to develop medicinal oils is your next main job... You know, no one is more suitable for this job than you."

David ignored Wesley and said to himself, "I'll take you here today to see the working environment, and let you know what the main research project of Fiske Pharmaceuticals is."

"Wait, is this the company you created by blackmailing Sloan for 5000 million?"

Wesley suddenly came to his senses.

"good."

David nodded and led Wesley into the Life Science Research Institute under Fisker Pharmaceuticals.

As soon as he walked in, David saw Connors talking to the new employee.

At this time, Connors was in high spirits, his whole mental outlook was completely renewed, and he did not see the depression and helplessness of the previous days at all.

With 5000 million funds in the account, holding the company's shares, the research project is progressing steadily...

Connors has no doubt that he has embarked on the fast lane of life.

If the research project comes to fruition, the disability issues that plague him the most will also be addressed.

At that time, he will completely live the ideal life.

"David, you're here."

Seeing David coming, Connors said a few words to the staff, took the initiative to greet him, and said with a smile: "Our experiment has been advancing rapidly recently, and the lizard potion has entered the synthesis stage. There is a good chance that the genera will adapt to his experiment..."

What he meant by this was to tell David that your funds have not been misused and that the progress of the research plan is going well.

"Doctor, as I said, the research institute is up to you. I won't intervene indiscriminately, just look at the results... In short, I'm waiting for your good news."

David waved his hand, showing some confidence in Richard and Connors.

After finishing speaking, he pushed Wesley in front of Connors, and introduced: "This is Wesley. I just invited him to join Fiske Pharmaceuticals. You can find him if you need anything in the future..."

"Also, the company needs to expand other businesses during this period. With the rollout of new businesses, the name of Fiske Pharmaceuticals will soon be resounding in the medical circles across the United States and even the world."

David is very confident about this: "At that time, you don't have to worry about funding issues."

"I believe you can do it." Connors nodded.

Later, David led Wesley to visit the Institute.

Wesley wasn't exactly eye-opening.

The research institute is not yet well-known, and has not developed any so-called bio-black technology. Some of the experiments with extremely high technical content, Wesley can't understand at all, and he doesn't know anything, so he seems to have little interest.

However, he was surprised to learn that the ultimate goal of Connors and Richard's research was to achieve limb regeneration and human enhancement.

During the process, after David greeted Richard, he met Alderezy Killian who had just joined the institute.

Killian is the boss of Pioneer Technology in the future, the final villain of the third part of Iron Man, and he can be regarded as an important figure in promoting Iron Man's transformation.

The meeting with Killian went very well.

Killian is very grateful to Fisk Pharmaceuticals, which took him in.

Of course, when talking about his past experience, Killian still retained his resentment towards the Stark Group and Tony Stark.

David was happy to see Killian perform like this.

Hatred is the driving force for a person's progress. Although it is essentially a negative emotion, it can often burst out unimaginable positive power when used properly.

Strictly speaking, even if Killian takes the path of blackening in the future, his experience can definitely be called inspirational.

The visit is over.

David called Richard and Connors for a little meeting.

He asked the two to sign an agreement.

That is, although the two have shares in Fisker Pharmaceuticals, they do not have decision-making or voting rights, and only have the right to share dividends.At the same time, the dividends of the two can only be obtained from the income of the current project, the Institute of Life Sciences.

To put it bluntly, the two of them will not be able to benefit from David's upcoming business of developing medicinal oil in cooperation with the Brotherhood, and any other business that may be launched in the future that may generate income.

But David promised that most of the profits Fiske Pharmaceuticals obtained from the medicinal oil business will be invested in the research projects of the two.

Richard and Connors have no right to refuse.

After all, Fiske Pharmaceuticals is a company founded by David, and the reason why their current research can take the lead and proceed smoothly is all supported by David's investment.

After finishing the chores, David and Wesley left the institute.

"Can I go back to sleep now?"

Wesley sighed, feeling like a marionette today.

Inexplicably became the CEO of a company.

It seems that he has embarked on the fast lane of life, but actually Wesley feels that he has been trapped all his life.

"Of course, you can always go back to sleep."