Chapter 643

The most intuitive manifestation of the postwar American economy is that there are more vehicles on the streets than before.

The sound of the engine, the honking and swearing caused by the traffic jam forced him to roll up the window.

Maybe in a few years, New York City will start to build overpasses or underground tunnels, but traffic has been a big problem in recent years.

Howard's stark industrial headquarters is in Manhattan. It's really a killer place. In the morning rush hour, the car moves like a snail on the road.

Su Ming can't remember when he drove last time. But today, Qin Jiu has to do something else. Howard is mysterious. He drives better.

But now it seems that it's better to ride a bicycle, or let an adjutant copy a helicopter.

Su Ming holds the steering wheel, smoking and thinking about things. His luxurious black car slowly moves forward with the traffic flow. He has not been on the street for a long time, and the street has changed a lot.

At this time, he saw Howard coming from the sidewalk. It seemed that he had reached suming's route and was waiting for him on the road he had to pass.

Howard looked from side to side like a thief, and covered his face and moustache with his coat collar. He looked very guilty.

After checking again and again, he opened the co pilot's door and got into the car.

It's not because he feels safe, but on the contrary, it's because the drivers behind the traffic are honking their horns as if they are about to get out of the car and hit him.

"You should have picked me up on Long Island. Manhattan in the morning is a hell."

Su Ming saw Howard's suspicious action, but didn't ask about it. Like the British talking about the weather, New Yorkers talked about the traffic.

"I agree with you, but not today. We're going to Westchester, just in two directions with long island." Howard's mustache was warped and he stuffed his tie back out of his suit.

"Did you live in the company again yesterday?" Su Ming stepped on the accelerator gently and the car slid slowly.

"I think it's good that you have reserved a suite for yourself on the top floor of your company, so I also live on the top floor of my own company. However, the transportation in Manhattan is really inconvenient. I have to consider buying a suite in Los Angeles, just by the sea." Howard smoothed the collar of his coat and leaned back on his seat as if to breathe.

"Malibu beach?" Su Ming takes a look at him.

"How do you know that?" Howard showed a look of surprise, he just had this idea, was he guessed?

Su Ming put the cigarette case in front of him and let him take it by himself. He yawned: "there are many stars in Hollywood who live there. I bet you want to have a fateful encounter with some beautiful women."

"I find you really know me..." Howard pinched his chin and thought for a while. "But you know, men and men are impossible. It's useless for you to pay attention to me, but I still decided to buy a piece of land in Long Island and we will be neighbors."

"Get out of here."

Su Ming made a move to stop the car.

"No, it's just a joke. Last time I saw your new secretary, I didn't expect that the old man of gin had such a beautiful granddaughter. You're so deep."

Howard held the door handle as if afraid of being thrown down.

"Don't talk nonsense. You didn't come to me more beautiful than whose secretary?" In the face of Howard's obscene expression and action, Su Ming's heart has no fluctuation, and even wants to laugh.

"You don't have a bug in your car, do you?" Howard was more serious and restrained.

"No, I have a special person in charge of the inspection." Su Ming shook his head. He went back to check it himself, and then hanged again: "I don't want to sit on a car bomb one day and die in an iron coffin like Sherman."

"So your company's" iron wall "self-propelled anti tank gun is a big metal pimple. It's useless except for its defense capability?" Howard went off the subject again.

"Then you should ask the crew who have driven the iron wall. Will they exchange the iron wall for Sherman?" Su Ming showed a smile. Sometimes going to the battlefield slowly has the advantages of slow: "at least I let the boys go down the battlefield alive, instead of coming back with the flag. They killed several people with my chariot. I don't care. If no one is killed, it's the best."

Howard looked up and down at Su Ming. "How could I never know you were a pacifist?"

"The war is over. My friend, the enemy on the battlefield in the past is also our customer now. If you kill one more person in those years, you will earn less money. For enterprises, this is the loss."

Su Ming turns the radio knob. The traffic jam is really annoying. He wants to listen to jazz.

Germany is now divided, and West Germany, as a member of capitalist countries, has to accept the "aid" of the United States, that is, to maximize the opening of imports and exports and become one of the dumping places of products.

Enemies of the past can now drink Skywalker's drinks and enjoy most of Wilson's products, and Deutsche mark is also money."Damn it, the arms export to West Germany has not been released. My recent activities have not achieved any success. The military takes this seriously."

Howard said helplessly, watching the traffic outside the window, watching the black snow roll out of the front wheel, and the car exhaust quickly dissipated.

Su Ming scratched his eyebrows with his fingernail and flicked the ash in the ashtray.

"That's what you came to me for? First of all, I do have a good relationship with the military. I can also help you with the activities, but I can't guarantee the effect. General Pershing died in August. His faction is in chaos. MacArthur is emperor in Japan. Eisenhower is preparing to run for the next president. Most people can't participate in your "venture capital."

"Why don't you run for president and try to send me a special executive order or something."

Howard make complaints about Tucao, he is not interested in making money. He is a scientist, inventor, and sells arms to make himself rich to pursue personal hobbies, such as what to do with an actress.

"Why don't you go? After all, this country is still a businessman. If you run for election, the military is not our opponent. "

Su Ming retorted that the president of the United States is the most powerless president. In fact, he is just the spokesman of the big businessmen.

Oil companies, bankers, car tycoons, and the president are basically these people who turn around in turn, just different consortia.

If Wilson enterprise and stark industry join hands, Su Ming will use some insidious tactics to hold a president out is no more difficult than to praise an actress.

"I'm going to be president? I don't even know how many ex girlfriends I have. " Howard immediately refused, he did not have this idea: "can you imagine if I became president, overseas visit, all the former girlfriend to the airport to pick up the airport would be what scene?"

"I thought you were worried about illegitimate children."

"Am I so stupid? I won't let a woman with ulterior motives get pregnant. It involves inheritance rights and a lot of other things. " Howard shook his head. He knew it.

Why are you always so far away from the topic? Talent? " Su Ming did not want to gossip, he simply asked Howard what happened.

"Well, are you... Sure your car is safe?"

Howard made a beginning, and immediately began to look around suspiciously, like a thief.

"Forget it, I'll go back." Su Ming turns on the turn signal.

"No, I said, that... Do you know the mutants?" Howard's voice grew smaller and smaller, and at the end it was almost inaudible.

"Oh? Why do you ask that? " Su Ming asked calmly.

"I've heard a little bit of a rumor... It's just that Dr. Xavier's son is a suspected mutant of little Charles, and now someone is going to take him to do the experiment."

“SSR？ Is roaring commando in charge? "

"Walter? No, it's not SSR. Dr. Xavier sacrificed for SSR anyway. If he moves his son just after he dies, it will disappoint everyone and cause people to lose heart. This is not a good business. I'm talking about other forces. " Howard shook his head like a rattle and scratched his chin.

"Zora told you."

"Well... Well, he's really a genius, he's very good at energy and biology, and he's Swiss. He has some channels of his own. He told me the news. "

"Well, I guess it's a skeleton that spits out a clump of octopus tentacles. Howard, you're playing with fire. It's not good to be associated with those lunatics in sensitive times."

"Hydra is finished. Maybe some former Hydra agent is now a private detective or a street informant? As you said, the war is over. "

Howard touched his moustache, raised his chin and rubbed his fingers.

Su Ming took a deep breath. He really wanted to pry open Howard's skull with a big sword to see if there were women's buttocks and Naizi inside.

"The impoverished Hydra agent went to work as a private detective, started a new life in this chaotic place in the United States, and then crossed dozens of insurance lines to send the news to Zora? ... cut off one head and grow two heads. They don't mean to play. Only if there are people on earth, the Hydra won't be finished. "

Su Ming can do business with Hydra, and Howard can, of course, but this relationship can not be exposed, which is not allowed in the current society.

Dr. Zola is under house arrest in SSR. Even when he goes to the toilet, he is watched. How can he get the news from the outside world and tell Howard the news is the real big problem.

"Hey, listen to me. I know everything you say, but what good will Zora do to him by telling me the news?" Howard drew closer and looked at Su Ming sincerely: "he has to test his stool every day to prevent him from committing suicide with chronic poison. What about him? I just want to do something good to protect the family of another scientist colleague, and I think he did it right

"Howard." Su Ming turned his head and looked at him sincerely."Well?" Howard blinked.

"You're going to die of playing like this, even I can't save you!" Said he, spitting bitterly at him.

"Bah, bah, bah, you are older than me, old man. If you have time to worry about me, you might as well choose the wood for the coffin as soon as possible." Howard took out his handkerchief and rubbed it on his face. He didn't know it was just a smooth wipe.

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