[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

This meeting with Bruce Wayne was invited by Warlock, after rejecting Bruce's private invitation four times in a row.

When Bruce was called up by Alfred, he was in a daze. He could only see the shadow of the young master of the Wayne family when he just woke up.Just as much as Batman resists spending good time sleeping, Bruce Wayne resists getting out of bed.

Wrapped in a nightgown, he sat down at the dining table and drank coffee to wake himself up. He picked up the documents and went over the important events that happened in Gotham during the time he was sleeping. He was awake before he swallowed a sip of coffee.

"Harvey and Warlock had a quarrel in the mayor's office, and they broke the door of the office?" Bruce's voice was a little unbelievable, and his chaotic brain hadn't turned around yet, and he felt that the news was extremely absurd.

Alfred gave Bruce a disapproving look, took the document from him, and put the steak and soup in front of him.

"These documents will be brought to the car for you to see later, you should have a good meal now." Alfred stood straight at the long table with a towel on his arm, "The Gotham media always likes to exaggerate the facts Eye-catching, the news you see will be the front page of the Gotham Daily tomorrow."

Bruce cut the steak absently: "Harvey and Warlock Dowling are not impulsive people. Their political views are essentially the same. Even if they have a bad relationship, it shouldn't be revealed at this time. The Gotham Daily can get The message is that there must be something wrong between the two men."

"Mr. Dent is a rare gentleman, and Mayor Dowling seems to get along well with Oswald of the Copperpot family, maybe..."

Bruce shook his head, denying Alfred's guess: "Compared to Penguin, what Harvey wants to attack is those gangsters who smuggle drugs and wooden warehouses, if all gangsters in Gotham are the same as Penguin , Gotham wouldn’t be this bad.”

"Alfred, ask Harvey for me in a few days, we need to talk." Bruce swallowed the last bite of steak, completely unaware that he even ate his least favorite cauliflower because of his lack of concentration.

When Bruce arrived at the parking lot of the city hall, there were already secretaries from the secretary's office waiting in the parking lot. The secretary, who was dressed as an elite woman, was caught off guard by Bruce's luxury car and was covered in dust.

Seeing that the secretary's face was dark at the time, Bruce hurriedly picked up a bouquet of flowers from the co-pilot and handed it to the secretary.

"I'm so sorry, beautiful lady. Your beauty made me lose my sense of proportion and I couldn't park in time." Bruce used his usual sweet words to make the secretary happy. Well, there is no harm in the end.

Bruce was also a little annoyed. The previous government buildings were exquisite and appropriate, and the luxury cars and flowers could bring great visual impact to people.And the old government building has been in disrepair for a long time. When it was temporarily opened, only the interior and facade of the building were repaired, and the yard and parking lot behind it were not moved at all. This was not considered by Bruce.

When the secretary saw Bruce's smile, the anger in her heart dissipated twice, and she couldn't get angry at Bruce after receiving the flowers.

"Mr. Wayne, you don't need to be sorry, it's because we didn't entertain you well." The secretary was a little excited while holding the flower, and forcibly suppressed her expression to show her calmness.

Bruce complimented Miss Secretary a few more words, and saw that she was really not angry with a smile on her face before she relaxed a little. When she followed Miss Secretary to the mayor's office, he kept saying something No need to get closer to Miss Secretary.

After entering the elevator, there were only the two of them in the elevator, and Bruce asked casually: "I heard Harvey didn't like meeting the mayor in the morning? Harvey and I are very good friends, and Warlock also talks a lot. Come on, their philosophies are so similar, and they are both so proud. If possible, I really hope they can sit down and have a good talk.”

Bruce's eyes were lowered, exuding pitiful melancholy. When he looked at Miss Secretary, those cobalt blue eyes were so deep that they could drown the person he put in his eyes.

Miss Secretary was bewildered by the beauty, hesitated for a moment and said: "I don't know much about the specific situation, it's just that the mayor dropped a cup this morning."

After she said this, she regretted it. She shouldn't have said these things to Bruce Wayne. Now that she had said it all, she felt a little bit broken, and she comforted Bruce in a low voice: "Actually, Mr. Wayne, you don't You need to worry too much, the mayor has always been able to separate official business from personal friendship, he has always been very optimistic about Prosecutor Dante, and it is not a big problem to have you running in the middle."

Miss Secretary was about to say something, but the elevator had already stopped at the floor where Warlock's office was located.Miss Angelina waited at the door of the elevator holding the documents, shook hands with Bruce friendly, and gave her a hard look when she saw the bouquet in Miss Secretary's arms.

The secretary was taken aback by Angelina's fierce eyes, and she hesitated to continue speaking.

When Bruce saw that the secretary lost all confidence, he knew that this lady would no longer have the task of receiving important people.He didn't speak for Miss Secretary, and he pulled out a bouquet of flowers from his windbreaker to present to Miss Angelina as if by magic.

"This is an apology for leaving without saying goodbye last time. Please accept it, Ms. Angelina." When something no longer belongs to a person alone, the metaphor attached to it will also dissipate. Miss Secretary is the best way to get out of the siege.

Angelina saw the bouquet in Wayne's hand, and looked at Miss Secretary with a relaxed expression, but she didn't take the bouquet.

"Mr. Wayne is a rare person with true temperament. Your Excellency the Mayor has never been angry because of your early departure. I will not accept this flower. Accepting personal gifts during working hours is easy to be misunderstood."

When Angelina said the last sentence, she was obviously looking at the secretary. She liked this girl who had just graduated. She wanted to train her before entrusting her with the reception task. The means are blinding the eyes, and we need to practice more in the future.

Bruce rubbed his nose. Angelina was obviously using himself to beat the secretary, and at a deeper level, he was also taking the opportunity to beat himself not to do anything to the girls in the city hall. His reputation as a playboy has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Warlock didn't know that Angelina's vigilance towards Bruce Wayne had been raised to the highest level, and he was determined to let the male secretary run by the secretary pick him up next time he came again, so as not to give him a chance to take action against the female staff of the city hall.

He happily welcomed Bruce Wayne into his office. When he got close to Bruce, he could clearly smell the strong fragrance on his body. It didn't make people feel weak, but he felt that Bruce Wayne should be Is such that.

"Bruce, call me Bruce." Bruce Wayne took the lead to block Warlock's polite words without any surprise.

"We've all known each other for so long, it's too rusty to continue to be called last names." Bruce winked at Warlock deliberately, without the greasy feeling of an adult pretending to be young, as if he was still a teenager, wanton and full of vitality.

The name Bruce lingered on Warlock's tongue for a few times, and finally he agreed with Bruce: "Bruce."

Bruce unceremoniously sat on the sofa for the guests, and said, "Is that right? I've heard that Oswald from the Copperpot family before... Oswadel called you Warlock, and he and I know you It didn't take more than two hours, so it doesn't make sense for you and him to call each other by our Christian names and me by our surname."

Warlock smiled, of course he wouldn't say that he felt that he and Bruce were not the same way before, and that he didn't have the idea of ​​a deep friendship.Following Bruce's words, he answered a few words and made Bruce a cup of tea.

When Bruce saw the steaming tea, he realized that he had said too much nonsense, and straightened his sitting posture: "I'm a little excited that you took the initiative to meet me. Do you need my help? I will try my best to help."

Warlock has been paying close attention to observing Bruce's performance. His solipsism and self-willedness leave no trace, and every word and every action he says is in line with the performance of a playboy enjoying life in the rich N generation.If he hadn't carefully studied Bruce Wayne and the Wayne Group, Warlock would have started to wonder if his thoughts were entirely his own imagination.

"There is a business to invite you here this time." Warlock got up and took out several documents from the bookcase. When taking the documents, he deliberately spent a while observing Bruce's expression through the mirror of the bookcase, and found nothing wrong.

"Before I made a plan for Gotham's future development. I prepared to improve Gotham's infrastructure and increase subsidies for Gotham citizens living at the standard level. This is the plan."

Warlock pushed the document to Bruce. Regardless of whether Bruce had studied his plans in private, Bruce Wayne must not be interested in these on the surface, and he had to introduce them carefully.

Bruce picked up a few documents and flipped through them, as if to show his seriousness, he took out a pair of glasses from the inner pocket of the windbreaker and put them on, which seemed quite interesting.

At the beginning, Bruce patiently read two pages, and then he quickly skipped over it, and took a light look at the urban construction part, and only charities could attract his attention.

Warlock held the teacup and counted silently to less than three hundred. Bruce had already read several documents.

"Your idea is very good, and it fits well with me. The lives of the people of Gotham need to be improved, and I am willing to invest in my own name." As he spoke, he took out the checkbook from his windbreaker and pushed it directly in front of Warlock, "How much do you need?" Just write, I, Bruce Wayne, lack everything except money."

The smile on Warlock's lips twitched, and this was the second time Bruce had tapped the checkbook in front of him.

"Bruce, this is not something Warlock and Bruce can do." Warlock lowered his voice, "To change Gotham requires the joint efforts of the government and conscientious enterprises, and this kind of plan needs the support of the Wayne Group .”

Bruce's good-looking brows frowned slightly: "You're right, the Wayne Group does need to contribute as a member of Gotham. It's just that things will be much more troublesome if the Wayne Group intervenes. The think tank needs to look at the documents, and the legal department also needs to intervention."

"There is still a board meeting..." Bruce seemed to have thought of something extremely painful, his face wrinkled, "Can't you just write a check? I don't want to have a meeting..."

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