Chapter 1453 The Villain’s Family Plan (First Update)
Ever since Vanessa appeared in Wilson Fisk's life and encountered the incident of poisoning at the banquet, Fisk acted more and more mysteriously. James Wesley did not dig deep to find out the reason, because he and Wilson Fisk had a relationship
The rarest wealth in this industry today is trust. Both parties know that the other will not betray themselves for money, reputation or other reasons, because they both grew up on the streets and have a friendship that can be entrusted with their lives and families. Silence
Principles are not based on rules but on trust. James Wesley's dissatisfaction mainly stems from the concerns of Wilson Fisk's trading partner. He is very worried that sooner or later that trading partner will ask for something they cannot give.
But now that the deal has been reached and the contract has been signed, James Wesley intends to maximize the value of this contract. No matter how he disguises himself with suits and watches, he is essentially a street wolf with stale teeth and fur.
The smell of blood is proof that he has torn his enemies to pieces. "Let me participate in this, friend." Before leaving the office, James Wesley made a serious suggestion, "The continuation of this career can bring benefits to me.
I can't let you bear all the costs."
"You are such a gentle villain, James."
"Charming." James Wesley pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, "You are missing an adjective, charming."
It wasn't until he left the office that Wilson Fisk sat back in his chair and threw the diamond cane aside. Fatigue came back again. James Wesley imagined the dilemma he encountered too simply, and someone had already warned him about the development of the future world.
In this case, he must control a deep-water port on the east and west coasts, and have a road or rail transportation line across the east and west coasts of the United States. It is best to have airports that can land large cargo passenger planes and various large warehouses along this transportation line.
Wilson Fisk is not a fool. He can see that this transportation line is likely to be used for military purposes. He only sees the scales of a grand plan and must bear such a painful price. He has great respect for those great people.
He is not interested in his ideals, and the things he is forced to hold put him under great pressure every moment. Although it is impossible for the FBI to see the purpose of those transportation lines, because it is just a very ordinary one, maintained and maintained at his expense.
It is just a maintained transportation line, but the danger of this transportation line is not only the high cost of maintaining the transportation route and maintaining relationships with state politicians, but he also has to install satellite signal transmitters and receivers along the way.
This is a crime worthy of investigation by Homeland Security and the military.
James Wesley didn't know any of these things. He had no idea that Wilson Fisk had a third identity besides being an entrepreneur and a gangster. The contract with the devil prevented him from getting out, and the sniper attack on the stairs at that banquet completely exposed him.
It’s terrifying. Now he is like a hedge fund manager who planned to short real estate before the subprime mortgage crisis in 2008. Although he is sure that this strategy can obtain the maximum return, no one knows when that moment will come, nor does he know himself.
Can it last until that moment?
Wilson Fisk sat in his office like this until all the staff in the building left during off hours, and the security personnel conducted routine patrols to drive away everyone except the cleaning staff. Then he closed the blinds behind the glass curtain wall and closed the
All the lights in the office were except for a desk lamp. He opened the drawer and used his fingertips to pull out a piece of colored cardboard from among the layers of documents to avoid touching the paint on the cardboard with his sweaty hands.
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It was a small postmodern art painting drawn on cardboard, painted by Vanessa. Not everyone could understand the meaning of Vanessa's painting. Wilson Fisk was one of the few who could see it.
The emotions and metaphors that Vanessa poured into this small painting - a large number of red and blue colors are intertwined on the upper and lower sides of the painting, forming a purple kitten with vague limbs, and the golden paint is cut from the feet of the kitten
, gradually extending to the invisible top - this is the reason why he must persist. For the sake of the upcoming child and Vanessa, and for the future of this small family.
When the sun finally pierced the gloomy and humid night sky and clouds in the English Islands, shining the cold sunshine on the glass greenhouse covered with thin snow, caressing the dewy rose buds, the brown bear cub in the forest also benefited from the artificial insulation.
Wake up in the breeding room. Due to genetic modification and feeding habits, they have no need to hibernate. These energetic bear cubs woke up one after another when they heard the soft ringing of the bell, and then slowly squeezed out of the hole one by one,
Rolling in the snow, chasing each other, and at the same time driving out the sheep sleeping in the thermal room.
Lara Croft woke up early and waited here for a while to observe the genetically modified bear cubs. But actually she came here to calm down. Not just because she woke up last night
After that, I wanted to find something to eat. I saw a blushing scene in the manor at night, which made me toss and turn, especially because there are not many opportunities to get close to safe wild animals, especially those that Dinah said were bear cubs.
They have very high intelligence and understand that they cannot harm humans. Carelessly petting the furry brown bear can make her forget what she saw last night.
"Winston, please invite Miss Crawford to the dining room. She got up too early and catches a cold easily, and those cubs are starving now." Even though the heating in the dining room was turned on today because of the busy work last night.
It was too late. Bayonetta seemed to be affected by the temperature. To be precise, all witches were not affected by the temperature. "We have other activities today. By the way, help me ask her if she wants to go to the art exhibition. Your adoptive mother
Today we are going to take us to visit the painter we met, Vanessa, remember? It is said that that was her last painting exhibition, and she will have to recuperate after that."
Winston, who was wearing a tuxedo, nodded and moved out of the restaurant with trembling steps.
"I may never get used to serving giants," his aging brain thought. He didn't need to do anything to retrieve Lara Croft from the forest. The girls who carried weapons were instructed.
It will be completed later. He knew that this was the hostess's consideration for his aging body. However, he was always startled by the height of the owner of the manor and those golden-armored warriors. He had never seen such a tall person in his life.
.Those are mythical giants, not ordinary people, and Winston is very worried about the heirs of the Crawford family interacting with these people.
"Vanessa is making money, using the vanity and stupidity of the Internet upstarts to print clean money. If it is illegal to defraud fools, then her crime is not much lighter than her husband. Oh...please pass yesterday's Cheshire Cat
The piece of canvas tape that was messed up and stained in the studio may still be sold for a good price, after all, we can't let the cat get something for nothing."
"I'm sure you still have something to say," Joan said.
"Yes, this is the breakfast table after all, and I don't want to mention the wallpaper stained with body fluids while enjoying crispy bacon, salami and Iberian ham."
"I tasted the familiar taste of meanness." Joan looked at Wanda beside her with a teasing look on her face, "If you want to know if the man in front of you has been impersonated, you can tell just by listening to him speak. When he is right
When commenting on something, if you can't help but put your fist on his face, it means he is not being impersonated. But we probably don't use this method. He worked very hard last night and didn't stop until dawn.
...Don’t be so shy, Ceresa, you’ve always liked this way, haven’t you?”