It was warm in the car, but Bucky was cold now. He clamped his legs and thought about how to get them out of the car.
"I may be able to run away, but Steve..."
Ba Ji's face was sad. He couldn't leave his friends behind. It seemed that he had to sacrifice himself to save Steve. I hope it won't hurt too much.
For his best friend, young Bucky's eyes were firm.
Steve, on the other hand, didn't have that mess in his head, so he was looking at the decorations in the car with great interest.
He had never seen a lot of things. In addition, there was a table, a bar and a sofa as big as a bed.
"You said you knew our father, but..." Steve was curious for a while, and finally hesitated to ask.
"Why do I have money and they don't?"
Su Ming smiles and pours a glass of wine for himself, shaking and sniffing the mellow smell of the liquor. He did not expect Steve to tangle with this kind of thing.
"No, I mean... Their boss never looked straight before."
Steve shakes his head, because it is a child, so his sense is more acute. Their father's former boss looked at them as if they were looking at the dead, full of disgust and discrimination.
Su Ming nodded slightly, so capitalists who thought they were aristocrats did exist, but they must be cold now.
Because rich people discriminate against others without cover up. This behavior often represents extreme self conceit in psychology. To survive the stock market crash and the great depression, it requires extreme calm and rationality, on the contrary.
Extremely conceited people in the face of great setbacks, often take extreme behavior to produce stress response to the outside world, what can this be in this year? Jumping from a building...
"people and people are not equal, but the life of ordinary people makes everyone equal."
Although Steve didn't understand, Su Ming didn't intend to explain it. When they became extraordinary, they would understand.
He also hopes that there will be more people like the captain of the United States who are professional and selfless. The future world will be boring without heroes.
Speaking of his little cousin... Can we consider making him a great man in the future? What kind of mercenary? Isn't it enough to have your own mercenary in the world?
Imagine the death attendant standing in front of the White House lawn in a stiff suit and a red and black headdress. Su Ming shivered...
I can't think of it. It's just mental pollution.
It's better not to fiddle around and change the plot beyond recognition. It will be difficult to do it at that time.
"What shall we call you, sir?" Steve looked at Su Ming again and asked a question.
"My name is Slade Wilson, Wilson enterprise is my industry, and we still have many opportunities to get along with each other in the future." Su Ming said meaningfully to them.
Of course, it's more of a time when I get along with them in another identity. The day when the death knell comes back to the world is getting closer and closer.
But his expression of "kindness" fell into Bucky's eyes, which made him hide his butt better. The priests all laughed.
What is our job today, Mr. Wilson
Steve looked at Bucky strangely. Since he got on the bus, he kept his head down and didn't know what he was doing. It was too impolite. Steve could only take the initiative to talk to Su Ming.
"Well, today you can run errands with me. I bought a piece of land in long island to build the headquarters of the company. Now I'm going to visit the construction site."
"Well, let's do anything. We're very capable, aren't we? Bucky
"Er, um, yes." Bucky came to his senses, and he was still timid.
However, this also interrupted his imagination. He found that although the car had driven out of the dock, it was still driving on the broad coastal road, and he had no intention of going to any church.
It seems that I have been thinking too much. It is also true that the boss is not a priest. In the future, it is only necessary to keep a distance from the clergy, especially the mysterious religion that does not know what monsters it worships.
Especially the double headed dragon and three headed dog....
the atmosphere became more relaxed, and Bucky gradually became more lively. Su Ming entertained them with happy water and biscuits in his car and took them to the construction site.
Passing an alley, Su Ming called for a stop. He shook down the glass. The cold wind outside the window made Steve and them shiver.
"See that over there?"
"Yes." Steve and Bucky both nodded.
"What do you see?" Su Ming picked up a cigar and asked them an obvious question.
It was a group of numb faced people. They were burning something around an iron barrel to keep warm. Everyone seemed to be out of the body, as if they had lost everything.
Steve and Bucky looked at each other with a sad look on their faces."They're zombies," Bucky and I call them. "
"Yes, Mr. Wilson, these people seem alive, but they have no soul." Bucky added that he also made a cross, as if praying for their rest.
The captain of the United States gave Su Ming some surprise. They didn't expect that the word walking dead was invented by them in this world.
Now Hollywood is not as prosperous as the later generations. Chaplin has just started to make films, and most of the films released now are from France and all European countries.
"What they lose is not their soul, but hope and faith, and only by keeping faith can they truly live." Su Ming rolled up the car window and poured Chicken Soup for the two people: "Qin Jiu, write down the concept of living corpse, arrange someone to go to Hollywood to prepare the script, and buy a film company for standby."
"Yes, boss."
Su Ming looks at them again and expresses his appreciation for them. Both of them are thinking about the issue of soul and hope.
"You use this word very well. I'm very happy. I'll be busy and take you to eat good food."
Steve and Bucky slapped each other and said, "Yeah! Thank you, Mr. Wilson. "
As the car drove quietly, Su Ming just asked about their family's situation. After learning that the American team's mother was ill, he generously said that he would advance Joseph some wages in advance, at least allowing Steve's mother to rest for a period of time.
This replaced Steve's gratitude, and he and Bucky were much closer to Su Ming.
The car arrived at Long Island, where Su Ming chose.
He chose the place here for no reason. The main reason is that it is remote.
In the future, Manhattan will be overhauled every two or three days. Stark's corporate headquarters and the future compound building will be the hardest hit area. Su Ming simply set the headquarters in the most remote Long Island to avoid the disaster of pond fish.
They didn't get off the car first and left the gin on the construction site to deal with things. Su Ming just shook down the glass again to let them see what the difference was between the people on the construction site and the people they had seen before.
Of course, it is different. Although it is near December, this temperature is not suitable for construction in the conventional sense. After all, the cement concrete will freeze, but it is OK to dig the foundation first and make other preparations.
The weather is cold, but these workers are full of energy. They are alive just like the people on the wharf. Although the expressions on their faces are mostly serious or serious, at least these are human expressions.
"I see, Mr. Wilson, what you mean is that down-to-earth work gives people hope and faith, and they make people really live."
Steve understood that the new boss was really a good man. He was teaching them how to behave, just like his own father.
Su Ming laughs but doesn't speak. His original intention is to let them guess, but he likes the understanding of guangweizheng.
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