Chapter 37 Winston Comes to the Door

"Have I finished what I asked you to do?"

Ten minutes after the car ran smoothly, Anton suddenly broke the calm in the car and asked.

"According to your request, DC (Detective Comics) has been officially established, and the approval procedures will be obtained tomorrow." Betty nodded.

On the night Anton booked a flight to San Francisco, Anton asked Betty if she would like to change jobs.

The latter was a little hesitant at first, but quickly thought clearly and had a good idea. Before Anton left, he took the initiative to find Anton and promised to become Anton's personal assistant.

Today, as a talented director sought after by Hollywood, with a compelling enough family background, Anton has become one of the most famous "rich children" in the United States, only less famous than Tony Stark before the accident.

Not to mention that the two are still friends.

After the accident, Tony Stark has disappeared for almost a week, and the news has been hyped, but people's attention to Tony Stark is getting worse day by day.

After all, this guy is already dead in the eyes of many people.

He went missing after being attacked by terrorist forces in a place that was under fire in Afghanistan.

Life and death are just some people's fantasy of a happy ending.

Most people know that Tony Stark has probably already received the lunch.

Thinking of Tony's friend, Anton Jameson, he is now not only a genius director, but also the boss behind the Daily Bugle, and more likely to be the rumored superhero, Batman, who has been worshipped shortly after his debut!

As much as most regret what happened to Tony Stark, the focus on Anton Jameson is as fiery.

From the dark point of view, Anton is stepping on Tony to take the top position.

However, what everyone doesn't know is that only Anton's confidence that Tony is okay will not change from beginning to end.

If Tony Stark died, the world would lose at least half of its color.

Closer to home.

On the way back to the Daily Clarion from the airport, Betty went on to report her work and said: "The head of the screenwriting department is Browning Toby. He has worked well with you before and happily accepted our invitation. As for Jim, he said Think for yourself."

"Movies are just one aspect of our layout."

Anton nodded with satisfaction, the capitalist was full of style, and ordered: "About comics, animation, and peripherals, etc., it must be arranged as soon as possible."

"I know." Betty replied.

"How long has Browning been in New York? I still have a lot of things to discuss with him." Anton asked, "By the way, did you dig the assistant directors I told you about?"

"Three people agreed to our invitation, and the others refused." Betty said.

"three people?"

Anton touched his chin without being too harsh: "Forget it, in such a short time, you have done a good job."

During the question and answer, the car stopped by the roadside of the building where the Daily Clarion was located.

Anton and others got off the bus.

Back to the Daily Bugle, Phil put down his luggage, went to the financial room first, took the salary slip approved by Anton, and received a huge bonus.

Immediately afterwards, Phil was excited to carry his luggage home.

Anton also gave him a holiday and asked him to come back to work after Eddie arrived.

Sitting on the chair of the Daily Bugle, Anton made himself a cup of coffee, took a small sip, and let out a long breath.

The day finally calmed down.

dong dong dong!

But just as she was about to get off work, Betty knocked on the door, looking a little weird, and said to him, "Someone knows that you are back, and he wants to see you."

Anton asked, "Who?"

Betty said: "Winston of the Continental Hotel."

"Let him in."

Anton nodded, and then saw Winston push the door in, his face was gentle, and he couldn't see the incompetence and rage that night.

"Anton, should I say meeting for the first time?"

Winston looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, his vigilance raised to the highest level.

This kid is no simple thing.

That night, Anton's incarnation of Batman threatened him like a demon from hell, which he will never forget.

"What's up?"

In front of Winston, Anton was too lazy to pretend and knew each other well. He smiled with great interest: "I thought you never wanted to see me again in your life."

"There is an adjudicator who wants to see you."

Winston said calmly: "About the Continental Hotel, you have to have an explanation, don't you?"

"Adjudicator?"

Anton showed a half-smile but not a smile: "Let her come in."

Winston said: "Well, actually, she wants you to meet her, right at the Continental Hotel."

"I don't belong to the high table, nor do I offend the high table."

Anton's face was instantly gloomy. He looked at Winston coldly, showing a dangerous atmosphere, and said slowly: "On the contrary, the high table offended me! Go back and tell the adjudicator, if you want to see me, let her go to the horn. Daily newspaper. Also, if the High Table wants to deal with me, feel free to welcome it.”

"I'll tell her exactly what you said."

Winston wasn't angry either, and he didn't seem to have a good impression of the adjudicator either.

After speaking slowly, he turned to leave.

Then, Anton didn't see the judge of the high table until off-duty time.

He was too lazy to care so much.

Anyway, the organization of the High Table, he never took it to heart.

To put it simply, the High Table is a rule-oriented global killer empire, and all killers affiliated to the High Table must follow the rules of the High Table.

But even so, in this world, the High Table does not rule the world of killers.

There are still various killer groups standing there.

Like a sect, competing with each other.

According to Anton's knowledge, there are twelve seats at the High Table, with Kemora, Mafia, Honor Society, Chinese, and Russians serving as seat elders.

The controllers are distributed all over the world, which is quite troublesome to solve.

The Continental Hotel is just a New York stronghold under the High Table, far from being a nest.

This is the reason why Anton did not stare at the high table behind the Continental Hotel after dealing with the Continental Hotel, and even uprooted it.

If the high table is wise, naturally, he will not easily provoke this powerful enemy.

After all, it wasn't him who made the mistake first.

the other side.

Inside the Continental Hotel "reconstructed after the disaster".

A woman with short hair was awe-inspiring, looking at Winston who was smiling maliciously in front of him, expressionless: "Did he say that?"

"good."

Winston nodded. "It's important that he asked you to see him, not him. After all, in his opinion, it was us who made the mistake first."

"us?"

The Adjudicator gave Winston a deep look.

As the owner of the Continental Hotel, Winston took it for granted that he and the High Table were called "we".

But putting this sentence here means that Winston is unwilling to be that early man.

In other words, Winston's fear of Anton has reached a very deep level.

That Batman that turned out to be so terrifying?

"When are you going to meet him?"

Winston saw that the adjudicator was lost in thought, and suddenly asked.

"I'll go see him."

The adjudicator glanced at Winston and replied lightly, "However, not now."