Marvel's Saiki's Disaster

After going out, Qi Mu used his mobile phone to find the route and went straight to the next manga company.

Qi Mu had long expected that his submission would be rejected, after all, his age was really not too convincing.

However, Qi Mu didn't expect that several subsequent comic companies would give the same response.

No one can easily believe that an 11-year-old cartoonist can draw good comics.

Even though a small number of editors were attracted by Qi Mu's superb painting work, they all shook their heads after reading the character setting of the main character, saying that this work could not pass the review.

A superhero who is no different from ordinary people, is it still a superhero?

The last comic company was willing to publish One Punch Man, but when the price was finally negotiated, the negotiations fell apart.

Because they wanted to buy out all the copyrights of One Punch Man at a low price, they refused Qi Mu's request for a share.

Obviously, the other party saw that he was a child, so he had some bad thoughts and wanted to take Qi Mu's comics for himself.

Qi Mu knew their intentions through telepathy, and got up and left directly, he didn't want to waste his precious time on these businessmen who only cared about their immediate interests.

After a day of running around New York, it started at nine in the morning and is now four in the afternoon.

Instead of continuing to look for a manga company to submit a manuscript, Saiki found a random café and sat down, then ordered a cup of coffee pudding from the waiter, took out the manuscript and put it on the table.

Now he has no hope for the submission, even if he knows that One Punch Man will definitely be popular after it is published, but how can those editors believe what an 11-year-old kid says.

Thinking of this, Qi Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, if the other party still has this attitude next time, then he can only use some special means to get a fair chance, and no one will find out anyway.

"Can I sit here, please?"

A voice suddenly interrupted Qi Mu's thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw a blonde woman in a lady's suit with a capable appearance standing in front of him with a smile.

Qi Mu nodded and placed the manuscript on the other side of the table.

"Thank you." After the blonde woman nodded her head in thanks, her mobile phone suddenly rang, she glanced at the avatar on the screen, and couldn't help showing a helpless expression on her face, and said, "Mr. Stark, it's my personal time, you have to let me rest for a while." "

A flirtatious voice came from the phone: "Oh, Miss Potts, am I a workaholic in your eyes?" "

It wasn't Qi Mu who deliberately wanted to eavesdrop, because the sound was automatically transmitted to his head through Potts, and he had no way to stop it, so he had to pretend that he didn't hear anything.

"Of course not, workaholics don't give up all their work to their assistants and enjoy the nightlife of Las Vegas."

Potts took advantage of the gap in the other party's speech and ordered a cup of coffee from the waiter.

"So, I want to give you a long vacation, tomorrow night, accompany me to a party, I need a dance partner."

"Mr. Stoker, are you still short of dance partners?"

"So, you agreed."

"No, I still have eight thousand and eleven things to do, and perhaps your invitation will not be answered until a year later."

“......"

Listening to their conversation, Qi Mu was basically sure that the person sitting opposite him at this time was Pepper Pepper Pepper Potts, and the person opposite the phone was the famous superhero in the Marvel world - Iron Man Tony Stark!

It's just that the current Tony Stark is still the famous playboy and the darling of the media.

He hadn't experienced that life-changing thing, let alone made that iconic steel suit, and perhaps he never imagined that he would one day become a superhero who would save the world.

Qi Mu, who was familiar with the plot, didn't want to have any contact with the superhero, and after quickly eating the coffee pudding in front of him, he stood up and prepared to check out.

"Huh?"

Qi Mu reached into his pocket, only to find that there were only a few coins left on his body.

The dollar money he brought out had been used up in the taxi, and the rest of the money couldn't afford to buy a cup of coffee pudding.

It's a bit embarrassing now...

Qi Mu turned his head to look at the toilet in the café, only to see that a sign was hanging on it, and he couldn't use the ability to teleport to go back to his house to get money.

Although he has many other ways to solve it, the problem is that these methods are all illegal acts, or they are obviously unethical, which is completely inconsistent with Qi Mu's personal principles.

For a while, Qi Mu couldn't think of any other safe way, after all, the place he was sitting in had too many people moving around, and the view was very good, and it was easy to be noticed.

What's more, Potts was still sitting across from him, and if he used his abilities, there was a good chance that he would be discovered by the other party, and he couldn't take that risk.