"Karl, ask someone to find out what's going on with Claude Antle in Macon as soon as possible?"
In the Nathan's Gate office building, Dwight Payton strode into his assistant's office: "Within thirty-six hours, I want to know everything about him."
"Claude Antel, I seem to have heard of this name."
Karl looked confused and flipped through the documents in front of him.
But before he had the results, Dwight Payton had already told the answer: "This is one of the top four in this year's high school individual cold weapon fighting competition in Macon. All major institutions predict that he is likely to win the championship, and
I will meet Ah Mo in the Georgia individual competition next week. And not long ago, someone specifically mentioned this name to me and asked me to be careful about this guy."
However, Dwight's attention was attracted by another pile of A4 paper on Carl's desk: "What is this? Comics?"
"That's a drawing returned from a comic book club. Ah Mo drew a comic before and asked me to help him submit it. He hopes to attract the attention of the chief editors of major publishing houses through the channels of our Naison Group."
Karl spread his hands: "But the result is regrettable. I helped him contact several companies and they all failed."
"Does the drawing fail to meet their requirements?"
"It doesn't count. There are still a few people who agreed to publish, but their requirements are very harsh. Amo is arrogant. He would rather not publish than work for these publishing houses. This is right. If you agree to them
conditions, that would be tantamount to doing painting work for them.
Isn’t it necessary for Mo’s future status? I think these publishing houses are probably already regretting it. They may not have expected that Amo would be so popular. Two companies have already asked me to contact Amo and want to re-
Negotiate terms, but now he is too lazy to pay attention."
Dwight Payton listened and flipped through the pages, and then his face gradually became weird: "Very good! I think the editors-in-chief of these publishing houses either didn't read his manuscripts carefully, or they should be fired.
"
Carl couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this: "Does Mr. Payton think highly of this comic? Although I think it is very good, I also feel that the publisher's opinion is correct. The plot of the comic is too superficial and straightforward, with no depth."
"Shit! Cartoons, except for the political cartoons published in newspapers, are not all drawn for teenagers? What depth is required? Don't forget that in America, at least 12%
People can’t read newspapers.”
Dwight sneered, then stretched out his hand to Carl: "Bring me a file bag."
Karl naturally obeyed, but he also felt confused: "Mr. Payton, do you want to take it home and collect it?"
"I'm going to a dance tonight, and the president of Ferguson Culture and Media will be there. He should be a guy who knows the goods. He is very capable of taking a small publishing company into a media group with a market value of 1.2 billion gold shields.
"
Dwight Payton smiled and stuffed a stack of drawings into the folder: "Of course, Ah Mo has no interest in this aspect at all, which is another matter, but I feel that he is very short of money. Carl, this is
This matter has nothing to do with you, what you have to pay attention to now is Claude Antle——"
When Dwight said this, he tapped his fingers on the desk: "Find out his situation as soon as possible, do you understand? This is probably our opponent again, planning to set up obstacles for our lucky prince? I want to know, what are they doing this time?
How do you want to commit suicide? Now Ah Mo, at the level of a high school student, is already invincible."
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On Thursday afternoon, in an unmanned warehouse on East Anfalk Street in Atlanta, Sampson Brutt, Tailai Li, the Collinson brothers, Elissa Targaryen, and a man named Isadora
The women of Weeks each occupy a corner in a magic array in the shape of a seven-pointed star.
And in the center of the magic array was Hazel wearing a suit of armor.
This property belongs to Li Chunchu's offshore companies, covering a total area of 137,400 square meters, including seven high-standard large warehouses and a seven-story office building. As of yesterday, these properties have been
Entrusted to a warehousing company for management.
Li Mochen guessed that this was a piece of land prepared by the original owner's father for the Rising Sun Company to enter real estate development. After Sampson and others inspected the site, they thought it could be used as one of their fortress bases.
What's rare is that this place is less than 90 meters away from Building 34, Anfake Street. This means that once Li Mochen buys this space gap that can lead to the dark world, he can use this warehouse group to provide powerful information there.
Safety and security.
Therefore, in the next period of time, Li Mochen will invest 17 million gold shields here. In name, it will expand and transform each warehouse, but in essence, it will build a semi-military fortress here to become his private army.
Station, he would even invest a certain amount of money to buy some buildings between here and No. 34 Anfak Street.
And now, a warehouse here has been completely vacated by Li Mochen as the place for his ceremony to usurp the power of the Disaster Flame Apostle. And just for this magic circle and the corresponding items, Li Mochen spent a total of five million gold shields
.
Since the Cardinal Club hadn't opened yet, Li Mochen couldn't wait until then, so he spent some extra money.
At this time, Li Mochen and Major Thompson Adams were carefully examining the magic energy array that had just been drawn.
Whether in the East or the West, 7 is considered a very magical number. The Creator created man in 6 days and rested on the 7th day; mankind has 7 deadly sins, and there are 7 seals, 7 lampstands, 7 trumpets, etc. in the Book of Revelation in the Bible.
wait.
However, it is difficult to draw a seven-pointed star accurately, because a seven-pointed star is an "uneven but perfectly stable body." In occultism, it is regarded as a more complex star in meaning and a more powerful pattern.
Therefore, the magic array using the seven-pointed star as the basis is extra complicated and difficult to draw, but it will be very stable after completion.
"Ms. Natural Punisher, do you think BOSS can succeed?"
Howard Eisenhower held his gun and stood in the corner looking at the center of the warehouse. He and Diane Stracey were also called over by Li Mochen as guardians to prevent accidents from happening during the process.
"Theoretically it's possible."
Danien's eyes glowed with silver: "Major Adams only works part-time as a ninth-level magic mage, and his attainments in magic arrays are meager. However, our BOSS is very knowledgeable. I can see that he still has some problems with the arrangement of magic arrays.
Strange. But he has a pair of wisdom
Eyes can accurately capture the mysterious essence. This magic circle is no problem. The only thing that may cause accidents is the erosion of the soul of the adherent by the disaster flame apostle. However, the things our BOSS has come up with are very interesting. I think he
There are already precautions in place.”
What she was paying attention to at this time was the silver pills held in the hands of Sampson Brut and others.
Except for Hazel, all the people in this seven-pointed star array have such a pill. It exudes a faint spiritual light and has a strange magical rhythm.
"In other words, these guys can reach the sky in one step?"
Howard Eisenhower couldn't help but look envious and jealous: "This is really enviable. How much money have I spent on my professional level over the years? How many dangers have I taken? But they can have it now."