The Richest Man in the DC World

After the dance ended, Luke left contentedly.

Ivan stood there blankly, reached out and touched his lips, and all of a sudden understood.

I seem to have been taken advantage of by that guy...

"Damn Luke Xiao, he actually used words to confuse me!"

Ivan cursed angrily, then laughed out loud.

That guy was quite interesting.

...

The girl's kiss was unforgettable. In his pride, Luke hummed a little tune and returned to the hall, just in time to meet Charlie and Robert.

"Where's Emily, why don't you see her."

Charlie looked at his boss with extremely complicated eyes, as if the poor diaosi despised the rich and handsome, highlighting the envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Speak! Where is Emily?"

Robert replied, "Go home."

"go home?"

A hundred question marks popped out of Luke's forehead, "Who allowed her to go home!"

Charlie curled his lips, half mocking and half helpless, "When you went downstairs just now, you were hugging and kissing the guy in the white dress, she saw it, then left, and this..." Take it from his pocket Amethyst pendants, half-crescent earrings,

"She asked me to give it to you."

Luke: "..."

How can there be a sense of being caught and raped? Fortunately, he is thick-skinned, and he can deal with it with a cough.

"Let's go, how's the meeting going?"

"Miss Emily did a great job, successfully deterring the major banks, and getting into a relationship with Wendy Brown from Queen's Company. Mrs. Brown admired her and invited Miss Amy to dinner."

"yes?"

Luke was a little surprised. The girl was chosen on a whim and had no other idea. As for this meeting, to be honest, it didn't matter at all, whether it was successful or not.

"Since the first phase of the plan is successful, the financing plan should also be put on the agenda, Robert, it's up to you."

"I will not let you down."

Luke patted his shoulder and laughed,

"Don't be so serious, work is work, life is life, have fun tonight, all expenses are charged to my account."

Robert declined, "No need, boss, the plan has not been completed yet, I have to go back and revise it."

"Okay then, see you tomorrow."

Luke didn't reluctantly, and watched him leave the hall. He didn't turn his head until the tall and thin body disappeared into the crowd. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his pale green eyes.

Charlie asked curiously, "What are you thinking?"

Luke asked for a glass of red wine and said, "How is Robert doing in the company?"

"Great!"

"Where is it?"

"Work hard, people are diligent, never complain, just a few days ago, the finance department took care of it in an orderly manner."

"only these?"

Charlie said blankly, "Aren't these enough?"

Luke pinched his eyebrows and wanted to kick this stupid pig back to Seaside City. I really don't know what the teachers at USC are doing to make him graduate. Could it be that the old man put money into the principal's office? Bar?

When the financing is over, be sure to find a smart and beautiful assistant, preferably one who can go to the hall, go to the kitchen, write code, and beat hooligans, like Natasha Romanoff.

As for this stuff, go drive!

"Has he made any friends in the company?" Luke asked again.

Charlie recalled, shook his head,

"Robert doesn't talk much. He goes home after get off work every day. He never heard of attending a colleague's party. By the way, why are you asking these questions? You shouldn't doubt him!"

Luke didn't speak and sat on the sofa in a trance. After a while, he called Charlie to his side and whispered, but he didn't know what to say. The latter grimaced.

reluctantly,

"Why let me go! I'm not going."

"Do you want me to go?"

"I don't know him!"

Luke took out a bronze medal engraved with ancient Chinese characters from his arms and threw it, "Seeing this, he will know you naturally."

"But……"

Luke said angrily, "It's not for you to kill and set fire, just to meet someone, why? I don't want to."

"Okay... okay!"

Charlie sighed and left with the bronze medal.

...

At eleven o'clock at night, in a dilapidated building in Queens.

Robert, who smelled of alcohol, was lying on the sofa, staring blankly at the night scene outside the window.

My head was dizzy and uncontrollable, my thoughts also diverged, and many memories that I didn't want to recall all surfaced.

Carmine Falcone!

Thinking of this name, Robert trembled instinctively, clasped his shoulders with both hands, shivering uncontrollably, his eyes widened, resentment and unconcealed fear in the depths of his pupils.

He hated that person, and wished he could be cut into pieces.

The career built up over the years, the promising future, and the beautiful girlfriend are all gone. Just because of a small financial dispute, Robert became the victim of Falcone's prestige.

He was thrown down the sewers like a wild dog, eating moldy food, drinking muddy sewage, and living like a walking dead.

On many occasions, Robert had envisioned a scene where he was covered in dynamite and Falcone died together.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the courage. He is afraid of death, very afraid. In order to live, he would rather become a wild dog.

Cigarettes were smoked one by one, and the smoke filled the room. Robert hid in the smoke, like a viper waiting for an opportunity.

If you want revenge, you must first have money, a lot of money, three million is far from enough, and it’s about the same as ten.

Thirty million dollars is not a small amount!

"How to do it?"

Robert exhaled smoke, his eyes became confused, and a dangerous thought emerged in his mind, which was then thrown aside by him.

Luke Xiao was kind to him, and Robert really didn't want to betray him until he had to.

Just as he was thinking, there was a loud knock on the door behind him.

Robert woke up immediately, picked up the pistol hidden under the sofa, and looked at the door vigilantly,

"Who? Who's knocking on the door?"

"It's me, Warren Austin, your old friend."

Warren?

A figure emerged from my mind, a colleague and friend of Wells Fargo, and then Robert resigned to Gotham to develop his career, and the connection between the two became less.

"How do you know I live here?"

"Do you want to open the door first? You can't let me talk to the iron door!"

"Wait a moment."

Robert pressed his footsteps, moved to the door, looked out through the cat's eyes, and saw no one other than Warren, so he removed the iron bolt and opened the door.

Warren opened his arms and laughed,

"Long time no see, old friend, how are you?"

Robert nodded expressionlessly, glanced outside, and when he saw the man in black in the corner, his face changed suddenly,

"Who is he."

"Don't be nervous, we have no ill will."

Warren smiled and waved his hands, turning his eyes to the sturdy-looking white young man on the right with golden glasses.

"This is Thomas Elliott, the heir to the Elliott family. You should have heard that he wants to discuss a business with you."