The Giants of Light in the Marvel Universe

"Why should I have dinner with Fisk?" Richard frowned, "Find a reason to reject it, just say that I'm busy and have very important things to do."

"Mr. Fisk just sponsored a large sum of money to our newspaper." Stephanie reminded, "A very large sum of money."

Richard sat up straight.

"Tell me the time and place of dinner, and tell Mr. Fisk that I will be there on time."

Chapter 19 The Boss

Wilson Fisk was a fat man - such a simple word may not accurately and vividly describe the exaggerated image.

He has a huge skeleton that is different from ordinary people, a face full of flesh, and his clothes and pants have to be customized by a store because there is no size that he can wear in any store.He could take the place of two—or maybe three—at the table alone.

The most amazing thing is that such a body shape does not give people the intuitive impression of "fat". Instead, it makes people think that he is very strong, like a mountain piled up with rocks.

It's easy to imagine that when such a big man gets angry, the person facing him is like facing a volcano that erupts all the lava from your whole body on top of your head.But what is surprising is that Fisk in his normal state looks quite kind.

At least that was the impression Richard made of Wilson Fisk when he first met him.Fisk was smiling all the time, and his expression looked relaxed but not rigid.He looks politely without being uncomfortable when someone speaks, and he never interrupts someone before they've finished speaking.

Even though he knew in his heart that this guy was actually a criminal leader, Richard still had to admit that having dinner with this guy was a very easy thing.He found that the guy's climb to such a position didn't seem to be without reason.

"You weren't from New York before?" Fisk asked, cutting off a small piece of steak with a silver knife.

Richard found that this guy's table manners are actually quite good. He was still imagining whether Fisk would hold a whole piece of half-ripe steak and eat it directly.

"No." Richard shook his head.

"I'm a native New Yorker." Fisk said to himself while eating a steak, "I've seen everything about this city. It's good and bad. To be honest, after this year There may be more of them.”

Richard didn't speak, and waited quietly for him to speak.

"People from outside mostly only see the bright side of the city. Its skyscrapers, its bustling streets, all its beautiful sides. But many people don't see its dark side and what it really looks like."

Fisk put down the knife and fork, and looked out the window of the restaurant.Outside the window is a pitch-black river, quiet and calm, yet so deep that it doesn't know its roots, it seems that any secret can be swallowed by it.

"I saw the changes in this city with my own eyes." Fisk said, clenching his fists subconsciously, pinching the silver tableware, "I watched it degenerate and decay, and I watched sin grow on it like germs. I see good people struggling in this city while bad people live freely and hold high positions.

The city is sick, very sick.Many people living in it are aware of this problem, but everyone has chosen to remain silent, to make concessions and compromise.Evil grows rampant and lawless with ever greater tolerance"

Richard looked at Fisk's impassioned speech here, and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.Fisk's appearance made him think of those loyal officials in ancient poems who wanted to serve the country loyally, but suffered from the rampage of corrupt officials and villains.

It's just that you shouldn't be in the lineup of corrupt officials and villains, right?Was it the wrong role?

Listening to Fisk talking passionately about rampant crime here, it feels like Qin Hui's inscription "Manjianghong", and the style of painting is awkward.

Fisk continued: "I used to be like everyone else, indifferent to all this. To some extent, this also made me a part of the accomplice, contributing to the crime. This made me very regretful and very angry. It's as if crime is rampant these days and I'm responsible for it."

Richard sneered.

Install, and then install.Say it like you're not actually responsible.

"So I've decided it can't go on like this. It's our job to save this city, Mr. Lee. You and me, and all those capable people like us."

"I think you're right," said Richard.

"That's why we need to make changes. In fact, you can do more than me in this regard." Fisk said, "You see, after all, I'm just a businessman, and all I can do is You, you can do a lot more than I can. All I can do is put some money into a school, a hospital or a library. You are different, you can make people think, Dominate people's thinking so they can make the right decisions.

That's why I found you, Mr. Li.Regarding New York, I have a series of plans and ambitions, you can also say.I will devote half my life to doing everything I can to make this city a better place.But I can't do it alone, I need other people's support. "

Richard understood.

Fisk has said so much and made such a big detour. In fact, to put it bluntly, he hopes that the Planetary Daily will give him some good words in the future and say something good about him.After all, the reputation and influence of the Daily Planet are increasing day by day, and Fisk must have taken a fancy to this.

Richard raised his glass and smiled at him: "Of course. If my small newspaper office can also contribute to Mr. Fisk's great plan to build New York, we are naturally bound to do so."

After all, for the sake of spending so much money, it is natural to say a few good words, at least until Fisk is caught by them.

Richard said that if one day his own reporter accidentally discovered Jin Bing's murder evidence or something, then he would not be to blame.

But for tonight, the two chatted quite speculatively.When Fisk mentioned the crime and darkness of New York, he hated it so much that Richard, who was fooled for a while, almost believed it.When he mentioned his deep feelings for New York and his determination to reform, he didn't seem to be artificial, as if he was really thinking about the future of the city from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe Fisk really loves the city in his twisted way.

However, Richard felt that the main reason why he could sit down and chat with him so happily was because the fat man bleeds for the newspaper.

Richard had always wanted to put a golden model of the globe on the roof of the newspaper, and it had to be one that could spin itself—like the newspaper that Superman worked for.

That's called Planet Daily, it can be called a landmark of the metropolis, how handsome!

I had no money to get it before, but now it's fine, the most troublesome part of the problem has been solved.

Richard was having a good chat with Fisk, when a group of guys who seemed to be hostile came in at this moment, regardless of the dissuasion of the waiter in the restaurant.The leading man was dressed in black and had a big beard. He walked straight through the restaurant and sat down at their table.

The other men surrounded him without saying a word, all of them had Hei Chao on their faces, their expressions were terrified, and it seemed that "Who is doing to the boss" was written all over their faces.

"Are you Richard Lee?" the bearded man asked arrogantly.

"We know each other?"

"You can call me 'Viper'."

Richard suddenly said: "Oh, those stupid bosses are you, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Chapter 20 People who do it will die

As soon as Richard's words came out, Viper was not calm at that time.

what do you mean by that?