It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

So, when Boss Cheng pulled down the roller shutter door of the main entrance, without even putting down the roller shutters of the display windows, this small-scale conflict that was destined to be nothing but thunder began.

Countless bullets hit the restaurant's rolling doors and windows with a "ping pong" sound. Inside the restaurant, many customers rushed to the seats next to the windows, eating their delicious boxed lunches while admiring the rare sight of bullets hitting the windows, deforming, and then bouncing off.

Wendy, who had just driven his truck into the school yard, hopped into the store through the back door and fetched a bottle of iced beer with ease. He opened the bottle cap and started drinking. Then he noticed the ping-pong noise outside the window and asked Boss Cheng curiously:

"Boss, it's so lively outside your store, is there a war going on?"

"Fighting? No! We're just filming a movie."

"Why does the boss want to film?"

Boss Cheng pinched his waist and told Wendy with a half-smile: "Since we said we were going to film a movie, then of course we're going to film it for others to see."

"So this is ah!"

After that, Wendy went back to the backyard and soon after came back to the restaurant dragging a sack. He threw the sack on the ground, kicked it, and then told the boss: "Here! This is the share of the boss for the past month!"

Boss Cheng also kicked the sack gently and exclaimed, "That's a lot!"

"But it's still nearly 20% less than the previous two months."

"It's not selling anymore?" asked Boss Cheng.

"I don't understand either, but Diluk said that we have been selling noodles for such a long time that a decline in sales is normal. Diluk also said that if we want to maintain sales performance, the best way is to increase the variety of goods and sell more things that Mondstadt doesn't have."

Boss Cheng doesn't know much about other things. But when it comes to cooking, the first thing he thinks of is various spices. For example, five-spice powder, thirteen spices, black and white pepper, etc. Even if Boss Cheng is "uneducated", he knows that in ancient times when transportation was inconvenient, the weight of spices was often equivalent to the weight of gold.

Therefore, Mr. Cheng suggested that Wendy bring some finished spices back to try, and Wendy readily agreed.

So Boss Cheng called the wholesale department that supplies the restaurant's kitchen and asked the boss's wife what ready-made seasonings the store had.

"Oh my god, we don't have anything at home. Just tell me what you want, and I'll get it for you!"

then……

"Brother, you took so many ingredients at once, so you need to use them for a long time... Oh! You have to share them with others! That's easy. I'll make a deal today and give you a 95% discount on all the seasonings. If you always buy from me in the future, as long as the quantity is large, I'll give you a 9% discount!"

9% off is a big profit margin for a small condiment store. After all, they can only make about 4 cents from selling a bottle of soy sauce for 5 yuan. What's more, Boss Cheng doesn't care about the price difference, so he might as well let the big sister of the condiment store help organize the supply. This can be regarded as Boss Cheng's contribution to the prosperity of the local economy of Hualin City.

However, it would take more than two or three hours to prepare the amount of goods that Boss Cheng needed. So Wendy had to stay here for a day or two before she could set off to return to Mondstadt, just like when she usually came to Boss Cheng to transport goods.

In other words, this drunkard can let loose and drink heavily in front of Boss Cheng for a day or two.

In Central Park outside the Manhattan store, after nearly 20 minutes of uninterrupted fire, the SHIELD troops and the National Guard finally laid down their weapons because their attacks could not cause damage to Boss Cheng's store, and Boss Cheng had been "shrinking in the store and not daring to come out."

So after reporting the "results" to his superiors, the agent in charge of the team took the combatants who had just fired guns and cannons and began to help Boss Cheng clean up the mess outside the hotel.

There was no other way. This was all discussed with Boss Cheng in advance. Boss Cheng promised not to fight back and let them waste ammunition outside the store. But they had to clean up the sanitation in front of the boss's door after the fight before they could leave.

At this time, Boss Cheng also lifted the shutter door and moved out dozens of boxes of lychee-flavored Fanta that were about to expire. He waved at the soldiers who had just been firing their guns at each other, asking them to come over and have a bottle of soda before cleaning up the garbage.

"As long as you are not afraid of me poisoning you."

The leading agent shrugged, unscrewed Boss Cheng's Fanta and drank it in big gulps. After drinking the whole bottle of drink, the agent also tasted the light lychee taste in his mouth.

"It tastes so good, why haven't I seen this kind of bottle of Fanta in New York or Washington?"

Boss Cheng answered, "Because this is a limited flavor in the Greater China region, just like you can't buy cherry-flavored Coke there."

"That's a shame."

The agent shrugged and waved to the soldiers who were watching behind him. Seeing that the leader had agreed, the soldiers put down their work and rushed forward to grab all the expired soda they had never tasted. But until they had grabbed all the soda, Boss Cheng did not tell them that the soda would expire in less than a month.

Boss Cheng was not doing anything mean. He just saw the soldiers drinking happily and couldn't bear to ruin their good mood.

suddenly!

"Attention, ground troops, attention, ground troops, you have hindered the fighter planes from dropping bombs, please evacuate the area around the hotel immediately. I repeat, you have already..."

The agent complained on the intercom: "Just fly a few laps, then report that the bombing machine has a mechanical failure. Anyway, the F35's bomb bay jam is not the tenth time."

"Please note that I am on a bombing mission."

"Come on! Are you really going to drop the bomb?"

"Please don't interfere with our voting..."

Without waiting for the F35 pilot to finish his words, Boss Cheng took over the intercom and warned the pilot: "If you don't disappear from my head within 10 seconds, I guarantee that your plane will be shot down by me in the 11th second. Then I will destroy the airport you took off from!"

"Received, the fighter plane is returning."

Boss Cheng shrugged, indicating that there was no problem. However, the agents and soldiers present focused their attention on the second floor behind Boss Cheng, where there were densely packed gun barrels that looked like hedgehogs.

The soldiers were all impressed that the agent in charge of this mission was so wise and brave that he successfully avoided their fate of being wiped out before the war. The agent was thankful that he listened to Coulson, otherwise he would have died here today.

I still can’t drink the soda that Boss Cheng gave me.

Soon after, the troops withdrew from Central Park, but the members of the World Security Council were indignant at the poor performance of all those involved in the operation.

It was as if the soldiers' perfunctory offensive behavior was not a betrayal of those in the council, but a betrayal of their own beliefs and their own country.

But who is the one who betrayed his faith and country?

It’s hard to say, at least for Chairman Alexander Pierce, who is still lying in the ICU and dares not breathe heavily, it’s really hard to say.

"Chief!" A bald man who belonged to both the Council and S.H.I.E.L.D. whispered in Pierce's ear, "We have taken over the gem from Fury, but because of the conflict three days ago, Steve Rogers has become suspicious of us. So I decided to postpone the research on the gem. Once Rogers' suspicion is reduced, we will take the gem to Europe for research."

0148 The Urgent Wish of a Worker

(In fact, there is a plot foreshadowing that is obviously stupid, and I planned to reveal it later. But it has been discovered by book friends, so I had to write it out in advance.)

Any politician who has gone through numerous hardships to climb to the pinnacle of power may be selfish, may have no bottom line, or may be rotten to the point of being corrupt.

But he must not be stupid, he must be extremely intelligent! Because idiots and fools can never climb to such a high and important position. If one day, you suddenly find that a politician starts to act stupidly, then you have to think carefully about what the other party is up to.

"Do you also think that Pierce is deliberately provoking me?"

"What else?" Gintoki said while drinking the free diet soda that was about to expire, "I think the Stark Tower the day before yesterday and today at noon were both deliberate provocations on their part."

"Why?" Boss Cheng asked, "You can't just do it to irritate me!"

"But what if they really did everything just to irritate you?"

Boss Makoto frowned, realizing that the problem was not simple. Gintoki continued to spoil the story for the boss, "In fact, the Hydra organization is very simple. They have been consistent since their establishment, trying to rule the world. Apart from that, they have no other bad intentions... Hahahahaha!"

If Gintoki hadn't made a fool of himself, the boss might have actually believed his lies.

But Gintoki was right, they did intend to provoke Boss Makoto. And not only Boss Makoto, but also Thor from Asgard.

It can even be said that Pierce showed up at the right time, and even though he knew Thor would never hand over Loki and the Cosmic Cube, he still forced Thor to hand them over. What he wanted was to use his actions to cause Thor's dissatisfaction with the entire SHIELD, and then take Loki away as soon as possible.

As for the Space Gem...

If you get it, it's luck; if you lose it, it's fate. Never force it.

But on the boss's side, after all, the boss's store is located in Central Park, and they have also witnessed the boss Cheng's heroic feat of wiping out the Chitauri fleet with a single spaceship.

In Pierce's eyes, Boss Cheng is no longer just a hot commodity, but an important force that can make Hydra dominate the world. One can even use "whoever can gain Boss Cheng's friendship can rule the world" to describe the importance of Boss Cheng.

Therefore, they must use the identity of SHIELD to try to sow discord between Boss Cheng and SHIELD. Once there is a rift in the relationship between the two, or even a direct conflict, Hydra can take the opportunity to win over Boss Cheng.

Even if he cannot be won over, Boss Cheng and SHIELD will not be so close.

Unfortunately, Pierce didn't know that the silver-haired, naturally curly-haired, dead-eyed man next to Boss Cheng had been hiding behind Boss Cheng and constantly spoiling the plot. Before he could even start his plan, someone had already stripped the Hydra leader's pants clean.

Then, Pierce's plan had just begun when it was ended by a kick from Boss Cheng.

Then, the Hydra executives disguised as the World Security Council discovered that not only had they passed on the fear of death from top to bottom to the soldiers at the lowest level, but they had also helped these soldiers strengthen their friendship with Boss Cheng during the battle.

This is not about expired soda, but people see the aura of a "hero" in Boss Cheng. Even though Boss Cheng wanted to kill aliens at first, and then "kill you all and then steal your spaceship", even though Boss Cheng never thought of becoming a hero to others.

But Boss Cheng's heroic glory is engraved in the hearts of every policeman, soldier who has fought with him, and every Manhattan citizen he rescued.

Of course, the other Avengers also had a part in the fight and were honored as heroes, but none of them had the strength to win on their own.

In any case, Pierce and Hydra's plot against Boss Cheng failed because of Boss Cheng's unreasonableness and his unreasonable strength. As for whether there will be other plots against Boss Cheng in the future...

The answer is definitely there, but even Gintoki doesn’t know what it is.

"You're not in the movie, how could I know?" Gintoki took another bottle of sugar-free drink and continued drinking while saying, "Anyway, you've already handed over the Mind Stone. In a year or two, Hydra will launch a rebellion from within SHIELD. Then the Avengers will go back to snatch the gem you handed over. But these are all things for the future. Who knows if you kicked or killed someone and the future will be completely different."

“But why does the future look like poop?”

Gintoki looked at Mr. Makoto with disdain and asked him, "You must think puns are funny, right? Aren't you afraid of being disliked by your readers?"

"What my readers?"

"Hey! Have you ever thought that if the Avengers I watched is the reality you have experienced, then..."

"Gin-san, shut up!" Shinbaji jumped out from the seat next to him and covered Gintoki's mouth tightly.

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"If you keep talking, be careful or you'll disfigure yourself!"

"Oh! That's right!" Gintoki rubbed his face, "I don't want my face to turn into a rotten avocado."

At this moment, a masked bitch whose face looks like a rotten avocado suddenly sneezes.

Then again, thanks to the New York War, the Yorozuya trio made a fortune on the Edo black market with all kinds of spoils. And this dead fish eyed guy seemed to have suddenly become smart after making a fortune. After he got a large sum of money from the middleman (Hiraga Gengai), he immediately ran to Boss Makoto and asked him to deposit the money in his underground base or apartment.

Boss Cheng didn't care, after all, he didn't care about the little money that Gintoki earned from "selling junk". Although this "hundred million" fund was enough for Gintoki to retire immediately and live a life of ease in advance.

He put all the money with Boss Cheng instead of depositing it in the bank. The first reason was that the money was not legal income in the strict sense, and he was afraid of being investigated;

The second reason is that the bank employees will worship Gintoki as their ancestor only because of this money, but he does not want to become the ancestor of the bank;

The third reason is that no one came to investigate Boss Makoto. Even the Shinsengumi never came to Boss Makoto's place. Besides, even if they investigated here, would Boss Makoto be afraid of Gorilla and Hijikata?

As for reason four...

Gintoki has already agreed with Boss Makoto and Denise that he can withdraw a maximum amount of money from here every week. If Gintoki gets into trouble and begs for more money, Boss Makoto and Denise can beat him up without asking for any reason.

You see, this is the biggest difference between Boss Cheng and the bank.

What interest or no interest, safety or no safety. No matter how high the interest is, would the bank dare to beat up high-level VIP customers? No matter how safe the bank is, can it be safer than Boss Cheng's underground foundation?

then……

"boom!"

An aggressive guy outside the door directly activated the hotel's defense system when he pushed the door open. The guy with a cigarette in his mouth also hit his head on the door that rebounded at subsonic speed because of his rude behavior.

"Damn it, what a broken door!"

"Hey, sir, you're blocking the road ahead. Please move aside." The chestnut-haired guy in a black uniform patted the tall guy who had just bumped his head. "You've obstructed our performance of our duties. Please move aside. Thank you."

Then, the chestnut-haired guy pulled out his sword named "Kikuichimonji RX-78" which came with a function to play MP124 music continuously for 3 hours, walked past his nominal deputy commander, and entered Boss Makoto's restaurant.

Behind him, a listless young man with dark circles under his eyes also walked in, escorting a black market illegal weapons dealer (Gengai Hiraga) who was tied up. Then at least 20 samurai wearing black uniforms and carrying swords entered the hotel one after another.

When Gintoki in the hotel found that the Shinsengumi had brought Hiraga Gengai to the restaurant, he knew that his crime of selling alien weapons privately had been exposed. But before he and Shinbaji (without Kagura this time) could slip out through the back door, they were blocked by the young genius swordsman Okita Sougo, who was leading the way, with his Kikuichimonji RX-78 katana.

"Boss (referring to Gintoki), we are sorry to take up some of your time. We have something to confirm with you. If you try to escape or evade questioning, be careful that this knife may accidentally hit you!"

Shinsengumi Vice President Hijikata Jushiro, whose head was hit by the door, took two puffs of his cigarette that was almost extinguished, then walked into the store rubbing his head. But before he could say anything, Denise rushed to Hijikata from the kitchen.

Denise pointed to the sign that said "No Smoking in the Store", and Hijikata tactfully put out the remaining half of his "mayoboro". But just as he was about to throw the cigarette butt on the ground, Denise pointed to another sign on the wall that said "Everyone is responsible for protecting hygiene, please do not litter at will".

But this time, Hijikata didn't care. Not only did he throw the cigarette butt on the ground, he also raised his foot and stomped on it hard, and even crushed it a few times with the sole of his shoe.

Then, Denise, who had a bad temper, showed her kitchen knife to the deputy chief of the Shinsengumi of Oedo Castle.

The kitchen knife forged with the help of future technology was really sharp. The cold light flashing from its blade was enough to make Hijikata feel a chill.

Boss Cheng crossed his arms and looked at this idiot who dared to break the rules in front of Denise with interest. The genius swordsman of the Shinsengumi also came to Boss Cheng's side and even asked Boss Cheng blatantly: "How much does it cost to kill that guy? Do you have a price list for me? I want to order a killing package."

Boss Makoto looked at Okita Sougo, whose chestnut hair was not even as long as his shoulders, as if he were a lunatic.

"By the way, how much do you hate your boss?"

But Okita Sougo asked his boss in return: "Don't all the workers in big companies want to get rid of their direct supervisors?"

0149 It’s not just people who are fickle

First, Hijikata was not killed.

It's just a cigarette butt. You can just sweep it up yourself and then mop the floor clean.

Do we have to use swords against each other?