Chapter 265: Winter in New York and Dangers!
The falling snowflakes slowly landed on Rorschach's woolen windbreaker.
It also makes this black coat look more eye-catching.
Rorschach was sitting with his legs crossed, with a small can of illusion dust tied to his wrist with a red prayer string woven by his aunt.
Sitting with his back straight at an outdoor table in a cafe.
At this moment, he stared at the two men sitting opposite him with a calm expression.
The middle-aged man in a purple suit and a bright tie is called Saul Goodman.
He was once the ultimate savior of countless gangs around New York City.
Now he has become the Minister of the Legal Department of Imperial Heavy Industries.
In the past six months, Karen & Nelson Law Firm, in cooperation with Fudge Nelson, has made a lot of contributions to the long-term development of Empire Heavy Industries.
The other one was fiddling with his stiff fingers.
A young man who was chewing gum to relieve his tension.
Even Rorschach had heard of his name.
Eddie Brock.
A hapless anti-hero who has yet to become the host of the alien parasite 'Venom'.
But now, he is being paid a high salary and given flexible working hours far beyond the industry standard by Iron Man David.
He was dug out from the Global Times and is the Propaganda Minister of Empire Heavy Industries.
"Since the establishment of Empire Heavy Industries, this is the first time I have met two elites... Sorry, I am a bit introverted and shy, and I am not good at speaking. I used to like to let others take care of the work arrangements."
A few fingers with no signs of abnormality on their fingertips gently supported Rorschach's face.
He stared at the two men opposite him who began to shake their legs and feet to relieve the coldness in their bodies and said lightly.
The middle-aged man Goodman is indeed an old hand at playing with legal provisions.
His reaction speed was obviously more adapted to social rules than Brock, who just looked muscular.
After hearing Rorschach's voice, he quickly said with a smile on his face:
"Mr. David has told us that you are the big boss behind Empire Heavy Industries. It is natural and necessary for you to dislike tedious things."
However, before Goodman could continue.
Brock, who seemed to have forced himself to swallow the gum in his mouth, raised his eyebrows slightly.
He asked Rorschach in a deep voice, bluntly:
"Boss, you told us to come out for coffee in this awful weather. Is there something you want us to deal with?"
"It's nothing too important. I just finished a very stressful task recently, so I plan to take care of some normal business to relax. It just so happens that we can recognize each other so that I won't be able to recognize you when I need help in the future."
With a faint smile on his lips, Rorschach casually patted the snowflakes that had accumulated on his shoulders.
However, his focus seemed not to be on the two men opposite him.
"Well, if there is anything serious, it is that Robert, the CEO who is now in charge of Empire Heavy Industries, is about to be fired."
At this moment, Rorschach blinked slightly and seemed to remember something.
He added to the two people whose subtle expressions seemed to have gradually stiffened.
"Uh, big boss, excuse me, but can I ask you what's going on?"
Brock, with obvious impatience between his brows, hesitated for a moment.
He asked cautiously to Rorschach, whose expression did not change.
"He didn't make any serious mistakes. It's just that his management style and work willingness are not in line with the development direction of Empire Heavy Industry. In this case, we have no choice but to ask him to leave since he has no loyalty at all."
Rorschach, with a calm expression, lowered his head and thought for a moment.
He locked eyes with Brock and spoke softly.
In fact, this was actually a suggestion given by Iron Man David, who had already left America and headed for the Pacific Ocean.
This working emperor named Robert is indeed a rare multi-functional management talent.
Under his leadership, Empire Heavy Industries has indeed achieved considerable development results.
Even Rorschach nicknamed him "Little Guilliman" after learning about this man's series of classic operations.
However, the other party looked down on Mrs. Gao, the leader of the gang empire, from the very beginning.
He also had repeated business conflicts of varying sizes with Mrs. Gao's subordinates.
If this is just a small thing that happened during the team's mutual adjustment.
Then when the other party arbitrarily changed Iron Man David's orders and expressed dissatisfaction with the mysterious and almost charitable behavior of Empire Heavy Industries in spending money.
He even wanted to join forces with other chaebols to increase the interests of the financial oligarchs in Imperial Heavy Industries.
The other party, who has no loyalty at all, has already walked down a dead end alone.
After all, Imperial Heavy Industries was just established by Iron Man David to cooperate with Rorschach's team to carry out various tasks.
And it is just a tool to solve social problems.
"Haha, okay Eddie, we are just a bunch of workers anyway. We have the final say on the company's appointments, right, boss?"
I see that the current atmosphere is a bit solemn.
Goodman, with snowflakes all over his head, quickly chuckled and started making jokes.
This solved the embarrassing situation for Brock.
"Well, we have officially met. I see that you all look very cold. Let's end the meeting today. You can leave now."
At this moment, Rorschach subconsciously twitched his nose and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Suddenly he ordered the two men sitting opposite him to leave.
And hear the big boss speak.
Goodman and Brock quickly stood up from their cold seats.
They stomped their legs and feet, which had become increasingly stiff due to the cold weather.
After respectfully greeting Rorschach, who was still sitting with his legs crossed, they quickly left the café together.
Soon after, the two figures disappeared in the depths of the flying snowflakes.
Rorschach, his expression much colder, picked up the cup of completely cold black coffee in front of him and took a sip.
The strong bitterness that quickly spread over the tip of his tongue and deep in his mouth made him frown.
"Young man, pure black coffee is not an old-fashioned thing that everyone can accept, especially cold black coffee will be more difficult to swallow."
At this moment, a white-haired old man who had sat down at another outdoor table in the cafe appeared.
Suddenly he spoke in the direction of Rorschach.
Rorschach narrowed his eyes and turned his neck slightly.
He looked up and down at the man in a well-tailored white suit.
A grey mink coat was draped over his shoulders.
The bulging hand held a gentleman's cane, and the white-haired old man even wore a monocle in front of one of his eyes.
"I prefer tea to coffee...you?"
"Hello, young man. My name is Faust, a retired old man who traveled alone to the American continent."
Hearing Rorschach's polite inquiry with a hint of doubt.
The white-haired old man wearing a monocle had a gentle expression and showed a kind smile.
"It's not a good idea to travel to New York in winter. Please be careful... Sorry, old man, the snow is getting heavier. I should leave now."
At this moment, Rorschach, with a polite smile on his lips, suddenly stood up from his chair.
He gently patted the shoulders of his windbreaker and the thin snowflakes that had fallen on his short gray hair.
After saying something politely to the white-haired old man, he strode towards the end of the street.
"Haha, should we say that New York is indeed a metropolis? A little fellow who seems to have werewolf blood can actually run around so openly... Old man, you really should go out more often to broaden your horizons."
Wait until Rorschach's tall figure completely disappeared at the end of the street.
The white-haired old man with the monocle grinned subconsciously.
He murmured to himself:
"In that case, let's stretch our muscles that haven't been used for decades and find the members of the terrorist organization called 'Terra Star Army' and burn them to ashes first!"
"Great Demon Shadow, may your infinite will guide my path of exploration."
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There is actually a Doctor Faustus in Marvel, but he is from Hydra.
This is a patchwork monster that is a combination of the DC mage villain.
(End of this chapter)