Cute Baby Superman in Marvel

"James Wayne, Stark Foundation manager, Ben, have you heard of this person?" After taking the business card in Allen's hand, May couldn't help but muttered looking at the business card in his hand, as if Thinking about whether he had any impression of him, and after confirming that he hadn't, he turned around and asked Ben.

"I haven't heard of it, but it shouldn't be a problem. After all, he is the organizer, and he is also a member of the Stark Group. You worry too much, Mei." They are not in the same industry. Even less, but it doesn't matter much. After all, with Alan and his principal taking the lead, there shouldn't be any problems.

"Alan, what do you think? Do you want to sell it?" After all, is this the result of Alan's labor or should he follow his own opinion, Mei turned to look at Alan and asked.

"Well, you can sell it. Anyway, this patent is not very profitable for us. If we want to play its role, we have to spend money to invest. It's better to cash it out, which is convenient and quick." Hearing Mei's mother If so, Allen thought for a while and said, after all, based on the current situation of their family, there are really few suitable for business. Dad is a maker in a mechanical watch shop in New York and lives by craftsmanship, while Mom Mei is Not to mention the shopping guides in luxury stores, let alone Sister Skye. Apart from her achievements in the field of hacking, her IQ is just a question. It is better to exchange it for money.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but when do you plan to find him?" After hearing what Allen said, Mei's mother thought about it. Professional things are only valuable in the hands of professional people. Mama Mei also understood the truth, so she nodded in response.

"Why don't you see when you and my father have time to go there on my behalf? It's useless if I'm not yet an adult, and you two are my guardians. It's right to sign for me when the time comes. "Alan sat on the small bench and said cutely. He has not yet reached the time to spend money. The three major romances of men, cars, houses, and beauties, he can't use them now, and they are useless. To him, money is really just a number.

Boom boom boom!

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" At this moment, there was a knock and shouting outside the door.

"I'll drive." Before Mei got up, Peter beside him jumped off the table excitedly and ran towards the door.

"Hello, is this Alan Parker's house?" A messenger outside the door read the name of the letter in his hand.

"Ah, yes, are you here to deliver a scholarship from the Stark Foundation?" After hearing what the messenger said, Peter knew that what he thought in his heart was that the walking check had arrived, so he asked immediately.

"Well, yes, please come and sign for it." The courier said politely to Peter.

"Let me do it! Thank you." After seeing Peter's performance, Mei smiled helplessly, then got up and took the letter from the messenger, signed her name, and thanked the messenger.

In the expectant eyes of the family, Mei opened the $30,000 scholarship that belonged to Allen, and everyone couldn't help laughing happily.

So that night, at the suggestion of the whole family, the whole family collectively abandoned the pasta and steak that my dad had already prepared, and came to a Mexican restaurant called Pampano in midtown Manhattan. I don’t know if it’s because of the location or the true taste. That's good, there is an endless stream of people coming here, even if they want to eat, Alan and the others abruptly sent a team for nearly an hour.

"Wow, Mama Mei, it's so grand here." When he was with Alan and the others, Peter was especially talkative, and the whole road was like a wind-up toy that had been twisted to the extreme, bouncing around and excited, After sitting on the seat under the guidance of the waiter, I couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Why, Peter! Be polite, there are others at dinner,

Don't bother others because of yourself, okay? "Ben's father said to Peter seriously. When he was outside, Ben's father was like a strict father. He was very strict with Alan and the others, such as eating. But speaking loudly is also strictly prohibited by my father many times. This is not only a matter of politeness, but also reflects the upbringing of a person or family.

"Okay, Ben, I believe that Peter didn't mean it, and we are here to celebrate after all, the most important thing is to be happy, don't be so serious, and you, Peter, although your father's words are a bit harsh, but you Be careful, too." At this time, Mei came out to smooth things over and said to the two of them respectively.

"Yeah, Dad, Peter didn't do it on purpose, so don't be so strict, let's have a small dessert." Skye, who was sitting on the side, picked a small dessert and brought it to Ben.

"Hello, gentlemen, what do you need?" At this time, a waiter came over and said politely to Allen and the others.

"Well, a smoked salmon salad with a glass of herb sauce, how about you?" Mei asked the rest of the group after looking at the menu.

"I'd like mango and shrimp salad and a fruit cup."

"Athens salad with a fruit cup."

"I'll have beef tongue salad with herb dressing."

"Just give me a salad with smoked salmon, thank you." After several people happily ordered, Ben handed the menu to the waiter and thanked him politely.

After a while, the food for several people was ready.

"Come on, let's make a toast to our little genius Allen here first." After the meal was served, Mei Gao said happily to several people holding up herb juice. It is definitely the happiest thing to treat guests to dinner with the first pot of gold that comes.

"Raise a glass to Ellen!"

"For Alan!" The family clinked glasses together and everyone said happily.

"Welcome, Mr. Fisk, we have prepared an exclusive private room for you." At this moment, there was a lot of noise at the door, Allen and the others looked over and saw a man in a suit who looked like a manager , was waiting respectfully aside, and said to a fat man with a build like a brown bear who was still happily greeting some passers-by with a friendly face at the main entrance.

In fact, if he is said to be fat, he is definitely wronged. After hearing the name of the manager at the door, Alan immediately understood that Wilson Fisk definitely weighed more than 400 pounds, and his whole body was covered in condensate. With solid muscles, he can easily deal with multiple professional boxers or desperadoes with his bare hands.