One Thousand Five Hundred and Thirteen Chapters Decoration, Quarrel

It is now mid-December, and Christmas is ten days away.

During the last New York War, Luke's nest was very lucky. First, it was not bombed to the sky, second, it was not crushed into slag, and third, it didn't open a lot of holes.

You must know that he is only a little more than two kilometers away from the Stark Building, which belongs to the hardest hit area where Qitarui miscellaneous soldiers are rampant.

It was a miracle that the nest was so well preserved, but there were also a lot of debris and stains on the outside of the building.

The ghost knows how those flying Chitauri soldiers do it. Anyway, the outer wall of the small building is mixed with gray, black, yellow and red, and it looks a bit like abstract graffiti.

At other times, Luke can say hello and ask people from the home improvement company to help with an exterior.

But now the home improvement company is completely overwhelmed, and he can only rely on Selena to support himself.

Now Luke is brushing the wall on the left, and Selena is brushing the wall on the right.

After brushing it for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "I said, can't it really be changed to another color? White or brick red is fine. Why should you paint gray?"

While brushing, Luke said casually: "Do you think white or red is eye-catching, or gray is eye-catching? There are gray houses around, and our place is very beautiful. What should we do next time we are caught on fire."

Selena was speechless.

This reason may seem nonsense, but in fact it is very possible.

Many times, people will look for striking targets subconsciously.

If the small building stands out from the crowd, it may really be dangerous.

In particular, the surrounding neighbors are all apartment buildings of similar height, and there is no use of high-rise buildings to attract firepower, even more so.

The $30 million new renovation of the Stark Tower is making headlines.

The two were agile, and with the remote control hanger that Luke made, they were almost done in an hour.

Suddenly, there was a burst of yelling and shouting. The two turned their heads to look several dozen meters away.

There, two groups of people are facing each other.

Luke took a few glances,

The control hanger fell to the second floor and jumped.

Selena quickly put the paint bucket and brush in her hand, and jumped down: "Wait for me."

After a few steps to catch up with Luke, she asked, "What's the matter, is there a situation?"

Luke: "You know the disaster control department that Tony Stark ran? That aunt is the head of this department."

Selena snorted.

Luke: "I've met one person who quarreled with them. Well, he's a good person."

Selena: "Who is it?"

Luke: "That leading middle-aged white man should be called... Adrian? The last time the gangsters took advantage of the California earthquake to storm the Los Angeles prison to rob prisoners, and I hitchhiked to the prison that night."

Selena nodded and said nothing.

Luke is a very human being, and generally he will not accept help from others, even if it is just a hitchhiker.

This is happening right in front of him, and he will definitely take care of it.

When the two approached, they took out the police badge wallet and hung it on their chests.

Luke didn't talk nonsense, he shouted directly and squeezed into the crowd: "NYPD, what happened here?"

The two groups of people present looked surprised: NYPD is so busy now that it has the time to take the initiative to take care of such trivial matters?

When the middle-aged white Adrian saw Luke, he couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes flashing memories.

Luke walked to the center, between Adrian and the middle-aged fat aunt: "What problem did you encounter?"

The fat aunt shook her head calmly: "No. The matter is over."

Luke nodded and turned to look at Adrian: "This gentleman, do you have any questions?"

Adrian has found Luke's impression from memory.

In fact, if it wasn't for Luke, he wouldn't come to New York, and he wouldn't be in the current predicament if he didn't come to New York.

Of course, Luke couldn't be blamed for what happened to him at all. It could only be said that Goddess of Luck was not on his side.

Seeing that Luke seemed to blink normally, he moved in his heart and said, "I have a problem. It's like this..."

Adrian's statement is simple and clear.

It was he who contracted a batch of garbage clean-up business from the New York official, mainly the ruins of these buildings caused by the New York War. When cleaning them, he collected the Chitari equipment inside and sent them to the official recycling office.

As a result, Annie Hogg, the middle-aged fat aunt opposite now, holds an official document, saying that the municipal department has transferred this business to the Stark Group Disaster Control Department.

Annie seemed to have known what was going to happen, and just waved back, and one of the entourage took out a document and handed it to Luke.

Luke took it, flipped a few pages, and determined that there was no problem with the procedure.

Before that, he had probably understood what was going on after listening to the scolding of several middle-aged men behind Adrian.

"It's useless for you to find her, she's just an errand." Nodding, he said to Adrian, "Let's go, there is a law firm over there that I know very well, and I'll ask you about it. How to do."

Adriano hesitated and followed.

He actually knew it was useless.

The Disaster Control Department is a department under the Stark Group. Why should he compete with others?

It's just that he and a group of old buddies can't stand it.

He took a few steps and found that no one was following behind him. He turned his head and glanced at a few old buddies: "Let's go. Don't you hear me, this Ms. Hogg is just a errand errand, and we talk so much nonsense."

Hearing this, seven or eight middle-aged people looked at each other in dismay, then nodded with a big laugh, and ridiculed the fat aunt Annie opposite.

"Yeah, she's just waving the politicians' papers."

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe other people's ancestors were also famous."

"That's right, this is a "minister", such a big "official", we can't afford it."

The group deliberately amplified their voices and walked away with a smile.

Several people behind Annie looked strange, only the one who handed over the document just stepped forward: "Minister, we..."

Annie raised a hand: "Okay, we are busy with work, let's go."

With that, she turned and walked towards her car.

Although Luke's words were unpleasant, they solved the actual problem. At least the group of mindless cleaners left consciously without wasting each other's time.

The other party is out of work anyway, and it doesn't matter to her to waste time and disgust her.

She has a high salary from the Stark Group, and it is not wrong to say that she is running errands.

This is nothing more than a means of resolving disputes.

On the surface, the little detective was on the other side.

In fact, he did not seek any benefits for the other party, but let them leave.

This guy has some ability! Annie thought: Unfortunately, it's still a bit rough. Those words fell into the ears of some face-loving people, and I am afraid that they will hate him for a long time.

The entourage who got in the car quietly noticed the boss's reaction, and was surprised to find that she was smiling.

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