Not long after, James Wesley, who was carrying a leather bag and still looking like a senior white-collar worker, opened the door and walked in. He was so angry that he tore off his tie, took out a bottle of beer, and drank it down.
I walked to the desk, took out a document and read it for two minutes. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed someone sitting next to me.
"Who?!" He was shocked and reached for the gun in the drawer.
Daisy reached out and sent out a shock wave, breaking half of the desk, and then walked out of the shadows.
"Mr. Wesley, long time no see." She stood up with her true colors.
The other party was confused and unfamiliar at first, but then seemed to remember something, glanced at the desk, and then looked at her, "It's you, are you a mutant?"
She refused directly: "No, he is just an ordinary superpower. As I said last time, Mr. Wesley, you are a talent, and it is really a pity to hang out with gangsters."
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of James Wesley's mouth, as if he was looking at a young man who didn't know the heights of the world.
He thinks he has superpowers and wants to control everything. He has seen many people like this.
Daisy seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said to herself: "Maybe you think I am shallow and ignorant, but I want to say that the one who really failed to see the situation clearly is you, and the people behind you who went to Spain these days.
...Mr. Wilson Fisk."
"How do you know this?" He did not deny it, but asked.
Of course I knew it through the plot, but Daisy couldn't say that. She continued to make a profound statement, "Mr. Fisk is your friend. Your friendship is worthy of recognition. If you are willing to do anything for him, Mr. Fisk will also help."
You kill anyone, am I right?"
The other party neither nodded nor shook his head, and she continued: "But Mr. Fisk left New York and Hell's Kitchen. Because of the New York Police Department's sweep, he was going into hibernation to prepare for the next rise. What about you?
Mr. Wesley, are you also willing to retire in the Spanish countryside?"
This question is completely redundant. If James Wesley was willing to go, he would have left New York long ago. He couldn't bear to be here, the adulation and support of everyone, and he didn't want to live a pastoral life.
"How many years do you want to wait in New York? Now that the New York police are fully cleaning up the city, how many years will it take for Mr. Fisk to return to New York? Are you willing to continue waiting, or come out to do something?" She looked directly into the other person's eyes. p>
"I don't believe you."
Daisy smiled brightly: "You have to believe that you have seen my superpower, so you can only stand by my side, unless you don't want to live anymore."
"Even if you don't want to live, you don't want to implicate Mr. Fisk, right?" After she finished speaking, she gently reported an overseas address.
"What? Say it again?" James Wesley's face was full of surprise. He even thought he heard it wrong.
What do they do? They are dynamic social organizations! They have always threatened others.
So-and-so, if you don’t want to harm your family, do something for us.
Mr. James Wesley has said similar sentences hundreds of times in his short thirty years of life. He never dreamed that he would be threatened today.
He laughed angrily, "Maybe I don't have the power to resist, but Mr. Fisk is different."
Daisy stretched out her hand and touched his heart gently from a few meters away.
An invisible energy grabbed James Wesley's heart, and he felt like he was going to suffocate in the next second. His face turned red from holding back, and he tried to take a big breath, but the oxygen could not enter his heart at all, so he was blocked.
Daisy withdrew her power: "It's no different in my eyes. I'm not asking you to betray him and do things for me before he returns to New York. Doesn't this violate your principles?"
"Mr. Fisk hates people with superpowers!" James took off his glasses, covered his heart, and finally stood up.
"That's because he's not a superpower." Daisy saw this clearly. Those anti-mutant congressmen and citizens, including Kingpin, who has always been hostile to superpowers, wouldn't do it if they themselves were superpowers.
That’s it.
James Wesley lowered his head and thought for a while. In fact, he himself was envious of people with superpowers, not to mention how hostile they were.
"I have several conditions."
"Say."
"I will not betray Mr. Fisk."
"What I want to do is a legitimate business and has nothing to do with him. I can promise you this."
"I'm not an affiliate, I'm a collaborator."
"It's true, I can agree to this."
"As soon as Mr. Fisk returns to New York, I will leave you and go back to him."
Daisy curled her lips. She felt that she was Cao Cao and the other party was General Guan Yu, but in the end she agreed to this Marvel version of the three-part contract. Time will change a person's mind. It will take several years for Kingpin to return to New York. In the past few years,
The scenery will corrode James Wesley and his friendship.
After all, James is still a vain person who likes to be sought after. Whether to be a figure in front of the stage or to deal with the gang's bullshit behind the scenes, Daisy thinks he will choose the former.
"Okay, since we are already partners, let me tell you about my current mission." She explained the advantages of big data.
As an elite, James Wesley knew a little bit about everything. He quickly saw the prospects of big data. This was a genius idea. Compared with Kingpin who only engaged in demolition, this thing was more to his liking. p>
Entering the role quickly, he pondered: "It seems that this big data can only be applied to large groups and government agencies?"
Daisy nodded: "This is your future task, to deal with various government officials and large groups. As a top student at the University of Pennsylvania, Mr. Wesley should be better at communicating with those people."
The pie was painted very well. To be honest, Mr. James was a little moved, but when he heard that the company only had a few thousand dollars on its books, his heart dropped.
"That's why I need you to open doors and let the market recognize my products." Daisy said with a matter-of-fact expression.
James considered it and said: "If some targets are tougher, will you use some unconventional means?"
Daisy gave him a funny look: "Mr. Wesley, your way of thinking is very dangerous. Do you really think this country has no resistance? It's just that the higher-ups don't want to care. If they want, they can just send a few elite agents."
Destroy all of you."
Daisy looked at her watch and handed him a note: "It's already very late today. If you don't change your mind tomorrow, you can go to this address to find me. If you change your mind, it's me who will find you." After saying that, she reached out and touched the other person's heart, opened the door, and walked out slowly.
There is a 70% chance that the other party will cooperate with her. She keeps her vibration ability turned on. According to the frequency induction, the other party is initially irritable, then worried after seeing her, and then goes from hostility to compromise. The whole process is very natural.
She opened the door of her second-hand Ford car and just turned on the ignition when a sharp frequency suddenly appeared in the sensor. Before she could react, she saw the other side of the car door being opened and a tall figure sitting in.
The person who came was a tall man, wearing a black leather trench coat, with an eyepatch on his left eye, and his whole body was as black as a braised egg.
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