American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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"Okay, I understand, no need to explain."

Clark shook his head thoughtfully and enthusiastically, then paused and added, "Did you see it? Or did you see it?"

Louise “…”.

When it comes to business, what else can he do besides think about his father's annoying temper?

As Xu Fu said, the only thing his father hated in his life was aliens. What if he found out he had an alien boyfriend...?

Sam Lane, feeling dizzy from working together, was surprised to see his daughter. The next second, he cast a suspicious, scrutinizing, and distrustful look at Clark standing to the side.

"Who are you? What's your name? Where do you work?"

The soldiers, being outspoken, sensed a possible connection between their daughters and the strange young man, and promptly delivered a fatal blow.

Clark quickly extended his right hand.

“Hi, Ryan... Uncle, I’m Clark, Clark Kent, and I work for the Daily Planet.”

Sam Lane didn't let go of his hand, but instead looked him up and down carefully, as if examining a work of art that had never satisfied him.

Are you a reporter?

"Yes"

Clark produced his press pass: "I am a registered reporter for the Daily Planet."

Sam Lane looked at his daughter, Louisa, who was nodding like a chick pecking at its head, her face full of pleading. Seeing his daughter like this, the old man could only extinguish the fire in his heart and say calmly.

"what are you doing here?"

"Planet Daily and Tesla..."

Before Clark could finish his story, Louise interrupted him unhurriedly: "We're interviewing Xu Fu-Xiao and want to get firsthand information. Dad, could you do us a favor and give us some inside information?"

Sam Lane gave Clark a disapproving look, annoyed by his "stupidity," but it was his daughter's choice, and he couldn't say anything.

"Why do you need inside information? You're the Daily Planet, not a military channel."

"So this is actually about the military."

Louise's eyes lit up, like a shark smelling blood. Sam Lane realized he'd misspoke, turned away sullenly, and, as if Louise would let him off the hook, quickly continued...

"Is the new product launched by Xu Fu-Xiao in cooperation with Tesla a weapon system? What type of weapon? Alien technology? Dad, tell me."

Sam Lane waved his hand irritably: "Don't ask me that kind of thing. Go find that Asian bastard and have him give you..." He suddenly stopped, his expression extremely serious.

"You two must stay away from Xu Fu and Xiao Yuan; don't have any contact with him. He's extremely dangerous."

"But he has agreed to give us an interview opportunity."

Louise shrugged: "I think he's cute."

"Damn it, that kid's a bastard, a devil!"

Just then, a commotion arose in the distance. Amidst the surprised shouts of the people, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up at the entrance. The door opened, and a well-dressed man in a black suit, with meticulously combed hair, resembling a dignified nobleman from the United States, entered the scene.

"Bruce!!!!"

"Look, I'm the owner of the Bruce Wayne Group."

"Oh my god, he really came to the market!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd. The women wanted to rush forward, while the men secretly watched, filled with envy and jealousy.

Bruce Wayne

He is the chairman of Wayne Enterprises, the sole heir of the Wayne family, and one of the most famous figures in Gotham City. His wealth has long been rumored to exceed one hundred billion, and many people believe he is the richest person in the world today.

Reporters didn't hesitate to leave the surrounding socialites and, under the flash of lights and 360-degree cameras, gathered around Bruce Wayne like swallows returning to their nests.

In an instant, he became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Would Gotham City's notorious womanizer attend these parties?"

Louise muttered to herself, looking somewhat puzzled. Sam Lane frowned nervously, a sense of unease creeping into his heart as he recalled the strength of Wayne Enterprises: the Department of Defense desperately needed Tesla's products, and he didn't want to be distracted at the last minute.

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As for Clark, he remained calm throughout. As a robust five-year-old, he was no longer a fighting enthusiast.

At the main entrance, Xu Fu led the way in welcoming Philip and his entourage.

"Hello, Mr. Wayne, it's a pleasure to have you make an appointment."

Bruce extended a strong hand and shook it at Xu Fu.

"I have long admired your name and have always wanted to meet you, Mr. Xiao. If you have the time, I hope we can talk privately."

"Of course! This way!"

Xu Fu bypassed the gods and had his staff accompany Bruce and his companions to the VIP lounge.

At this moment, the crowd erupted again: the reporters seemed to have discovered a new continent, rushing to the roadside and occasionally turning back to take pictures of the Lincoln cars approaching from afar.

 …

The Lincoln limousine was parked in front of the door, its body reflecting a blurry light. Judging from its matte finish, it must have been bulletproofed. The rear door opened, and amidst a cacophony of screams, pop star Britney Skohl stepped out.

She looked radiant in her blue dress, exuding amazing charm.

"Britney Britney!"

"Britney, I love you, ahhhhhh!"

A cheer of approval erupted from the crowd; clearly, her fans had gathered there.

Britney smiled and greeted the gathered people, then raised her right hand. A fit young man in his thirties took her wrist. His bald head was very eye-catching, immediately reminding everyone present of his name.

Lex Rudd

Chairman of the Luther Group, a tough yet amiable boss!

"That bouncy Lincoln, yes, is it really him? Lex Luthor!"

"Breaking news! Huge news!"

"Lex Luthor and the pretty country sweetheart really hit it off. How long have they been dating? Will they get married?"

The gossip reporters were ecstatic, shuttling between Lex Luthor, Bruce Wayne, and Xu Fu-Xiao.

"A historic encounter: a teenage boy from Gotham City, a genius boss from Metropolis, and a future internet star, truly meet unexpectedly under these circumstances."

"What kind of sparks will they create?" Yi asked.

Chapter 1139 The exhibition begins!

Behind the steering wheel of the luxury car sat a handsome man, Lex Rudd, who seemed to be a winner in life. However, he did not show the slightest joy. His bald head shone like a bright light bulb, and no one present dared to show any mockery, because the aura emanating from this man was too powerful.

He was like a lion on the African savanna, walking as if he were surveying his territory. I don't know if he was just naturally averse to smiling or if he was just too boring. Only when he approached Xu Fu did he show a little politeness, which was: "Xu Fu, what are you doing?"

“I’m very interested in the exhibition, but I don’t have an invitation. Could you let me in?”

"Of course!"

Xu Fu nodded obediently. Since so many cameras were clicking away, could he say no?

Lex Luther turned his attention to Bruce Wayne: "Wayne Group's aviation division is very attractive to me, and we '673' should have the opportunity to cooperate."

Bruce nodded slightly: "You can call Blair to talk about work."

Bruce Wayne is a lavish spender by day and Batman by night, a city hero fighting crime in Gotham City; while Lex Luthor is a notorious workaholic who, after the death of his parents, transformed Luthor Corporation into a world-class company in just a few years.

These two people have very different personalities.

After exchanging a few polite words, the three parted ways, and the historic meeting came to an end. The reporter standing nearby practically wore his disappointment on his face. What a joke! They were all young people. Even if they didn't spit at each other like in a boxing match, there would still be some explosive news. The calmer you guys were, the bigger the story we could make up.

The arrival of Lex Luthor and Bruce Wayne did not affect Xu Fu's plans. He simply raised the security level of the venue from Level 1 to Level 5 and sent a text message to Wang Hu, who was in the Hongmen, instructing him to set up an ambush in a building near the venue and be ready to deal with any emergencies.

The surprise didn't end there. Less than a minute later, a group of soldiers in military uniforms appeared at the entrance, greeted Xu Fu, and walked straight into the hall.

Looking at the diverse group of people in the conference room, Philip felt somewhat uneasy.

"I feel like something's not right."

While greeting the guests, Xu Fu casually asked, "What's wrong?"

Philip looked around at everyone, suppressing his nervousness, and said in a low voice, "Don't you think the people here today are too mixed? Many of them don't have invitations. There are soldiers, businessmen, politicians, and those three over there. The leader is called Baylor Cuomo. I've met him once. He's the director of the FBI's Special Affairs Division. Besides the FBI, there's also the intelligence agency involved."

"Xu Fu, tell me, why did they all come to the meeting together? After all, you brought them."

Xu Fu shook his head: "To be precise, it was fear that brought them here."

"What do you mean?"

"The recent series of terrorist incidents has made these fools realize how weak they are. They yearn to become strong, strong enough to deal with any trouble, which is why they are here."

Philip said worriedly, "Aren't you worried? So many forces are watching you. Once someone starts making a move, others will definitely come after you."

Xu Fu raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, Arthur. Since I've made up my mind to do it, I've naturally made all the necessary preparations. The butcher's knife is already sharpened. I'm just waiting for the rooster to come to my door so I can kill the chicken to scare the monkey."

Arthur: "..."

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As the number of people increased, the atmosphere in the venue began to become strange. People from various factions were divided into small groups with clear divisions of labor, sizing each other up and testing each other. The crowd in the venue was like fish in water. Due to the extreme beauty of the alluring male soul, Qu Youran also quietly fell silent and huddled together with Wang Kun at an inconspicuous angle.