Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

The next morning, the bookstore welcomed a special guest.

Hong Fei said with a smile on his face: "Ms. Mei, I am very glad that you can come. What can you drink, coffee, juice, milk?"

"Milk, hot or cold, thank you."

Mei's tone and smile gave people a sense of distance. Obviously she didn't trust Hong Fei that much. Of course, Hong Fei was more willing to believe that this was a warning.

She was warning the young man in front of her not to think too wildly.

Of course Hong Fei didn't think much about it. He really thought that Mei was very suitable as a bookstore manager.

After offering warm milk, Hong Fei sat down and said, "Ms. Mei, I wonder how you have considered it?"

Hearing this, Mei did not rush to respond, but asked: "Mr. Hong, may I know why you want me to run this bookstore?"

"Of course." Hong Fei smiled and explained: "Because you have had experience in running a store. Although it is not a bookstore, I think it is roughly the same. And to be honest, I don't have much interest in bookstore management, but it is It was my parents who stayed, so I didn’t want to close it directly. Also because of Peter, we are friends, so of course I would consider the people I know first.”

Mei knows that Peter likes Hong Fei very much, but Peter may not just regard Hong Fei as a friend.

After a moment of silence, Mei nodded and said: "I am willing to accept this position, so that I can spend more time with Peter. Thank you."

Hong Fei immediately waved his hand happily: "You're welcome, I also want to thank you for solving a big problem for me."

"Before officially joining the company, I would like to know what thoughts, or expectations, you have for the bookstore as a boss?"

Hong Fei shook his head: "No, not at all. As I just said, I have no interest in running a bookstore, let alone any ideas. Everything is up to you. I will leave a sum of funds for you to use, whether it is You can keep the status quo or make major changes. Do you think 100 million is enough?"

Mei was startled, but she quickly frowned and looked at Hong Fei warily: "One million is too much. I don't think a bookstore needs that much start-up capital."

"Then how much do you think is appropriate?"

Mei turned to look at the bookstore, shook her head and said: "It's not clear yet, I can't give a specific number."

"That's fine. You can think about it slowly after you officially join. There's no need to rush." ​​After thinking about it, Hong Fei added, "By the way, I have rooms upstairs. Why don't I arrange them for you and Peter directly?" A room no smaller than the place where you used to live, so it will be more convenient for you to work, and it will be convenient for Peter to read."

Mei shook her head and refused without thinking: "No, we live well now."

Hong Fei knew at a glance that his enthusiasm might make the other party a little wary, but he really didn't have the same hobbies as Brother Meng De!

"Mr. Hong, I need at least a week. My current work still needs to be handed over. I will come on time on the first of next month."

"no problem."

Mei quickly stood up and left, and Hong Fei also let out a heavy breath.

Mei doesn't look relaxed, so why does Master Hong?

Such a pretty widow is indeed very attractive, but Hong Fei has no idea about her.

He wanted to recruit a clerk, and Mei wanted to change jobs, so they hit it off.With such a well-informed plot character, Hong Fei naturally felt more at ease.

After settling the matter, Hong Fei closed the store door directly, went upstairs and knocked on Frank's door.

Frank had nothing nice to say as soon as he opened the door: "What are you doing here?"

Hong Fei went directly into the room and sat down, asking, "Have you watched the news?"

"I don't have that free time."

Hearing this, Hong Fei looked at the guns, ammunition and fitness equipment in the room, frowned and said, "Do you treat this place as a warehouse?"

Frank: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Okay, let me tell you that Kingpin is back."

Frank immediately locked the door, "How do you know?"

"Of course I watch the news. Didn't I tell you that in the public eye, he is a great philanthropist and spice merchant."

Frank sat down with a sullen expression, "What do you want to do?"

Hong Fei raised the corners of his mouth and smiled maliciously.

After a long time, Hong Fei left Frank's room and returned to the bookstore, but Frank did not stay long. After a few minutes, he changed his clothes and left from the back of the building.

However, until after eleven o'clock in the evening, Hong Fei did not wait for the person he wanted to wait for.

"Don't they want this land anymore?"

Hong Fei was naturally waiting for Hall from the Fisk Group, the young man who had no lawyer qualifications but had a lawyer father.

But this doesn't seem to make sense. Hall is young and energetic, and doesn't seem to have a good temper. Even if Fisker Group changes its mind and doesn't want this land, Hall will definitely not let go of the grudge between Hong Fei and Hong Fei easily. After all, Hong Fei The master had humiliated him in front of a group of gangsters.

Now that Kingpin has returned from going out to do important things, what are you still enduring?Why don't you bring some people over to destroy the store?

After waiting patiently for nearly an hour, the time jumped to zero. Hong Fei sighed and stood up to close the door.

Before going upstairs to sleep, Hong Fei opened the Eyes of Death to look at the dragon energy surging in the room, and then fell asleep comfortably.

Three in the morning.

Most of the city has entered darkness, which is also the time when most people are asleep.

However, at this moment, Hong Fei was suddenly awakened by an unusual noise.

His door was opened.

Soon, a series of footsteps followed, varying in severity, and it was obvious that they were not one person.

Hong Fei stood up lightly and turned on his mobile phone to observe the surveillance in the living room. Under night vision, three men were walking slowly in the room. They did not have firearms in their hands, but they each carried a baseball bat. The key is that Hong Fei I recognized the faces of several people. They had all accompanied Hall to the bookstore.

After thinking for a moment, Hong Fei turned off his phone and lay down again.

Not long after, the bedroom door was pushed open, and three people surrounded him one after another.

Suddenly, a strong wind quickly hit from the left rear. Hong Fei's eyelids moved slightly and he suppressed his body's instinct forcibly.

boom!

A dull impact sounded, and the baseball bat hit Hong Fei in the back of the neck.

Just as Hong Fei was about to scream in pain, a towel with a pungent smell instantly covered his mouth and nose, and then there was a stabbing pain like a needle in his neck.

After struggling for a while, Hong Fei lay down softly.

Then, he was carried on the shoulders of one of them and carried downstairs. He entered the alley through the broken window of the bookstore. After twisting and turning, he was stuffed into a broken car.

In the back seat, Hong Fei closed his eyes and allowed his body to sway left and right under the influence of inertia.

In my mind, a clear driving trajectory gradually appeared on the complete map of New York.

Hong Fei didn't know what the other person injected him with, but it was obvious that it didn't take effect.

About 10 minutes later, the vehicle began to slow down and slowly stopped.

The route on the map was drawn, and Hong Fei continued to be carried inward.

Soon after, he was thrown into a chair, his body was tightly bound with ropes, and a second needle was administered.

After a moment, a confused voice sounded: "Is there something wrong with the dose? Why hasn't he woke up yet?"

Hong Fei: I thought it was an enhanced version of the stun shot.