Caesar French is the president of the Manhattan Battle International Repair Fund, where he is responsible for the use of $2 trillion in disaster relief funds for 219 countries.

Simply put, it's about spending money.

His first redevelopment plan was to target Hell's Kitchen in Manhattan, a real estate businessman who had been eyeing Hell's Kitchen for a long time before he became president of the foundation.

It's just that this place has been mixed and difficult to deal with, so it has not been developed.

Now is a godsend!

Frankie has already planned it.

He said hello to several brother real estate companies, and as soon as he submitted the demolition papers, he would work together to win the land and bid first.

With Manhattan, the world economic center with every inch of land, he will definitely make a lot of money with this money!

As for the displaced people?

Hehe.

The ¥20,000 must have been spent on these victims - ¥2 trillion is tempting, but the open and transparent bill of 100 yen on the Internet makes him dare not start.

But it is up to him to decide when, how and how to spend the money and the added value it brings to himself.

In a word, even if he is not greedy for this money, he will use this money to squeeze as many benefits as possible.

It's just that.

Just as his plan was about to be executed, an annoying guy arrived—Pepper Potts, the current CEO of Stark Industries—who was also the vice president of the Manhattan Postwar Restoration Fund.

This time, Potts came to seek cooperation.

She said that there is a way to directly repair Manhattan and make the whole of Manhattan new, but the cost is very high, and the existing 350 billion background of their fund is not enough to pay, and it needs to add 2 trillion dollars from Frankie's side.

"I promise, this will definitely restore Manhattan to its pre-war appearance! Including those who have died! Pepper vowed that "if it doesn't meet expectations, he says we can sign a formal contract, which is the contract template." ”

Taking the thick stack of contracts handed over by Pepper, Frankie seemed to be looking through them carefully, but he was actually thinking about how to refuse the cooperation.

It stands to reason.

If we can restore the current Manhattan to the way it was in front of the station and resurrect those who have died, this is not too much.

But!

Are you kidding?

You've restored Manhattan to its original state in one fell swoop, so what added value does he make? What about his plan to buy Hell's Kitchen to create a high-end community? What about the alliance that he pulled up with his chest beaten?

What the? Can resurrect those who died in battle? Can Manhattan be put back up and running in no time?

Not to mention that this is impossible.

What benefit does the resurrection of those civilians and warriors have for him Franky?

He climbed to this position with great effort, not really to contribute to Manhattan, but to use it for the greater good.

Manhattan will naturally be repaired, but it is definitely not such a clean restoration, and it will take a few years to let the $2 trillion in his hand shine and make as much money as possible for him.

Yes.

While pretending to look at the documents carefully, Frankie also thought of the corresponding wording.

"Ms. Potts, I appreciate the good news you have brought." Frankie said with a straight face: "But I have to refuse you and turn back time in a city?" Oh, my God! This is simply incredible, you must have been deceived by someone like that, it is impossible for people to have this kind of power! ”

Frankie's words are very reasonable.

Where do ordinary people have the ability to turn back time in an entire city? Or is it going back close to a month and a half?

It can't be, no matter how powerful that person is.

Pepper naturally expected Franky's questioning, but it was a title in his mouth that made her face a little unhappy.

"President French, I have to remind you that mutants are ambiguous words, and now we call them new humans." Pepper tries to correct Frankie's slip of the tongue.

Frankie just smiled and nodded, neither denying nor affirming.

I didn't take Pepper's words seriously at all.

Pepper's whole face suddenly tensed, combined with the information she had gathered before she came, she had expected that today's first goal would not go smoothly - but she still wanted to try.

The result is that the guy in front of her is really not worth her too much trouble.

Pepper coldly stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back the papers, I should listen to Tony, you really don't deserve my time." ”

Frankie subconsciously returned the document to Pepper, thinking about the meaning of Pepper's words...... Tony stark? Not worth her time? What do you mean?

He wanted to be called Pepper, and he had a hunch that if he let the woman go, he might be in for a big disaster.

But Pepper didn't bother with Frankie's meaning.

She put the papers in her handbag and left the reception room without looking back, and even though Frankie tried to catch up and ask for clarification, she was stopped by the tall and fat Harpy.

Just when Frankie was nervous, a phone call came, from the Mexican representative of the Security Council and the key assistant to him in his current position.

"Hey, Mr. Nava, do you have any good news for me?" Frankie greeted cautiously.

The other side was silent for a few seconds before responding.

"Frankie, your position as president has been removed, and leaving the United States as soon as possible before they even plan to settle accounts with you is the last reward you have paid." After Leng Leng finished speaking, the opposite side hung up the communication.

Frankie was stunned.

No?

Before, I was a good eater, a good drink, a fun, and a good woman to serve you, and the money was also very good.

Now how can you say that turning your face is turning your face?

Frankie called back unconvinced, but the other side was not connected at all, and hung up directly.

Frankie edited a text message and sent it over, without the respect he had just had.

Take his benefits and still can't think of it?

Don't think he's some kind of good money boy, when he bribed the other party, he also quietly left evidence, it's a big deal to secretly poke it out and shoot it apart!

Sure enough.

Under the threat of black material, Congressman Nava replied.

It was just a short line of information, but it made Frankie's face pale, and he squatted on the ground with his knees weak, and kept muttering: "I should have guessed, I should have guessed." ”

With a touch of his wrist, the mobile phone in his hand also fell to the ground.

screen.

Congressman Nava's reply was impressive: "You should promise her, she is saving you, the leader of this Manhattan restoration is Victor Chen, and no one can stop his plan, including me." ”