The Death Knell

"The moon is really full today, isn't it, Gin?"

Su Ming held the wine glass and turned her head to talk to Gin. She was leaning against the window with a bottle of wine in her hand.

"Yeah, it's almost Christmas again." She took a few sips and wiped her mouth with her backhand.

"There are still a lot of things to do, and I don't know if I can finish them before the New Year." Su Ming clinked glasses with her and said silently.

In the previous life, Su Ming himself didn't celebrate Christmas. He didn't believe in this religion and didn't plan to have sex. So what kind of Christmas was he celebrating?

But now that companies want to do business, they cannot miss the shopping spree before Christmas.

Parents need to prepare gifts for their children, and family members will give gifts to each other, such as food, toys, and things to use. Gift-giving is the most expensive.

Some small companies only do business once a year and eat for a whole year. You can imagine how huge the profits are.

As the leading department store in New York, how could Wilson Enterprises miss such a good opportunity? Money does not make people happy, only emotions such as family, friendship, and love can make people happy.

So during festivals, Su Ming is happy to accept useless money and give people a chance to express their feelings.

Don't ask, just ask, it's a fire sale, the kind of fire sale that Wilson Enterprises lost heavily on.

If anyone could come to Wilson Enterprises during the Christmas period, they would see the boss and other senior executives with sad smiles on their faces.

"I've looked over at the factory. All kinds of inventory are sufficient, enough to cope with the new changes." Gin became more serious, and she touched the blush on her face: "This is what we have built nationwide... ....Chain supermarkets? There are still some shortcomings in distribution and stocking.”

Su Ming stood up and stood side by side with her, and the two of them looked at the sea quietly: "Sure enough, the logistics capacity still cannot keep up. It seems that we need to invest again to expand the scale and develop the 'Midnight Express' again."

“Is the chain model really that popular in the future?”

Gin has been busy with these things recently. Not only is it a supermarket chain, but the boss also wants to run a fast food chain, a Chinese food chain, a drug store chain...

"Unified distribution, unified training, unified standards, and streamlined all steps are always ways to simplify problems and reduce costs. As a grassroots intelligence station, chain stores are very inconspicuous."

Su Ming handed her a cigarette, and she took it and lit it as before. She was probably the only Valkyrie who smoked in all the parallel universes.

"Sure enough, Earth is better. Can you believe that Asgard doesn't have a school yet?"

School is a place where talents are trained in an assembly line manner. The people trained in this way may not necessarily be excellent, but they are useful enough. A place like Asgard should actually build a military academy.

It's a pity that Asgard is still the same as in the Middle Ages, relying entirely on parental teaching. Everything from hunting to killing is taught by relatives. Su Ming believes that their ability to maintain millions of well-trained troops relies entirely on talent.

After listening to Ginjiu's words, Su Ming sighed.

"When it comes to school, I really still have to go to Karma Taj. It's not okay to keep hiding my face since I took over. Monaco has also urged me several times."

Gin smiled. Her appearance when smoking was much more elegant than when she was drinking. She put her slender fingers on her smooth chin and gently sucked on the paper roll.

"Boss, your attempt to make the Magic Prince take the blame has been seen through."

"Well, I've seen through it..." Su Ming also nodded and replied nonchalantly: "By the way, let's inform Hamill tomorrow and ask him to do a magic talent test on Magneto's daughter."

"Little Anya? Shouldn't she be a mutant?"

"Mutants will also have magical talents. In the future, she will have a half-sister with a very good magical talent. Now I need to determine whether this talent comes from Magneto or from their different mothers. "

Su Ming was talking about the Scarlet Witch. In addition to the chaos magic given by Sithorne, she also knows many other black and white magics. This is her talent.

"Okay, I remember. What are you going to do with her next? Your plan is to hide her for a long time." Gin touched the rim of the wine glass with his fingers holding a cigarette.

"If you have talent, send it to Karma Taj. If you don't have talent, send her to Tadashi Academy. Anyway, the current Magneto thinks she is dead."

"That's it, I have to settle my sisters."

.............................

Plans always change quickly, and early the next morning, Su Ming received a call from Howard for the first time in a long time.

"What's the matter? We can't play mahjong today."

There was no need to be polite with Howard, he went straight to the topic when he opened his mouth. Howard also had no intention of making pleasantries, he directly stated his thoughts.

"I want to ask you to attend a funeral."

"Wait, it's not a wedding? Is this some special name for the love grave?" Su Ming picked his ears and said jokingly.

"The person who was buried with me hasn't shown up yet." Howard said angrily, and the phone receiver was buzzing: "Do you remember Dr. Xavier I told you?"

Su Ming's heart moved. He probably understood what was going on, but he still pretended to ask in the same tone: "Remember, the one who invented the foam fire extinguishing device used the sky-high patent fee you gave me to buy a large estate. , by the way, I recently registered a patent for cat litter fire extinguishing, are you interested in buying it?"

A bellows-like voice came from the other end of the phone: "You know that's not the case...will you come anyway?"

"It's strange. You are acting strange today, Howard. You are hiding something from me." Su Ming sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the fluff on the carpet.

“Dr.

Howard said in a nonchalant manner, but it seemed too obvious to lie.

"It's enough for you scientists to attend. It doesn't seem necessary for me as a businessman. This is my first time being invited to attend a stranger's funeral. I have never heard of such a custom."

"No, you must come, something really happened." Howard started to stalk him.

"Bye-Bye."

"Don't, don't hang up. I bought the cat litter fire extinguishing technology." Howard immediately stopped him from hanging up, and even made a lot of noise.

How dare Howard be willing to bleed? This is even stranger...

"There's something wrong with you, there's really something wrong." Su Ming tapped the receiver, and at this moment Ginjiu came in, and she brought clean clothes.

"It's not convenient to say it on the phone. Come pick me up at Stark Company and we'll talk in person." Before Su Ming could say anything, Howard hung up the phone, as if he was afraid that Su Ming wouldn't sell him the fire-extinguishing patent.

But how could Su Ming have such a patent? He was just teasing Howard.

He put down the phone and walked to the bathroom: "I'm not going to Kama Taj today. Howard has something to do with me. You call the governor and find someone to help me register a patent for cat litter fire extinguishing."

Gin watched the bathroom door close, the sound of water running inside, and she sighed helplessly.