In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

"This is Ashley, what can I do for you?"

The respectful and careful response was in stark contrast to the annoyance I had just felt.

Although Ashley hated this phone call that took up her rest time, as a working elite, it is a necessary self-cultivation for every working person to not hit someone who smiles at them.

"Ashley...you should be Vice President Madeline's assistant, right?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

The face full of business smile suddenly froze.

Originally, Ashley thought this was some kind of internal emergency phone call notification, but from the other party's tone, it seemed that the other party was not very sure of her identity...she felt that something was fishy.

"It's definitely you... Now listen to me, Ashley, do you have any idea of ​​getting promoted?"

"I don't want to...ah, what did you say?!"

Ashley wanted to refuse subconsciously, but she didn't expect her pupils to shrink, and the other party's words were even a little "scary".

"Who are you? How can you influence the personnel transfer of the Water Group? Are you an insider?"

"This is a very stupid question, Ashley. If I were not an insider, then I don't think this call would have reached you... You should know that only insiders are qualified to obtain the contact information of Vought employees."

"Ashley, it seems I need to re-evaluate your qualifications for promotion."

"Hey, Boss! I'll obey you. Please give me your orders... What do I need to pay?"

Although Ashley mostly exists as a funny character, she was able to climb up step by step in the original plot and finally escape unscathed, which shows that she is not a simple character and should not be underestimated.

It is almost impossible for pie to fall from the sky in America.

There is something to do with home.

Ashley understood this.

“Soon you will be notified of your appointment… What you have to do is simple.

You should know Godokin University, right? It's the superhuman school where Deep Sea and Locomotive graduated. I want you to get as many of the top three students in the school as possible into the Super Seven Team."

After hearing the answer, the shrewd Ashley immediately guessed what position she would be promoted to.

The other party's authority...seems to be greater than I thought.

"But Boss, now the locomotive is seriously injured and unconscious, the deep sea has gone to Ohio, and only the invisible man died, but the first two are still in the team. It's obviously not easy to add new members."

"We will have someone take care of this. Remember my conditions."

"Okay, Boss, I'll try my best to do it!"

After hanging up the phone, Ashley's nose turned up to the sky, her hands shaking with excitement. Maybe tomorrow, she would be able to sit in the office in charge of the seven-member team... This was the position she had always dreamed of!

On the other side, Jonathan put down the phone, picked out a plain clothes from the closet, put it on, and walked out of the dormitory.

My girlfriend Kate's schedule conflicts with mine. She has to go to class very early in the morning, but I am currently a senior about to graduate, so I basically have very few classes.

This is also different from the real world. Realistic senior students have already entered the corporate life stage early. They are either looking for internships or have already stepped half way into the job market.

Here, there is no so-called internship. After graduation, the superhuman graduates have only one goal -

Either you are chosen by a scout to become a star in a superhuman exclusive entertainment company, or you join the Vought Company and engage in both entertainment and "fighting" criminals.

Relatively speaking, senior transhuman graduates are very free. After all, they are either looking for traffic or creating public opinion. No one cares what they do after leaving school.

So, Jonathan (ranked first in the school and very popular in school and on the Internet), who wore a mask to prevent others from recognizing him, quickened his pace and came to a video store in the city center.

"Hello, do you need a disc? Starlight's solo photo album, Queen Maeve and Homelander's adult-oriented DVDs are all available in the store. Would you like one?"

???

This video store is so fancy...

Forget Zubao and Maeve, but Starlight... doesn't seem to have turned into a skull face yet. The Kardashian aesthetic is really poisoning women...

I really can't appreciate it.

"Um... no need. I want to ask, is Hughie here?"

"Wait, you're asking Hughie? That bastard quit after he screwed up my store, and you want to talk to him?"

"Manager, I think you should have his contact information, right?"

"Yes, there is, but whether he will answer the phone is another matter...

I don’t know what happened to Hughie, that bastard, he suddenly became so decadent. I heard before that he got over Luo Bin’s death and found a new girlfriend... The world of young people..."

Before the music store owner could finish his sigh, Jonathan came out with the copied phone number and dialed a number at a corner of the street.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."

In the dirty and dim basement, Hughie was half lying on a bed made from shelves with his upper body naked, a bottle of cheap whiskey in his left hand, his eyes dazed.

On the TV facing him, Starlight was wearing sexy combat clothing and singing happily on the stage built by the Water Group.

"Hum..."

Looking at the familiar figure on TV, Huey took another big sip of wine and then sneered at himself.

"Hey, Huey, your phone."

At this moment, the short-haired man wearing a windproof goggles stuffed the wrench in his overalls with one hand, and threw the ringing cell phone at Huey with the other hand.

"Frankie, don't break it."

Huey grabbed the flying phone and opened his tipsy eyes. An unknown phone number was displayed on it.

"MM, please keep your voice down, I have a phone call!"

"Hello, this is Huey Campbell."

"Hughie, right? I have some secrets to share with you. Can I make sure you're alone?"

"Oh, okay, I'll go talk outside."

Hearing this, Hughie sobered up half way.

Normally, not many people know me. The only people who can call me and talk to me are Daddy Starlight and other team members.

So, this is definitely not a trivial matter.

"What?! Are you serious? Is there really such a virus in Godolphin University? And there is also Compound No. 5 there?"

"That's great. Is this news true?"

When Hughie heard the news on the phone, he became extremely excited and shouted out loud.

Ever since Butcher disappeared, the entire Black Robe Patrol was in a state of being leaderless, and he vaguely felt that he seemed to have a chance to lead the direction of the team.

As an ordinary person who was introduced into the team halfway, Hughie has always wanted to get rid of the label of "waste", to play a role in the team and be a real man.

Therefore, he often secretly met with Starlight Annie, and then tried to find a way to obtain Compound No. 5 in the core laboratory of the Water Group.

However, since CEO Edgar took office, the control of the entire laboratory has become particularly strict, so he has been at a loss recently and was in a depressed state for a while.

The good news brought by the phone call undoubtedly gave him a shot in the arm.

"Oi, you bastard sons, your daddy is back."

Just then, a familiar voice sounded from behind Huey.

After hearing the unusual noise, Huey turned his head sharply. MM and Frankie, who were standing in the distance, also drew their guns alertly and pointed them at the stairs behind Huey.