America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“Stop trying to sell us Stark computers; we don’t have the money to buy religious products,” Attorney Virge said.

“Tony Stark has a very strong personality, and this strength extends to the company’s products. He teaches users how to use his computers and his computer software, showcasing his ingenuity to everyone who buys a product he designs. People like Tony Stark are the ones I can’t stand the most,” Attorney Virge said.

“Oh…” Li Qun exclaimed, looking at Attorney Fu Ji’s face.

Attorney Firth looked serious, but his appearance bore a striking resemblance to Happy, Tony Stark's trusted security chief.

“Liqun, haven’t you noticed? Stephanie and I have been dancing on the edge of legality.” Gwen showed Liqun and Peter the explanation of the New York City Food Protection Certificate.

The New York City Food Protection Certificate is a mandatory certificate for management positions in the food service industry. All food service establishments in New York City must have at least one person holding the certificate.

"Does this even apply to roadside stalls?" Li Qun asked Attorney Fu Ji.

"What roadside stall?" Attorney Virginia asked.

"Does a food truck on the street need this food protection certificate?" Li Qun asked.

"If you are investigated, this certificate will still be necessary."

“Often, whether you break the law or not depends on whether anyone wants to cause you trouble,” Attorney Firth said.

“Gwen’s father was promoted from police inspector to police superintendent this year. As long as he’s in Queens, he shouldn’t get into trouble,” Li Qun said.

“It’s from the Queens precinct; it depends on how well her father is connected to the community,” Attorney Virginia said.

"He must be very popular, Virgil. Didn't you hear him say he was promoted to police superintendent this year?"

"In two years, you'll be a deputy senior police commissioner, and two years after that, a senior police commissioner, becoming the highest-ranking officer in Queens. That's a powerful senior position within the police department," Matt reminded Foggy.

"So popular? You must have some luck, right?" Foggy said.

Peter's eyes were fixed on the two licenses: "CPR and First Aid Certification" and "Certified Nursing Assistant".

Street volunteers not only need to stop crime, but also need to master professional skills in medical first aid and nursing, and know how to save lives.

“Nail technician licenses, beautician licenses, and hairdresser licenses are all good, but the training time is 250 hours, 1000 hours, and 888 hours respectively,” Gwen said.

“If you don’t plan to go to university, these three are excellent career paths, and the training fees are much cheaper than university tuition,” Attorney Fogh said.

"To be on the safe side, I suggest you make sure you get all those certificates before registering the company."

“Twenty years ago, Stephanie’s father, along with Harry’s father and mother, founded Osborn Industries; and this summer, the three of us are going to start Parker Industries. I want to get the company registration all done in two months,” Li Qun said.

"Keep it up," Attorney Fogh simply said, offering encouragement.

"Do you have any plans to work with our firm long-term? Virginia is a very capable business lawyer and can solve almost any problem you might encounter," Matt asked the three of them as he sat down next to Virginia.

"Of course, you are our only friends in the legal field."

“I’ve heard that lawyers are a small circle, and they all know each other,” Gwen said.

“Most lawyers just know the top lawyers; they’re all rivals among their peers,” Matt said.

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Harry stood in front of the shredder, feeding the documents in his hands into it one by one until they were shredded.

After the documents were shredded, he would burn the fragments in the furnace.

The document processing area is a dedicated room, which is also equipped with surveillance cameras.

The department head knew Harry's last name was Osborn, so he specially assigned him this extremely important job. His colleagues were all guessing that Harry's real identity was the department head's brother-in-law.

Harry complained to Norman that his colleagues in the department drank coffee at work, and the next day a freezer was moved into the department's break room, filled with "monster" drinks.

Their department's job is to promote Monster Beverage across America and compete with other companies for the beverage market. How can they do a good job if they don't even drink Monster Beverage themselves?

The supervisors did not force the department staff to drink the "monster" beverage; they knew what "unspoken rules" meant.

Harry noticed that there was a bottle of green "monster" drink on everyone's workstation.

Chapter 333 An Extraordinary Day

"Is there a problem, Mr. Bronsky?"

Bronsky struggled to control his facial expression and turned to look at Norman Osborne.

“Osborne needs to hire a costume designer; this is the worst combat uniform I’ve ever seen,” Bronsky told Norman.

"Do you hate the color of combat uniforms?" Norman asked.

"The same color as the green flies that eat shit in the toilet."

"Also, why is there such a large Osborn logo on the chest?" Bronsky asked.

"The color of the combat uniforms was changed by me last time."

“Furthermore, this is a super combat suit developed by Osborn. How can people know it’s an Osborn product if it doesn’t have the Osborn logo on it?” Norman said.

"Do I really have to wear this today?" Bronsky asked.

"Should I wear it?" Norman retorted.

"it is good."

Bronsky gave up resisting and carefully put on his combat uniform.

After improvements, the new combat uniform is much easier to wear, and Bronsky can put it on in a short time by himself.

“Give me some advice,” Norman said to Bronsky.

Bronsky didn't say anything and started warming up to feel whether the mobility of the super soldier combat suit restricted his body.

“How am I supposed to go to the toilet?” Bronsky asked Norman.

Norman turned to look at his employees in the weapons department.

“Sir, we will continue to improve,” the designer replied, looking at Norman.

“Next time it won’t be so easy. I’ll try on Stark’s combat suit. Stark Industries’ designers have a much more sophisticated aesthetic sense,” Bronsky said.

“You will ultimately choose Osborn Industries,” Norman said.

"That's not necessarily true."

"Mr. Norman, congratulations to Osborn for becoming the military's second largest partner, but the military's largest partner remains Stark Industries."

“We make our demands, and you meet them, it’s that simple,” Bronsky said.

"Of course, no problem."

“I’d like to ask if you took your medication on time today?” Norman asked.

My answer was, of course I ate it.

"What kind of medication are you taking? I feel that the medication you're taking isn't very effective in alleviating the side effects of the serum," Norman said.

“I have a professional team that takes care of my health, and they came with me today,” Bronsky said.

“I hope that after the equipment testing is complete, you can undergo another psychological evaluation so that any problems can be identified early,” Norman said.

“Mr. Norman, you are the same.”

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Several police cars were closely following a pickup truck that was driving recklessly through downtown New York City.

Peter, standing by the roadside, saw a police chase scene straight out of a movie and immediately ducked into the nearest alley.

Peter took off his coat and shirt, revealing the spider logo on the chest of his bodysuit.

Peter darted away on the spider web.

"What is that?!"

"one person?"

New Yorkers complained inwardly about the incompetence of the NYPD while watching the police chase, but were visibly excited when they saw "Spider-Man" following closely behind.

Peter performed detailed calculations in his mind with each release of the spider silk, and soon he caught up with the robbers' truck and landed on the roof of the truck.

Regardless of what the people in the truck did, based on their driving behavior along the way, Peter believed that the truck driver could not escape the charge of dangerous driving.

Peter thought to himself that he needed to stop the car.

How about using a spider web to lift the entire car?

He had considered this idea when he last took back Uncle Ben's car, but he rejected it then to keep a low profile.

And now...

As Peter pondered deeply, he felt everything around him slow down.

Using a spider web to lift the entire car is worth a try.

Peter left from the roof of the carriage.

He sprayed spider silk onto the buildings on both sides of the road, forming a web. When the small truck approached, he sprayed spider silk from the web to lift the truck up.

The five police cars that were chasing the truck slammed on their brakes and stopped in front of the small truck that had been hoisted up.

Peter shot out a web and drifted away from the scene, under the watchful eyes of the New York police and a crowd of New York citizens.

This was the first time Peter had publicly intervened to stop a crime he encountered, and also the first time he had made a big scene in front of New York City law enforcement and citizens.

Peter returned to the alley where he had hidden his clothes, feeling a secret sense of satisfaction.

He was looking forward to seeing how the newspapers would report on the incident tomorrow.

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Wade knocked on the Frank family's door, and Yelena answered it. Lisa stood behind Yelena.

"Hi, long time no see, how are you?" Wade greeted the two children warmly.

"Why are you here?" Yelena asked.

"Hello, Uncle Wade!" Lisa said happily.

"Yelena, are you on vacation? Did Frank go to work?" Wade asked.