The Lasves district of Linli, the commercial building, does show the prosperity of Gotham City. If Queens is the coldness of a tall building and the hell kitchen is the darkness of sewage, then the Lasves district can indeed bear the description of the prosperity and noise.

Looking out from the car window, I saw men and women shopping. The colorful publicity posters everywhere were dazzled by Robert, not to mention various means of transportation, bicycles, electric motorcycles, cars, coming and going, shuttles and intersecting.

This is a visual feast!

Robert felt the noises outside the window, and immediately extinguished his interest in continuing to appreciate. He asked, "Is this the case in Lasves?"

The driver smiled and said, "Not all, this is a bustling section at the intersection, so there will be more people. If you tend to the suburbs, you won't see a few people during the day."

The taxi quickly drove away from this area that was incompatible with Gotham, and Robert deeply felt the false prosperity there.

Even the gallery has few customers. Is the prosperity there really just like the surface?

This is indefinitely.

"Those who really make money are all in the suburbs. You really want to say that you can install many big investors just by just one office building."

The driver suddenly became interested in acting as a tour guide: "Just like the No. 34 office building you mentioned, it is also a well-known building nearby. Just one year's tax revenue is comparable to ten buildings in the intersection area."

Robert has some interest in the No. 34 office building.

"Sir." The driver watched Robert get out of the car with a smile. Robert waved his hand back, which broke the last trace of contact between people.

It is conceivable that the driver will attract customers in this dangerous place near the gangsters - as a civilian who is hiking and crawling in the dark.

Robert looked up at the towering office building in front of him. The building was as its name suggests, without the modern industrial flavor of Osborne and Otto, and it was far less spectacular than the Star Building.

If you look at it from the outside, Robert would also think that this building is an ordinary house. At least its mottled appearance and the signs of the crawlers growing vigorously into the window are so intuitive that they make people think that this is a building like the apartment.

Robert checked again the door number hanging next to the door.

"No. 34, Lasves District, yes." Robert walked into it with an envelope in his arms, the door was open, and sure enough, he did not see a role like security.

However, there is a front desk, but it seems to make people wonder whether his front desk profession is formal.

Just like a convenience store salesperson was cooking hot pot on the counter, the man at the front desk seemed to be naturally connected to the table, and his body trembled slightly once made Robert think that the indecent front desk was sleeping lazy.

Until Robert approached and eliminated the interference of the counter block, the front desk in Robert's eyes actually stared at a piece of paper on the table, creating the illusion of intimate contact with the table. The reason for his body trembling was that his whole body was gathering the force on the pen in his hand. The muscles were twitching, which gave people the illusion that this person was sleeping or crying.

Robert bent his fingers slightly and buckled the table with his protruding knuckles. When he saw the front desk, he raised his head impatiently. He asked apologetically: "Would someone ask me to send a letter? Are you going to the second floor?"

Robert raised the envelope in his hand, and suddenly his hand paused again. Why is the front desk in front of him so much like Eddie Brock?

No, he is, except for wearing a pair of glasses, which makes his temperament more literary, and this is obviously the well-known host who often appears on TV.

Of course, it is also the host of Venom in the future, the invisible guardian who is active in the darkness.

Eddie Brock.

"Vanessa?" Eddie ignored Robert's fleeting surprise and looked at the envelope twice. After confirming that the name on the envelope matched the boss's explanation, he nodded and said, "Yes, please follow me up to the second floor and hand the letter to Lao Qiao in person."

Robert suppressed his desire to retreat, and grabbed the envelope and followed Eddie with a slightest move. Eddie has not been possessed by Venom yet, and probably there are no dangerous people in the horn company that can be called famous.

Yes, Robert has confirmed that Vanessa wants to recommend him to the Horn Company.

The staircase was disrepaired, and Robert could even see the figure of the crawler leaping into the window.

When we arrived at the second floor, the situation was slightly better. At least the horn company could still improve the basic needs of employees.

The scene no longer has a gray tone, but it is finally covered with white decorations.

However, Robert's attention was soon attracted by the sound of conversation and page turn, and the desks on both sides were filled with dense paper and documents. From time to time, he could see groups of employees blushing in discussions.

From time to time, high-end federal words such as "urban pollution", "housing tightness", and "unemployment rate rise" appear in this small and slightly cramped office space.

As if he was accustomed to all this, Eddie led Robert straight through the noisy crowd and into an office at the end of the corridor.

"The editor-in-chief of the Horn Daily is inside." Eddie reminded Robert, saying that he had fulfilled his obligations.

"Yes, I am the editor-in-chief of the Horn Daily, um... We will deal with the report from the Life Foundation as soon as possible..." Jonah Jameson wiped off the sweat from his forehead and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, please let Mr. Drake know and reassure him... As for that employee, we will handle it...Okay!"

Jonah Jameson put down the phone and let out a heavy breath. Because Eddie and Robert walked silently, coupled with the nervousness just now, he only saw the two people standing at the door.

Jonah frowned, and her face showed dissatisfaction: "Eddie, didn't you tell you not to come in without any trouble?"

Eddie sat on the sofa chair in front of Jonah without hesitation and smiled, "Didn't you ask me to wait for a message on the first floor? That's it."

Eddie looked at Robert.

Jonah also turned her eyes to Robert, and when she saw the letter in Robert's hand, her face looked much better: "Are you the one recommended by Vanessa? OK! It seems that she is a talented person. Our Klein Daily needs a young man like you!"

Eddie interrupted: "You guys will talk about these things later. I want to talk about me first... When will I keep working?"

Jonah's facial muscles were stiff and there was no words.

"I am an old man from the horn company. When you were not the director, we were working hard in the same office. Don't you know my abilities yet?"

Eddie looked at him with a slant.

Jonah trembled and could only spit out a few words at the end: "Eddie... This is not a matter of ability, you have been fired by the company."

"What?" Eddie pointed at himself, unable to believe it.

"I was fired? Just because of that Drake's words? My God, this cold joke is not funny, Old Joe." Eddie widened his eyes and laughed furiously.

"Sorry, you were fired." Jonah still said the same thing.
Chapter completed!