Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 38 Bruce’s methods (please collect)

"What's the use of asking his name, let the security guard come up and take him away!" Another director directly patted the table and stood up.

Yelled at Bruce.

Bruce pulled out a chair quite naturally and sat down.

"Give me the shares of the Fisker Group in your hands. I believe it is your best choice." Bruce propped his chin and spoke with a natural expression.

Some directors were so angry at this young man sitting here that they laughed.

"Who are you? Talking to us like this!" The director said lightly.

Bruce smiled. "Triff Bogard? I think you should read this report and talk to me."

Bruce motioned for one of the bodyguards to bring over the document bag that Bruce had asked him to carry with him.

I found the document signed by Trive Bogard from it, and threw it directly in front of the guy.

Trive glanced at Bruce, then slowly opened the document with Bruce's smile on his face.

Although the other directors were quite curious about what was written in that document, they still maintained their identities and sat in their seats solemnly.

Nothing moves.

What they could see was that Trive's expression changed from being careless at the beginning to becoming serious, and finally full of horror. They could vaguely see the cold sweat on the guy's face.

"I agree." After reading his documents, Trive immediately raised his head and spoke to Bruce.

After Trive finished speaking, a bodyguard placed a contract in front of Trive.

"The contract is ready, and your compensation will follow. Thank you for your cooperation." Bruce said with a smile.

But how can Treve think so much now, he just wants to sign his damn name on it, and then leave this ghost place!

He didn't mean to read the contract at all, he turned directly to the place where he should sign, and signed his name with a big stroke of his pen.

Immediately stood up and prepared to leave here, but when he was about to leave, he was still clutching the document that Bruce had given him before.

Bruce stopped him: "Don't be so anxious."

Standing up and walking over, looking at the name Trive left on the contract, he smiled and said, "Good signature font, but you seem to have forgotten something."

Bruce pulled out the so-called compensation that came with the contract.

Naturally, it was the bearer bond found in Jin Bing's basement.

"Don't forget this thing." Carefully placing the unregistered bond board squarely in the folder in Trive's hand, Bruce grabbed the director's arms and patted them with a smile on his face.

"That's what an elite person looks like."

"Sorry, I can't send you down. I have other things to do." As he spoke, Bruce patted Trive's left shoulder with the back of his hand rather frivolously, and sat back down again.

When Trive left, he had no intention of looking back at all, and now he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Trive's various reactions explained to the other directors how extraordinary the young man in front of him was.

This made all the directors look at Bruce with caution in their eyes.

"Oh, by the way, I still have some documents of other directors here." How could Bruce not respond to the sight of other directors.

Taking out the documents, Bruce motioned to the bodyguards behind him to place all the documents in front of the directors themselves.

By the way, they also put the share transfer contract on the side of their documents, and even thoughtfully prepared pens for them.

"Don't misplace it, it won't be good if others know about these things." Bruce sat in his seat, talking completely casually.

The bodyguards just kept silent and carried out their tasks seriously.

All the directors received their own documents, and they had already prepared for it by looking at Trive's appearance.

But he didn't feel that this young man could come up with any powerful documents.

At most, Trive's hands and feet are not clean, leaving people with a clue.

But when they saw the document in front of them, they finally understood why Trive was so horrified.

Because, the documents in their hands have almost revealed everything they have done.

Tax evasion, tax evasion, kickbacks for government projects, and even some dirty things that have been done have been exposed.

"Ta~ta~ta~"

The sound of Bruce tapping on the table added urgency to the current environment.

The surrounding directors were almost numb.

This young man is really too ignorant of martial arts.

Come up and zoom in.

Who can bear this.

A director suddenly raised his head and looked at Bruce who was sitting there tapping the table lightly: "Young man, I hope you can take care of yourself, you can't eat such a big thing."

"I don't have that life to eat."

"Wow, can I think you are threatening me?" Although Bruce sounded quite surprised in his tone, he still had a faint smile on his face.

"And, do you really have the guts to threaten me?"

Bruce lay back, leaning on the back of his chair and talking nonchalantly: "Don't say whether I can eat or not, isn't the Fisk Group a hot potato?"

"You really don't want to let go?"

As soon as Bruce's voice fell, the director wanted to say something, but many directors around him had already started the signing process.

But they were a little calmer than Reeve.

At least they remember to take their compensation with them.

Bruce just sat there quietly waiting for these guys to slowly leave here.

Finally, even the guy who threatened Bruce with his words was ready to sign.

But Bruce got his contract back.

"Sorry, sir, this contract has been voided." Bruce smiled and sat on the table next to the man.

At this moment, he was playing with the pen he took from the director, showing a bohemian son to the fullest.

"What do you mean?" The director was visibly annoyed, glaring at Bruce.

Bruce just kept playing with the pen, but soon another noise came from outside.

"Sorry, PDNY." A policeman stepped up and showed his ID to the bodyguard who stopped him.

"Let people in." Bruce nodded and asked the bodyguards to let the officers in.

"Excuse me, did you call the police?" The police officer was obviously quite polite looking at the environment here. He first asked the person who called the police inside the house.

"That's right, officer." Bruce put down the pen in his hand and came to the officer.

He conveniently took over the document that the director had put aside.

"We found a pretty nasty guy today. I didn't even know there were such scumbags in my company." Bruce was filled with righteous indignation.

"Originally, I just wanted to find out if someone was enriching their own pockets, but I didn't expect that someone would do such an annoying thing."

When handing over the documents to the police, the director immediately couldn't sit still.

He wanted to step forward to say something, but was held back by Bruce's bodyguard.

Although the police saw it, they didn't say anything. The guy just now really looked like he was going to come over to commit violence.

Their bodyguards did nothing wrong.

But when he saw the document in his hand, he already understood that it was impossible for him, a young police officer, to make a judgment on this matter.

All he can do is take people away.

"Thank you." Watching the police take the man away, Bruce smiled and waved.

The director didn't say anything, just stared at Bruce, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

But he already understood all these emotions when he saw his wife and children who had just entered the company building.

There is no room for a comeback.

Bruce stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, just watched the man being escorted into the police car at last, without saying anything.

Silent like a statue.