Marvel's Speedster

In the evening, Broadway was extremely bustling, bustling crowds were surging on the streets, and colorful neon lights kept flashing. Ross, who had just finished watching a musical, was mixed in the crowd, and he met his acquaintances just as he walked out of the theater.

"Hi, Ross," not fifteen feet away, a girl waved her arms in surprise.

It was Gwen Stacy and her family -- parents and two brothers.

"Come to the Mary Jane show?" After greeting the girl's parents, Ross strikes up a conversation with the high school classmate.

This afternoon's daytime show is Mary Jane's first stage show. Although it is only a supporting role, it is also a memorable moment in her personal career. As Ross's girlfriend, she originally wanted to share some business or life affairs for Ross to help him relieve pressure, but Ross didn't intend to let her get in touch with too much, so instead he encouraged her to pursue her dreams bravely. Agitation and manipulation, after months of professional training, Mary Jane was finally able to fulfill her greatest childhood desire.

"I heard from MJ in the lab that this is her big day. It happened that my father was on vacation on the weekend, so I brought the whole family to cheer for her." Gwen smiled. She was wearing a bright light yellow coat. Normal skin tone with rose lip makeup looks fresh and beautiful, At the moment is snuggling proudly beside her parents.

"Thank you very much for your support to Mary. I think she must be very excited when she finds out." Ross was expressing his gratitude on Mary Jane's behalf. His cell phone rang, and it was Mary Jane who was going to continue rehearsing the next scene in the background. It was very late. I just came home, so I am very sorry that her boyfriend can only miss the appointment.

After comforting the girl a few words, Ross arranged for the driver to wait for her outside, just as everyone had not eaten, so at the suggestion of Gwen's director's father, they came to Stacey's house for dinner together.

Gwen’s home is not far away on 72nd Street, within walking distance. Walking along the road, there are high-rise apartment buildings on both sides of the block. According to Gwen, the nearby flower shops and coffee bars have their own characteristics. It looks neat and full of charm, and even the wooden chairs on the street for people to rest are very comfortable.

The rent here must not be cheap. I heard that Gwen’s father had been working in Queens before. Although he was recently promoted to become the local police chief, his qualifications are still young. I don’t know if he has used the gray income. —— Ross privately Li made a very unkind guess, and soon reached the 20th floor of a certain building, which was Gwen's home.

"I heard Gwen mention about you. It is very rare for young people to turn around when they go the wrong way. I have seen many people of your age. They always change themselves when they find that there is no way out. Unfortunately, that It's usually too late." The police chief is also meticulous in his daily life, stubborn to the point of rigidity, and rigorous to the point of harshness, these two characteristics are firmly attached to him like labels, and people can feel it at a glance .

"Dad," Gwen called out angrily as she put down the fruit plate. She was worried that her father would throw out a lot of boring lectures as usual, scaring the guests away from coming to the door again.

"Me and Ross have a casual chat." George Stacey knocked on the coffee table dissatisfied, and sent her daughter to the kitchen to help her mother.

No one disturbed them, and the conversation between the two was not as embarrassing as expected. After all, George is a middle-aged man with rich social experience, not a weird bookworm who only has his own world in his eyes, so their communication was quite smooth. At least Ross knew that the reason why Gwen would intern in Connors' laboratory was because the doctor was a senior alumni of George's university, and in turn George had some understanding of Ross, no longer indirectly from others describe.

"Any plans for the future?" George asked casually.

"Continue to do in-depth research on our subject, create valuable discoveries, and then promote it, hoping that one day through our efforts, we can change the way of life of mankind." Ross took the coffee and turned to George's fourteen-year-old Howard, the eldest son, nodded.

"CNN reported that your new drug prospects are worth billions of dollars. Is this true?" After delivering drinks to the guests, the young man was supposed to leave, but his curiosity made Howard temporarily forget the family rules, and opened his round eyes Looking at Ross, he asked.

George raised his eyebrows, but he didn't stop him. As a father, he also hoped that his son would have more contact with peers with Ability.

"Maybe, but that depends on Osborn's considerations," Ross explained.

If he and Connors sold the research results to Osborn purely for the sake of making money, he and Connors would undoubtedly have done a failed business. Pure pharmaceutical giants will definitely join in one after another, and their quotations may be higher, but in the long run, Osborn, who is internally unstable, may give more opportunities in the future.

The facts were as he expected. After several considerations, Harry's father signed a letter of intent with Ross in the name of Osborn, but the transferee on the specific contract was Norman's private name. He would rather increase the expenditure and insist on this point. , and unexpectedly did not apply for a patent, but protected itself in the form of trade secrets, which increased the risk and avoided the requirement to disclose all the information of the invention to the public, making it impossible for the outside world to know more details.

Perhaps he intends to sell the body enhancement drug as a high-end strengthening product, similar to the stimulant drugs such as CERA (continuous erythropoiesis receptor activator) taken by athletes, and the effect of the new drug will undoubtedly be stronger and better.

However, it is more likely that he has been addicted to the power he obtained suddenly, and instinctively wants to monopolize it and prevent others from getting involved.

Yes or no soon, Norman is not Tony Stark, and Osborn's board won't let him do whatever he wants.

Ross chatted with Howard, his attitude was gentle and friendly, and soon the youngest child, Simon, came over in a daze.

Gwen's mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, saw the scene in the living room and turned around to wink at her daughter.

"Ross is a nice person. It's rare to see your father talk to people so peacefully. Your younger brothers like him too."

"Oh", Gwen agreed muffledly, and put her head down on the table to set the dishes.

Seeing her daughter running away like an ostrich, Mrs. Stacey simply turned her body around.

"I'm not old enough to be deaf and blind, these days you often mention Ross's name in front of us, don't tell me you only have a business relationship with him, men need good girls, girls need good boys, I don't want to see It's not like my daughter that you missed your chance."

"Mom!" Gwen gave her mother a big white eye in annoyance. "Don't you know he has a girlfriend, the girl I mentioned to you at the theater today?"

While complaining, she recalled the appearance of Mary Jane. Mary Jane was a straightforward and lovely girl in high school, she could be called beautiful, but she still had some distance from herself. Although she has a psychological advantage, Mary Jane suddenly appeared in a different image on stage today. Perhaps it was because of the nourishment of love, or perhaps it was the addition of the charm of the actors under the spotlight. Mary Jane on the stage today seemed to be in a The glowing, coral-red hair is soft and full of vitality, the sky-blue eyes and bright red lips exude infinite temptation, and the temperament has become leisurely and unaffected. This kind of Mary Jane is really amazing at that moment.

"Don't you have confidence in yourself?" The mother saw what was on her daughter's mind.

"No, I just don't want to be hated by others." Gwen denied it.

"I'm not going to make my daughter an annoying girl, but I just don't want you to regret it." The chief's wife shrugged her shoulders, lovingly looking at her daughter who resembled her.

"As far as I know, young people at this age rarely keep their feelings alive. They are like a bonfire, which emits light and heat when it burns, and cools down quickly when it is extinguished. If one day the opportunity comes, I hope you don't miss it."

Being nagged by her mother, Gwen just wanted to cover her ears, but her hand was pulled off again.

"A lot of good opportunities need to be fought for, just like our apartment, we have lived in it for ten years now, when your father and I spent a lot of money to buy a house here, many friends said it was worthless, and now they are very envious Extremely, the appreciation alone offsets the initial investment, so everything needs to be considered one step ahead..."

Under the constant ding of the mother and daughter, the dinner is ready. The meal at Stacey's house is not extravagant, but it is quite delicate and delicious, especially the lemon sea bass that Gwen's mother is good at is very suitable for Ross's appetite--- -This is relatively rare in the United States, because the locals usually don't eat much freshwater fish—seeing that he really enjoys it, the Stacey couple's impression of Ross is even better.

After dinner, we chatted for a while, and it was getting late, so Ross offered to leave.

"It seems to be raining outside." After watching Ross go out, Gwen was a little fidgety under the weird stares of her two younger brothers. She looked out the window and hurriedly grabbed an umbrella and rushed out of the house.

"Is it raining?" George put down the newspaper and saw his wife shaking her head, so he showed a rare smile.

Going downstairs along the elevator, Gwen rushed to Ross in one breath.

"Did I forget something?" Ross looked at her amusedly.

"Your tie is loose...I'll tie it on for you." The normally clever girl suddenly ran out of words, so she could only clumsily find an excuse.

Tied and tied, the tie finally looked perfect before Ross choked on it.

"Goodbye, Ross". Gwen said goodbye reluctantly.

Waving at the girl, Ross' back disappeared into the darkness.