"Good morning. Have a seat. Any good news this time?" Chris gestured invitingly.

  Brandt sat down and looked at Chris with a serious expression. "Currently, the Congress needs a rge amount of funds. They want to sell war bonds to recircute capital. Do you have any solutions?"

  Chris's expression became peculiar. "Of course, I have a solution. It's not realistic to make the wealthy foot the bill since capitalists are profit-driven. Interestingly enough, I'm actually pnning to establish a film production company, and I already have an idea for the issue you mentioned."

  "Oh? I'm intrigued. Tell me more," Brandt said curiously, wondering how selling war bonds was reted to a film production company.

  "The United States needs to introduce a superhero who comes from a humble background. The most powerful purchasing power still lies with the working css, as they make up a rge portion of the popution and are easily influenced. By using a dance troupe in conjunction with this superhero for commercial performances, you can quickly recoup the funds!" Chris expined slowly.

  This method was actually the same as the one Brandt had thought in the original movie. Since Brandt not yet has the idea of it himself, Chris took the opportunity to suggest it. Using someone else's idea to his own advantage, it was a win-win situation for himself! But this time, he won twice!

  "Oh? Who do you think would be the best choice?" Brent seemed to grasp the potential and necessity of entertainment during wartime. Moreover, since there was no actual fighting happening on American soil, extravagant entertainment and indulgence were the preferred choices of the wealthy.

  "Clearly, there is only one choice - the brand new Super Soldier Steve! He's poor enough and sufficiently representative of the working css. There's no one more suitable than him!" Chris introduced.

  "Aren't you two brothers?" Brandt looked at him skeptically.

  Chris smirked, "Sorry, even blood brothers know how to calcute their interests. My money is still my money, and he won't get a penny of it!"

  Brandt suddenly realized, "You're truly a capitalist! Well, I accept your proposal. I'll go back and propose it to Congress to see if it's feasible. If it works, I'll bring you favorable customs policies!"

  After a brief discussion, the two hurriedly left. Chris got into his car and headed for Metropolis.

  The journey from New York to Metropolis wasn't far, only a one hour drive.

  Metropolis was not far from Gotham City either. Compared to the gloomy and dark atmosphere of Gotham City, Metropolis was always filled with sunlight and had a progressive mindset. Regardless of whether they were outsiders or local families, as long as they had the power, they could thrive here.

  Compared to the highly exclusive Gotham City, Metropolis was undoubtedly a better choice.

  Chris' purpose for coming to Metropolis this time was to recruit talent and prepare for the establishment of his film production company, as well as to attract medical professionals.

  Building a beauty salon (*first mentioned in Chapter 43*) that focused on beauty treatments and wellness required relevant expertise, and it served as an excellent pce to gather connections.

  Many wealthy individuals didn't like their wives and preferred to seek younger companions. If divorce was not an option due to marriage alliances, then a high-css beauty salon would be a great destination for those upper css dies. After all, women's money could sometimes be quite easy to earn!

  ...

  Chris arrived in Metropolis and there was a woman already waiting for him. She was dressed in a yellow dress, with a combination of stockings and high-heeled boots. Her golden hair was elegantly styled, giving her the appearance of a sophisticated dy - it was none other than the first Silk Spectre Sally, the woman from the Minutemen, who went on a mission to capture criminals with the Comedian st time and ended up being conquerored by Chris after he rescued her.

  Chris let his vehicle parked in front of Sally and said, "Get in!"

  Sally let out a sigh of relief. It was a spacious RV, and as soon as she got in, she was pinned down on the mattress by Chris, just a few kisses and waiting for her honey hole to get a little wetter, Chris thrust in.

  Sally and Chris both let out a soft exhale and began to copute in the RV~

  ...

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