MTL - Become Marvel Daisy Johnson-Chapter 169 green and white (1)

Daisy gave Fitz a blank look, "Talking."

"Ahem, then I'll ask another talkative question, why don't you try this new... Dawn battle suit now?"

"Well, good question. Next, I'm going to make Daisy's Goddess of Aurora the same name as Schrödinger's cat. Uh, by the way, how are you and Simmons? It feels like you two are going to blow it up."

Click, Fitz's phone fell to the ground again.

In the Osborne Building.

The afternoon was drowsy, and the Osborne Group, which had been hit hard by the financial crisis, encountered a mudslide in its career. The large-scale layoffs caused panic some time ago, and the employees in the headquarters lost their enthusiasm for work.

In most cases, many people like to have a cup of coffee.

The elegant and easy-going Mr. Richard Parker finished his work with the documents on hand, stretched his waist, and saw that his assistant was still buried in the screen, so he got up and went to the coffee room to make coffee himself, and met Mr. Claude unexpectedly.

Richard was wiping his glasses with a spectacle cloth on the road. Now that he has become a gold-collar worker, he has forgotten the busyness of the laboratory and began to enjoy and immerse himself in the hustle and bustle of the workplace. Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he looks good, and frequently attracts winks from female colleagues on the road.

Since Richard Parker accepted the dry shares given by Osborne and became a member of the board of directors, he gradually began to study financial management. The Osborne Group is unstable within the Osborn Group, and Osborn has made great contributions. His old friend Richard Parker's intentions are obvious. With the rise of Rising Tide Company, Richard Parker's identity became more and more important.

At the beginning of the financial crisis, the internal turmoil in Osborne was briefly subsided, and the members of the board of directors were busy solving the problem of "the money is worthless". This made Norman Osborn take a deep breath, and also made Osborn There is a lack of management in the group. Facing this opportunity, Richard Parker obtained real power in the Osborne Group.

Claude Ronin, a trader of the same era as Stan of Stark Industries, is nearly sixty years old, and he likes to spend his spare time on the golf course. Unlike Stan, Mr. Claude has a thin build, which can be said to be skinny. The intuition of finance makes the living old Stark awe-inspiring. Back then, Norman Osborne moved this mountain to achieve the glory of the Osborne Group today. Not to mention Daisy, Emma and Hadro Meacham have to be respectful in front of the elderly.

Such a talented person takes the lead in making troubles, what will the president of the company look like! The Osborne Group suffered heavy losses in the "Super Soldier Serum" project, and the board members classified Osborn as incompetent and dictatorial. After tearing up with Osborn, several old people found the best candidate to replace Norman Osborn, and Claude readily agreed to the decision of the board of directors. The board of directors began to operate in private, and it was necessary to replace Osborne as president. When Osborne learned of this, he cultivated a group of loyal employees headed by Parker's father, and then fought wits and courage with several board members in terms of holdings.

The financial crisis has subsided, and a new round of power storms for the Osborne Group is about to break out.

"How was the weekend? Claude, I heard from Lao De that your weekend was very unpleasant." Putting the gold-rimmed glasses back on his face, Richard Parker put a warm professional smile on his face.

"Nonsense! I'm so happy! It's just a hole in the hole, what's the big deal, and it's not like I haven't seen it before. The young man even boasted that he has the eyes of an eagle, huh! Huh!" Claude put his waist, Looked out of breath. Suddenly he felt that the cigar in his mouth was not fragrant, so he took it from his mouth.

Parker's father didn't stop, and poured the brewed coffee onto the cup as soon as he listened to the words.

Feeling that it was too stupid to be angry alone, Claude laughed suddenly, grinned, and drank the coffee in one gulp. Smacking his lips, he looked at Papa Parker.

Richard Parker was a crucial move to bring down Norman Osborn. The two were friends when they were in college, and after they came out to work, Osborne was Richard Parker's bole. The bond between the two is extremely deep. Rumors circulated in the company that "Parker will become a rising tide man sooner or later", and the board of directors and Osborne himself believed in such rumors. But this man still persisted in his post and did his best. In addition to being able to see Richard's good character, Claude can smell a hint of "greed". Having been immersed in the business world for thirty or forty years, Claude has always been very accurate in seeing people. He felt that Richard Parker was a worthy target.

"You are so kind!" Claude's sudden words aroused Parker's curiosity.

"What?" Papa Parker turned his head and looked at Claude. There was a strange brilliance in Claude's spirit-like eyes, and the two of them were stunned for a moment. Claude is sure that Richard Parker understood what he meant just now. After all, "replacing Norman Osborne, president of the Osborne Group", is already on the table.

Changing his eyes, Parker's father laughed at himself, "Penny (assistant) is not done yet, I'll bring her a cup."

"Hahaha, that's why I said you are too kind! Parker. You see, you even help make the assistant's coffee, worry about her, and take care of her. But shouldn't it be her responsibility to pour the coffee? Look at you , so kind. Think about it, you used to be in the experimental department, you were all-powerful. For the experiment, you dissected the white mice without blinking your eyes. When I went to visit the cute little white mice, I couldn’t bear it. But you can do it Then how did you become kind when you came to the office building and the office area? Parker, your adopted daughter is now famous all over the world. A few days ago, she even commissioned a headhunter to find me. I was given the position of chief financial officer, and I was actually moved. But you are still staying in the Osborne Group, behind Osborn's back"

Claude said a lot with emotion, and finally patted Richard Parker on the shoulder solemnly, "Parker!"

"Penny is not a guinea pig..."

The old guy seemed to understand Parker's father, he held up an expensive cigar, and repeatedly patted Parker's shoulder with his hands three times, interrupting his speech.

"Parker, Parker, there is an impeachment meeting against Norman Osborn tonight, eight o'clock, on the 14th floor. You are a young man, and you should seize the opportunity."

After speaking, he took a puff of smoke with his cigar in his mouth, and walked away. Richard Parker was left alone, blowing away thick smoke.

He stayed there for a while, took a small sip of the coffee in the cup, swirled the slightly bitter coffee three times in his mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

Passed the coffee to the assistant Petunia, and the female assistant returned her grateful eyes.

"Mr. Parker, the Pharmaceuticals Division responded to market feedback on the new drug and increased by six points more than expected, which is far worse than the number we expected..."

"Okay, I get it. I'll modify the electronic report. You can take a rest. It's time to get off work, so relax. You've worked hard today."

Under the pleasantries of the two, the extraordinary and ordinary work continued.

Midtown High School,

A group of big-headed students hadn't left yet. They were noisy and engaged in a "manly" duel for the ownership of the "treasure". This was regarded as a traditional event in Midtown High School.

Rumor: There are treasures buried in the school, and only the strong deserve to have them.

Years pass, and almost every year a treasure is found, almost in time for Christmas stockings, and the students at Midtown High have a lot of fun.

Whenever a treasure is unearthed, it represents a bloodbath. There may be only one person who finds the treasure, but there are countless people who rob it. Several students spontaneously formed a team to chase the person who dug the treasure. Seeing the injustice in the road, the other students drew their sticks to help, ready to insert a treasure. This time it became lively.

In the second year after the incident, the school inspected the interior of the school many times and found out almost all the "garbage" that Daisy had buried. But seeing the students never get tired of it, they are willing to encourage such enthusiasm. So the fact that treasures can be found every year is filled with water.

Seeing a group of junior high school students chasing each other and running, the school felt that this kind of education was more meaningful.

Gwen Stacy closed her workbook and checked the time.

An hour and a half had passed since my father came to pick me up.

The little girl scratched her head, looking helpless.

Girls mature earlier than boys, and boys at this age are crazy about playing, but little Gwen thinks about something farther away. Naturally, she will not be playful, and can understand and consider her father, the chief of the police station. When she was younger, she heard her father say this.

I am there, where the suffering is, I am a policeman, I have responsibilities and abilities, if I don’t go, who will go?

At a young age, Gwen didn't quite understand. Now that she understands a little bit, she wants to help her father. Taking care of yourself is the best way to help Dad.

Gwen propped up her baby's chubby face, thinking she could help a little more.

The noise outside the house attracted little Gwen. She quickly packed her schoolbag and chased it out.

The senior students chased each other excitedly because they found the "treasure". Behind them were a group of students who joined in the fun, and there were teachers from the school staring at them further away. Now Gwen is joining in the fun too.

Gwen is also very greedy for treasures. This envious emotion, she is only at the beginning of the story. After the school took control of the "treasure", it was obvious that one shipment was not as good as one shipment. But the content of the treasures handed down from the senior grades is really yearning. There are shoes that increase bouncing power, mechanical exoskeletons that increase wrist strength, powerful air guns, and invisible hidden weapons. Excited to hear it!

Gwen was a short person in the crowd, and she kept pushing forward, trying to join in the fun. Her strength is much greater than that of her peers, and she squeezed to the front without much effort.

I saw a few senior boys wrestling together, like love.

"boring"

After watching for less than three minutes, Gwen wanted to leave, but there was a change in the group of students fighting at the other end. A larger student fell towards this side and was about to hit Gwen. A fat man weighing more than one hundred catties is not enough for an eight-year-old girl to bear. The incident happened so suddenly that people around him had no time to react. Gwen glanced at this scene from the corner of her eye, and was about to react when a hand appeared from behind her, firmly holding the fat man.

Gwen could see clearly that this hand was slender and belonged to a senior. But the senior sister is obviously not very strong, and when she caught a fat man weighing more than one hundred catties, her hand was obviously twisted.

"Hey, isn't this Elissa, I'm sorry. Bruce, you **** is playing dirty tricks, see if I won't let you taste the power of meatballs, googhoo!"

"You're hurt." Gwen turned to look at Elisa, the senior who helped her. At this time, her hand was a little dislocated, and the joints were red.

"It's okay, a small problem. I'm the goddess of the dawn!" Elisa waved her hand, her face turned upside down, and she couldn't hide it from Gwen. Little Gwen pulled Eliza's hand out of the crowd and stopped in a remote place. Let Elisa sit on the swing, take out her water glass, and apply cold compresses to Elisa. Just like a little adult.

"Thank you, I feel much more comfortable." As a senior student, Elisa is about to graduate. At this time, she was being taken care of by a junior elementary school student, and the identity of the eldest sister made her face a little red.

"My name is Gwen Stacy, but it's a pity that I don't have a nickname, unlike you who can call yourself the Goddess of Dawn." Little Gwen had a babyish voice, which was very cute in Elisa's eyes.

"Haha, I'm not really the goddess of the dawn either. Cough cough, but I made the clothes. You like the goddess of the dawn too, don't you? Oh, by the way, my name is Elisa Lester"

"Since you like the goddess of dawn so much, why don't you participate in their activities? This is a treasure related to [Hot Woman]."

"You're talking about Daisy Johnson? Please, I'm sure she's not the Goddess of Aurora. But I was originally interested in her treasures, but I lost interest after knowing the truth."

"What truth?"

"Oops..." Eliza's hand injury was much more serious, and she began to suffer from pain.

She has been exercising since she was a child, and her physique is higher than that of her peers, but she sprained her wrist unexpectedly. Today was bad enough, she didn't want to embarrass herself in front of the children, so she got up and left.

"Hey, I can take you to a nearby pool for a flush"

"No, this is a legacy of the old campus, and the pool is broken. I'll go first and take care of myself, Gwen."

Leaving Gwen alone, she felt a little bored. Looking at the time, the busy chief of the New York City Police Department forgot his daughter. Well, there was no call in another fifteen minutes, and Gwen was going to walk back by herself.

Eliza dragged her injured wrist with one hand, and said in her mouth, "How could Daisy Johnson be the goddess of dawn..."

She knew that she fell in love with this superhero who was born out of nowhere. Let me ask, who doesn't love superheroes?

Because she used her own cosplay clothes for her first appearance, Elisa thought that there was a bond between the two of them. She feels that Daisy Johnson is a villain, hyping herself with the enthusiasm of superheroes. A big shot like her should have more metaphysical behavior. As it turns out, Daisy Johnson lived up to her reputation ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Rising Tide Carnival gave the audience a resounding slap with her brilliant presentation.

At the first high tide carnival, I was very lucky to meet Daisy Johnson, but Elisa was horrified to find that Daisy Johnson and the goddess of dawn used the same wallet, and then thought of this senior who often rubbed against the popularity of the girl of dawn. A wave of excitement and funny psychology filled my heart. Maybe it's a coincidence, but Eliza believed Daisy back then and was a superhero.

A year later, the incident of the Mexican gang exchanging fire was reported by the media. The Goddess of Aurora, who had been silent for a year, once again appeared in the eyes of everyone, and then it was rumored that Daisy Johnson appeared in Mexico. The mediocre will only spurn Daisy Johnson's business practices, but every pore of Eliza's trembling is relaxed! Elisa searched the Internet for the origin of the incident on Street 121 again, and found the street where Daisy drove drunk, not far from the crime scene! A coincidence may occur once or twice, but never more than three times!

Daisy Johnson is the goddess of dawn!

She has been using the truth to paralyze everyone, using the truth to cover up the truth!

Elisa, who thought she had found the truth, was extremely excited, and then thought about how to help Daisy Johnson. Fighting Elisa is a good player, but she is obviously not smart when she thinks about problems. After thinking about it, Elisas found helplessly that she seemed unable to help Daisy. Perhaps burying this longing in the bottom of my heart is the best help.

Ever since, whenever others discussed Daisy Johnson and the Goddess of Aurora, Elisa would justify the impossibility of the two.

When will she know this longing?

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