Marvel's Superman

Chapter 118 - 115 | Dessert Is The Most Delicious After Dinner

Chapter 118 - 115 Dessert Is The Most Delicious After Dinner

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Luke returned to New York before nightfall.

He still lived in the tower suite in Waldorf Astoria and hadn't changed locations.

'The next step is asset placement. '

Luke had already sketched out the rough shape of the business investment plan in his mind and talked to Howard about cooperation for a while. He believed the other party would be interested.

Iron Man's father could be said to be prosperous recently.

As a participant in the Manhattan Project, he entered the White House with Oppenheimer and was honored by the President.

Stark Industries, which the Stark owned, had seen its stock prices soar.

Of course, Howard wasn't responsible for this.

The current U.S. stock market is different from the era when Warren Buffett fought the ups and downs of the Great Depression and told himself that he had too little knowledge.

After the Great Depression and the war-era slump, the US stock market was like a fountain that had been suppressed for a long time. It was about to usher in a sustained bull market for a long time.

When the unstable situation disappeared after the war, those Wall Street stockbrokers closed their eyes and randomly selected five stocks out of ten stocks that will go up.

If he only wanted to make money, Luke could easily arrange to become the most successful businessman after the 20th century with a precise vision beyond the times -- then the script would become a Rebirth in Wall Street instead of the Marvel Universe.

Wealth and status were icing on the cake for him, not the primary purpose.

After all, the five Cosmic Beings, and the higher beings in the Living Tribunal, didn't care about his social status and official rank.

"Just leave this to the hotel waiter. "

Luke returned to the hotel and quietly walked behind Malèna.

After looking at the beautiful girl with her apron tied and constantly busy, a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of her mouth.

"I like to do it myself …"

Malèna, who did not know beforehand, was startled and turned around to see the familiar face and smiled softly.

Like a wife waiting for her husband to return home, she carefully helped Luke take off his uniform jacket.

These days, he was busy dealing with official business, waiting for the award, and preparing for S.H.I.E.L.D. They haven't seen each other for a while.

"I just made mushroom soup, so I asked room service to bring over some more staple food. "

Malèna was wearing a beige floral skirt and a pair of flat-heeled shoes under her feet. Her wavy black long hair was rolled up high, giving off a homey vibe.

"Cossa said that you stayed in the hotel all day and never wanted to go out. That's not good. "

Luke put his arms around Malèna's plump waist. This beautiful woman who came to New York from Sicily had a very different personality from Carter.

The female agent was independent and self-reliant and always wanted to prove her ability.

And Malèna was the typical little woman who likes to stay at home.

She only wanted to have a solid reliance and give herself enough security and never ask for anything else.

Luke sometimes enjoyed the feeling of being depended on, so he often spent the night at Malèna's.

"I read books, listen to the radio, and occasionally go for a walk in the garden below. "

Malèna retorted, revealing a lovely romantic feeling from the corners of her eyes.

Luke glanced at the magazines on his desk. Most of them were about cooking and flower arrangement.

"I'll ask Cossa to introduce a reliable real estate agent someday; it's not good to stay in a hotel all the time. "

Luke put his plan to buy real estate on the agenda. He traveled back and forth between Washington, D.C., and New York, but he didn't ask too much for accommodation.

Malèna was different. A long-term stay in Waldorf would inevitably make her feel bored.

Moreover, as a traveler, buying a house should be the top priority engraved in the depths of the soul.

"Mr. Alessandro is usually very busy, so there's no need to bother him with this small matter. "

Malèna came over with some fragrant mushroom soup. He could see that she was an excellent cook.

The rich cream, the sliced mushrooms, the scattered corn kernels, and the diced bacon were genuinely delicious.

"Trust me, he'll be happy to. "

Luke remembered the mafia leader, and the first thing he did after the meeting was to send himself a woman.

This shows that the other party was a seasoned veteran when it came to pleasing the powerful.

To win the favor of a military Major General with a bit of effort was something many people would kill for.

"I'm going to have to put a mark on you later. "

Using the Superdemon card, Luke had recently mastered a new skill -- the ability to imprint a specific person mentally.

Like in the other studio, the shortcut to find Superman was to throw Lois Lane down the stairs.

Even in Washington, D.C., if something happened to Malèna, he will come as soon as possible.

However, the above situation is unlikely to happen. If Hydra or the Hellfire Club dared to come to New York to cause a mess, they would be annihilated.

Luke was happy to let them experience what an iron fist of justice was!

"Eat first; it's getting cold. "

Malèna flicked her hair and looked forward to his evaluation.

Before long, the room service pushed the dining car and delivered all kinds of main courses.

There was foie gras, leg of lamb, as well as oyster and vegetable salad.

Luke began to feast and enjoy the pleasurable dining experience.

Stellar energy could support daily consumption, but it didn't fill his appetite.

"Mr. Alessandro said he wanted to see you. "

When Luke finished his dinner, Malèna said so in passing as she cleared the table.

The Mafia leader who came to North America from Sicily and traveled across the ocean with all his family members was said to have established a firm foothold in New York.

Luke asked Uncle Frank to introduce Alessandro to the Irish Mob, and with a Major General behind him as an umbrella, the NYPD turned a blind eye to these Italians.

Alessandro was also brilliant. He had no plans to snatch the business from his compatriots and the Irish people. He didn't touch the lucrative business of smuggling and contraband.

Instead, it took a different approach and started in the gray industry, such as casino games and money laundering.

With great efforts, several underground casinos had been opened. Recently, the business was booming, and it had gradually gained a little fame in Lower Manhattan.

"What can I do for you?"

Luke was lying on the sofa, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He didn't want to have too much contact with Alessandro's gang unless necessary.

Since the end of the war, Luke's high status had led him to deal with a heavy workload every day.

Carter was in charge of S.H.I.E.L.D, which was still in preparation.

The mutant aspects could be given to Bolivar; he just had to wait for the results.

The most important work still came from the White House and the Pentagon. Politicians on Capitol Hill competing with each other, military dignitaries who come to show goodwill and make friends, and some prominent entrepreneurs who wanted him to invest in themselves.

Social parties and banquets take up most of the time.

Sometimes the limelight was too strong, which wasn't necessarily a good thing!

Luke sighed with emotion.

"Mr. Alessandro wants to follow the family name in Sicily and name the Mafia the Corleone family … which of course requires your approval. "

Malèna walked over and reached out to rub Luke's temples with moderate, gentle, and soothing pressure.

She squatted on the edge of the sofa, plump and charming, stretching into a beautiful curve.

"There is no need to ask my permission for such a trivial matter. "

After enjoying the massage for a while, Luke turned his head to Malèna and said with a fiery look in his eyes, "I just want to taste the dessert after dinner now. "

Long nights with no mood to sleep, active physical exercise was the best way to live a healthy life.