Chapter 12 Big banknotes should have the ability to make banknotes
I greeted the instructor yesterday, but Harley didn't go to school on Friday morning.
She and the female agent with a broad forehead came to the Rockefeller Building on Sixth Avenue for the second time.
Will, the director of the National Bank, received them in the bank lobby on the first floor.
Manhattan is the center of Gotham (New York), the Rockefeller Building is the center of Manhattan, and the facade where the National Bank is located is located in the heart of Rockefeller Center.
In front of the door is Straits Garden, the first floor below and the upper floor, as well as commercial streets, electronic streets and large supermarkets that meet all kinds of shopping needs.
After passing through the revolving door and strolling around the spacious and gorgeous front lobby of the bank, the bald man with glasses took the two women to the manager's office at the back.
Well, today there is only Will, the man with glasses, and the other three directors I met yesterday did not show up. I don’t know if they are too busy or if they are receiving other "finalists".
"It was here that Brady participated in actual combat for the first time, and completed his gorgeous transformation from a lowly actor with a salary of twenty dollars a day to a 'Dr. Manhattan teammate'."
Will, the bespectacled man, pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke in a low voice, as if he was explaining a profound and magnificent history.
Brady is the first-generation "100-dollar bill," a handsome Broadway dreamer, a football player who was undrafted due to injury.
"Nothing has changed, even the revolving door outside is still the same. It stuck Brady's cape, allowing him to end his great life in a satirical comedy way.
Maybe Brady’s spirit is still there, rotating with the door every day?”
Harley's mouth twitched and she assured: "Mr. Will, you also saw it yesterday. I am agile and my cloak is not an obstacle, but a weapon.
Well, if I were elected, I would strongly recommend replacing it with thick, ballistic fiber."
Will nodded, "That's why we gave you a chance. You are very good at playing with the cloak. Now, tell me, what are your plans for Daqian's identity and future."
"This..." Harley hesitated for a moment and said directly: "If I have said all the good ideas and you don't choose me, won't I suffer a big loss?"
"You are quite confident." The man with glasses said amusedly.
Harley was noncommittal and silent.
"Let's do this, if you are ultimately unsuccessful and we like your idea, we will hire you as the 'career consultant' for the new banknotes.
In short, we are not short of money and we are willing to spend it." The bald old white man said proudly.
Harry nodded and said with a smile: "As for the positioning of cashiers, we have to keep pace with the times. The old way is already outdated.
If you continue to let big banknotes hang out in front of the bank, I'm afraid the bank's reputation will fall instead of rising."
"We all understand what you're saying, otherwise we wouldn't have broken the mold and tried to choose a blonde woman," Will said.
Harley said: "The positioning of the new banknote must be in line with the identity of the National Bank of the United States, which is rich, very rich, arrogant, very arrogant.
First of all, you have to offer Daqian an unprecedentedly high signing fee, break the annual salary records of Ronaldo, LeBron, Kobe and other superstars, and shock the people of the world, shock, and shock again."
Looking at her serious little appearance, Jessica felt inexplicably ashamed and ashamed.
Too much Bilian!
The old white man asked with a wooden face: "What kind of figures do you think can shock the people of the world again and again?"
Harley held up a finger.
"One hundred million?" The old white man frowned, this little girl really dared to speak like a lion.
Harley shook her head, "One hundred billion."
"Plop..." Jessica's feet softened and she almost slipped off the chair.
"Even if it's Korean won, we won't agree." The old white man was a little angry.
"Don't get excited, just listen to what I have to say."
Harley waved her hand to signal the two of them to calm down.
“The so-called 100 million yuan contract in the NBA now does not mean the annual salary exceeds 100 million, but the total salary involved in the contract is close to 100 million, or exceeds 100 million.
One hundred billion seems like a lot, but what if it is divided into one hundred years?
Mr. Will must understand that the amount of annual salary cannot always be horizontal."
The old white man touched his chin, thoughtfully, "What do you mean, sign a lifetime contract, and then put most of the salary at the end, for example, 20,000 US dollars in the first year, 30,000 US dollars in the second year...
...In the first hundred years, 99.99 billion, and Daqian will definitely not survive a hundred years later...
We can even add a termination clause to the contract. Even if he lives to be 150 years old, we can terminate the contract early on the grounds that Daqian is old and demented and unable to perform his obligations.
In front of the media, we only exposed part of the contract content, leaving them shocked, shocked, and shocked again..."
"Twenty thousand dollars a year is too little." Now it was Harley's turn to be dissatisfied.
"I'm just making a metaphor. This is a good idea. What else is there?" the old white man asked enthusiastically.
“After the arrogant salary contract, Dachao has to live a arrogant life:
For accommodation, there are five-star hotels when going out. In Gotham, you can get a large villa facing Central Park in the Grace Community;
To wear, for daily life other than Daqian, all hand-customized brand-name clothes are required, which are unique in the world. Jewelry and the like are not worth wearing on Daqian if they are not worth tens of millions; to eat, prepare ten air transport planes for Daqian to ensure
She can wash her face with fresh snow water from the Alps every morning. Breakfast comes from the time-honored soy milk shop and fried dough stick shop in Datian Dynasty. Of course, hot dry noodles from Hankou are also available. For lunch, she can have some Australian lobster and Turkish meat buns.
,French--"
The old white man recovered from his sluggishness, waved his hands vigorously, and stopped the eloquent Harley, "Stop dreaming, the boss of Daqi, our group of directors, have also been struggling for such a life.
If you really do what you want, there is no need to choose a big banker, I will put on the cape of my own accord and sacrifice myself to become a new generation of big bankers!"
You little old bald man, can you do that?
"It's all for work!" Harley said righteously, "The boss of the board of directors eats a big meal and won't be in the news. No one is interested in it.
As a public figure, Daqian is different.
When the Internet develops, every time you eat, sleep, or travel, you will take photos of luxury cars and mansions and dining tables, and place them in communities with the highest traffic. The effect will be..."
The old white man thought for a while and said: "Your idea seems to be good, the big banknotes cannot be too shabby, but there is no need to be so radical.
Subordinates live a better life than the boss, how can we feel balanced?"
"A 30% discount is fine," said Harry.
The old white man was noncommittal and continued to ask: "Are there any other ideas?"
"New era, new gameplay, we have to equip Daqian with super powers!
The first generation of banknotes appeared before Dr. Manhattan was born. There were no superpowers at that time, so civilian heroes could rise quickly.
Now, an ordinary cross-dressing hero, even if he is powerful and works as hard as Mr. Shadow, how many fans does he have?"
No matter which universe he is in, Batman is not the first cross-dressing hero.
In this world, inspired by the Watchers, there are many hot-blooded heroes trying to be like their predecessors.
It's a pity that no one can be popular for more than three years. They either retire voluntarily, are beaten to death on the street, or are arrested by the police as a perverted gay who disturbs the peace.
In a modern world where technology is becoming more and more advanced, it is almost impossible for ordinary heroes to stand out.
No matter how strong your will and belief are, you will still bleed if you are shot, and if the blood dries up, you will die.
For example, Master, is his dodge attribute high enough?
He can even dodge Darkseid's supposedly unavoidable omega rays.
But Batman has also had the experience of being shot, more than once.
So, who can guarantee that they will not be shot in Gotham, a city with several guns per capita?
Mr. Shadow is currently Gotham's top drag hero.
The reason why he can become No. 1 is because he is probably a rich man and wears a set of advanced bulletproof armor.
But even so, Mr. Shadow's reputation is hundreds of light years behind Batman.
In the eyes of ordinary people, he has always been a mortal.
But the future Batman has become the god of the people of Gotham and the nightmare of evil people.
"Can superpowers be artificially added?" the old white man asked in surprise.
"Of course, big money should have the ability to make money!" Harley said.
"Uh, I don't quite understand." The old white man said blankly.
"Mr. Will, you can imagine this scene in your mind: Facing a powerful enemy, Daqiao waved a stack of banknotes, shouted 'Golden Shield', and immediately a group of strong men in special suits rushed over.
Form a human wall to block enemy attacks for him.
Then, Daqian threw another stack of bills and shouted, "I am the nemesis of evil, robber, your doom is coming, take my move, the Pegasus Meteor Fist".
So, another group of big men rushed out and surrounded the gangsters to wait on them with iron fists.
If the enemy is too strong and cannot be defeated, Big Money can also throw a stack of Big Money and shout "Strategic Retreat, Golden Escape".
Then several sprinters rushed over, carried him and ran away."
The old white man was stunned.
Jessica's mouth opened wide.
Harley sighed regretfully, "This is not the golden age of superheroes yet. Otherwise, we could use money to hire a large number of real superheroes."