"Mr. Wu, do you want to build SAS?" As soon as Mr. Riley finished his introduction, another chubby middle-aged man stood up with excitement. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"yes, I want to build a Second Avenue subway line." Wu Chen smiled and nodded.

"That's... That... That's a lot of money! The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and confirmed again.

"No problem." Wu Chen smiled affirmatively.

The group looked at each other almost subconsciously at the same time, and Mr. Riley hurriedly turned around and retrieved a roll of blueprints wrapped in layers of greaseproof paper from the bookcase. After it was unfolded, it was the design blueprint for the Second Avenue Line that had been revised over and over again.

According to the latest design, the Second Avenue subway line will be divided into four sections: the first section will run from 63rd Street (Lysington Avenue) to 96th Street Station. This section is an extension of the Broadway Express Q line. The second section runs from 96th Street to Harlem/125th Street and is also an extension of the Q line. The third section is from Uptown 72nd Street to Houston Street Station on the Lower East Side, which is the new T line, the Second Avenue subway line. Finally, the fourth segment is an extension of the T-line. From Houston Street Station, head south to Hanover Square in Downtown.

In April 2007, following the third general strike, the Metropolitan Transport Department officially commenced construction and is expected to complete the first section of the works in 2014. However, due to funding issues, there are no government funds for paragraphs 2, 3 and 4, and the New York City Government expects to complete all construction works around 2020.

After listening to Mr. Riley's explanation of the situation on the Second Avenue Line, Wu Chen immediately asked, "What is the situation now?" ”

"It was well below expectations, and even the first phase of the work was not completed. The completion of a metro line in four sections was due to financial considerations. However, with several superhero and alien wars, almost half of New York City was ruined. Therefore, most of the municipal construction funds are used to repair damaged municipal facilities. SAS's construction plans have been put on hold indefinitely. Mr. Riley sighed. He has no expectations for when this ill-fated subway line will be opened to traffic, and whether he will be able to see it in his lifetime.

"I want to build this subway line with full ownership." Wu Chen's words were astonishing.

"Conditions?" Calming down the excited crowd, Mr. Riley asked solemnly.

"Conditions...... Wu Chen leaned over to look at the blueprint that had been revised many times, and used his fingers to follow Second Avenue all the way down to the sea, connecting to Governors Island, crossing the entire Upper New York Bay, and arriving at St. Gee on Staten Island.

"So, you want to extend the Second Avenue subway line across the entire Upper New York Bay to Staten Island?" Mr. Riley and the backbone of the trade union behind him were immediately not calm. A subway line that runs through the whole of New York! Not only is it the longest line, but it also ends Staten Island's history of not having a subway!

"Mr. Wu, what other conditions do you have?" Mr. Riley asked eagerly.

"The operation and management of the subway are all in your hands, but I need some special permissions." Wu Chen said his request: "For example, private trains and corresponding security permissions." ”

"Of course, of course." Mr. Riley nodded repeatedly. Just as the team owner has his own owner's box, this is a privilege guaranteed by law.

"There is another problem, Mr. Wu must be mentally prepared." Mr. Riley added, "New York hasn't had a private subway line since 1940. So, even if you're wholly owned, you may not be able to get ownership of the subway line if you want to get approval from the Metropolitan Transportation Authority. However, I trust that the Metropolitan Transportation Department will enter into a long-term repayment agreement with you. Every year, a considerable part of the profits of this subway line are used as repayment. Until the construction cost of this subway line is paid off, as well as the interest that should be paid. ”

Wu Chen still cares about these? Lao Tzu built this subway to save more people, okay!

"No problem. But the premise is that the subway line must be actually operated by the union. "Wu Chen sold it again. In doing so, they are nothing more than trying to tie the union to their chariot. Let the powerful labor unions and the New York government, represented by the Metropolitan Transportation Authority, work together. Ensure that the construction of this metro line can be carried out as soon as possible.

"Okay, Mr. Wu." Mr. Riley nodded solemnly.

In fact, in the eyes of the trade union, Wu Chen did this out of his own interests. After all, he actually owns Staten Island. A rapid subway line that runs through the whole of Manhattan and is closely connected to Stendon Island is like a major artery, which continuously delivers the blood of civilization to Staten Island.

This is Wu Chen's profit point. By building this subway, he will reap a high return.

The reason why they are willing to pay out of their own pockets to build a subway line is, in the eyes of Mr. Riley and others, the purpose is this. It's like after the subway opens, the real estate along the line will skyrocket. Once this underground railroad is completed and Staten Island is fully integrated into New York City's subway network, land prices will skyrocket throughout Staten Island!

Wu Chen's return is far more than the effort to build a subway!

Therefore, Riley and others agreed that this is a win-win situation.

Of course, this is also in line with their usual expectations of big capitalists. No profit can not afford to be early. The reason why Wu Chen threw a big cake to the trade union was, in the final analysis, to grab greater benefits. However, this sweet cake, the union is powerless to refuse. Because this is the dream of New York subway people for a hundred years!

Given enough profit drive, the union began to exert strong energy.

Even just one night later, the mayor of New York personally called and asked Wu Chen what he really thought. After learning that Wu Chen really wanted to build this subway, the mayor of New York immediately relieved himself. In other words, during his tenure, it will be a great political asset to complete this century-old subway and solve the employment of thousands or even tens of thousands of people!

The next term is just around the corner, wow!

The union is from the bottom up, the mayor is from the top down, and the Metropolitan Transportation Agency, which is sandwiched in the middle, has been attacked up and down, and it is suddenly embarrassing.

has been over and over again, and I haven't been a person inside and outside for a long time, and I slapped my head and realized it. Lao Tzu is mentally retarded! This Nima has clearly been discussed in advance, wow!

All the obstacles are cleared, and everything falls into place......

When the news of the resurrection of the Second Avenue subway line was confirmed by the City Hall, and the final design plan announced to the public, everyone suddenly woke up to Wu Chen's big game of chess!

Of course, that's all for later.

After finishing the negotiation with the trade union, Wu Chen had just rushed back to the white swan when an anonymous phone rang closely. Wu Chen tried to connect, and after a series of coughs, an old voice said weakly: "Are you Wu Chen?" ”

"I am." Wu Chen had already guessed who she was.

"Hello, young man. Natasha asked me to give you a call. ”

"Yes, that's right. Where are you? "Wu Chen really hasn't forgotten the widow's advice.

"Please come to this address." The smartphone quickly marked the location of the 'dance teacher'. Compare the location of the communication terminal to confirm that it is the same address.

"Okay." Wu Chen hung up the phone in a friendly manner.

After thinking about it, I called the widow sister again. It turns out that it is not in the service area. But what the hell is the service area? Accustomed to on-call quantum communication, Wu Chen is becoming more and more unsuitable for these low-tech backward technologies.

The coordinates are located in Queens, New York.

Queens is the largest of the five boroughs in New York. It is known for its diverse population. With the exception of whites, the proportion of Asian, Latino and African-American populations is higher than the national average. Among the Asian population, Indians, Chinese, and Koreans are the majority. Flushing, Elmhurst, where Asian populations are concentrated, and Jamaica, where Latino is concentrated, are the main business districts in the area.

The best part of Queens is Foresthill. The residences are townhouses (townhouses-like), which are desirable places for the middle and upper classes, and are one of the most sought-after residential areas in New York.

Wu Chen's destination is here.

An exquisite three-storey villa.

Waist-length walls and black iron balustrades enclose a beautiful private garden with an elegant fountain. Beautiful natural beauty, but untended for a long time, full of exuberant wildness. Standing at the entrance, which seemed to be frequented by few people, Wu Chen rang the doorbell.

Wait a moment for the black railing gate to pop open. Wu Chen pushed the door in, followed the gravel paved road, and walked onto the porch.

The door of the villa also opens on its own, just like the courtyard gate. Wu Chen sniffed, and there seemed to be a faint smell of rotten wood in the old air. It's like the smell of wood that has been soaked in water for a long time. Wu Chen once went to Xidihong Village in Anhui Province during the rainy season, and those century-old wooden buildings would exude a similar atmosphere.

New York should also be a rainy city.

"The rain in New York is the rain of exiles. It is abundant, continuous, dense, tirelessly pouring down the streets between the towering concrete buildings, which sink into the well of darkness. Duck into a taxi, stop at a red light, go green at a green light, and swing the windshield wiper in front of you at a monotonous pace, sweeping the rain from the windshield to the side, and you'll feel like you've fallen into a trap. You are sure that you will not be able to escape these square cells or pools for hours, wading through one pool after another, and you will not see a hill or a real tree. The white and miserable skyscrapers loom in the gray mist, like huge tombstones for the city of the dead, and the buildings seem to sway slightly. At this hour, the building is empty. Eight million people, the smell of steel and concrete, the madness of the builders, and the loneliness that reaches into the clouds. Even if I hugged all the people in the world, it wouldn't protect me at all. (Camus: The Rain in New York)

Walking into this villa, Wu Chen suddenly had an inexplicable touch. Although he knew that the sun was shining outside and the birds were singing, his mood was as gloomy and dull as the rainy season in New York.

This is the villa of the exiles.

Just like Black Widow's identity.

It is full of bright candy colors from the 50s, and can be seen everywhere in the living room and corridor on the first floor. The beautiful city-themed oil paintings are not from a famous artist, but they are still pleasing to the eye. The hostess of the villa is clearly very artistic. These are probably the works of street painters, but they are all full of emotion and love for the city.

Wu Chen walked up the stairs and looked at each painting very carefully. He didn't even notice that, despite the different styles of the decorative paintings, all of them depicted the urban atmosphere of New York, and there was not a single portrait of a person. Not even the frame in which the photo was hung.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, the light is very dim, and through a slightly open door, Wu Chen can see the warm light released by the old-fashioned fluorescent lamp.

Knocking softly on the wooden door, the voice on the phone came from behind the door.

"Come in."

Wu Chen tried to push the door open, thinking that it would be like the situation when he first saw Mrs. Cobweb. But when the wooden door was pushed to the end, I saw a spirited, gray-haired old woman, sitting upright on the sofa by the window, staring intently at the soap opera on the old-fashioned TV set, while knitting a sweater with her fingers flying.

Wu Chen didn't remember this old hero.

"Sit down." The old woman said without raising her head.

"Oh." Wu Chen sat on the tense couch facing the door.

The bedroom is large, so it can be placed close to the door and set up a simple sitting area. The bathroom is separated from the living area and the bedroom, and the inner and outer areas are accessed by a window corridor.

It wasn't until the soap opera was over that the old woman jumped out of the cookie-cutter plot. Chong Wu Chen said happily: "Did Natasha tell you who I am?" ”

Wu Chen nodded: "She said that you are her 'dance teacher'." ”

"Dance teacher......" The old woman smiled meaningfully, "That's right, I taught her a whole set of death dances." Like, what my dance teacher taught me. ”

Wu Chen immediately grasped the point: "So, you are also a black widow?" ”

"If you're talking about that well-known code name, I am. Moreover, I should also be the first generation of Black Widow. ”

I'll go!!!

The first Black Widow!

Wu Chen was so excited that he flew up, okay?!

In other words, Wu Chen has only heard of the second generation of black widows! Could it be that there was still before the widowed sister?

Seeing Wu Chen's face full of surprise and surprise, the old woman slowly put down the knitting needle in her hand and took off her thick reading glasses: "First time meeting, young man, they call me Dottie." ”

Doti?

Dottie ......

Dottie?!

Dottie !!

The femme fatale, Dottie Underwood.

He appeared in both the first and second seasons of the Marvel spin-off "Agent Carter". A super agent who was brainwashed and trained by the KGB of the former Soviet Union since childhood! An efficient killer! A femme fatale who likes to share bread with people and sleep in handcuffs!

Not only a spin-off, but even in the second half of "Captain America 3: Civil War", the captain and the regained Winter Soldier talk about the old days. Bucky, who has not yet become a Winter Soldier, said that he had chased a girl named 'Dottie', and this girl was, most out of ten, Dottie Underwood!

Now that I think about it, in some of the pictures that the widow sister flashed, there was indeed a mentor who should have been very beautiful when she was young, guiding her from the side! Could it be that this mentor is Dottie Underwood!

The first Black Widow!

Lie down in a big groove! (To be continued.) )