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It has to be said that the relationship between the two has now become terrifyingly intimate.

Therefore, their conversations with each other have become increasingly genuine.

Fortunately, Tony doesn't like men, otherwise Pepper wouldn't feel comfortable letting Depp come over.

Tony kicked Depp in the butt and said, "Okay, okay, but I suggest you change into some clean clothes before you go."

Ten minutes later, Depp walked out of Stark Tower wearing a well-fitting, brand-new suit.

Depp hailed a taxi and headed straight for his own comic book company.

Soon, Depp arrived at Depp Comics, located near a newspaper office.

Stepping out of the taxi and into the company premises, Depp was very pleased to see the employees bustling about.

The only downside was that none of his own employees recognized him.

This made Depp somewhat embarrassed.

A woman with a long ponytail, wearing black-rimmed glasses, carrying a stack of documents, and dressed in a white shirt, beige office lady skirt, and white high heels walked over.

Approaching Depp, she adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, her eyes flashing with an almost uncontrollable predatory glint.

"Hello, sir, this is Depp Comics," the woman said. "Are you here to see someone, to do something, or... to apply for a job?"

Depp thought for a moment and said, "According to you, I'm probably here to find someone."

"Oh?"

The woman with the long ponytail asked curiously, "Who are you looking for? Oh, by the way, my name is Delilah, and I'm the HR manager here."

Delilah looked at Depp with curiosity, silently praying that the super handsome guy in front of her was looking for someone who wasn't a girl!

Depp seemed to read through Delilah's thoughts, and said with a wicked smile, "I'm looking for Quentin Baker, the head of the special effects department at the film division here."

Great, he's not looking for a girl, and the name sounds like it belongs to a middle-aged man!

But... Quentin Baker?

Who is that?

Delilah held the documents, pouted her pink lips, and tried hard to remember.

Finally, she remembered a weirdo who hid in a corner and spent all day tinkering with those projection robots!

"My God, you're actually looking for that guy who does nothing all day?"

In Dai Lisha's eyes, this head of the special effects department of the film division was just a nepotism hire who was just there to coast along.

After all, the Johnny Depp Comics film division only has this guy as an employee.

This seems to be a department and position specially prepared for those incompetent relatives from their hometown.

I really don't understand why my boss, such a talented cartoonist, would have such an incompetent relative.

Throughout Johnny Depp Comics, all employees idolize their boss, who rarely appears in public.

After all, all the comic characters in this company were created by the boss who rarely appears in public.

Meanwhile, the comics published by Johnny Depp Comics have a large fan base and are showing signs of dominating the American market.

“Yes, that guy is definitely getting a bit too idle, and I need to lend him a hand.” Depp smiled and said, “So, can you tell me where he is, Ms. Delilah?”

As Depp listened to his magnetic and gentle voice and looked into his deep, melancholic eyes, which were as bright and clear as the ocean, Depp's eyes were almost wet with tears.

She squeezed her legs together tightly, inwardly blushing and scolding the man in front of her for being so tempting to taste him.

Delilah pointed to a room on the third floor, her cheeks slightly flushed, and said, "Quentin... Quentin Baker is in that room."

"Thank you very much, beautiful Ms. Delilah."

Depp nodded in acknowledgment and then walked toward the spiral staircase.

Oh my God!

He actually called me a beautiful lady!

“If you have nowhere to go tonight, you can come to my place,” said Delilah. “I bought a new mattress and stockings.”

Depp waved his hand without turning around and said, "I'm sorry, after I finish what I need to do today, I have to go back to my home far away. My wife is waiting for me."

Upon hearing that Depp had a wife, the flame in Delilah's eyes dimmed slightly, but it quickly reignited.

So what if he has a wife?

Anyway, I just want to eat him!

His butt is so perky!

"So... what's your name?"

"Dalisha asked."

"Depp, Leonardo Depp."

“Leonardo…Depp?” Delilah repeated Depp’s words, thinking to herself, “That name sounds familiar, I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere before.”

Then, Delilah looked up and saw the name of her company.

Depp Comics

Delilah stood there, stunned, muttering, "Damn it, I just... flirted with my boss, invited him to my house that night, and even told him... I bought new stockings."

Delilah knelt on the ground with her knees together, her eyes glazed over, looking somewhat broken.

This is probably what they call social death.

On the third floor of Depp Comics, in a somewhat cramped office, the words "Film Division" were written on the door.

When Depp opened the office door, he saw Quentin Baker sitting in front of the computer, disheveled, with a blank expression and a dull look in his eyes.

In the office, countless paper documents and empty wine bottles were scattered haphazardly on the table.

The cigarette butts in the ashtray were piled up like a small mountain.

Furthermore, a wisp of smoke rose from it.

Among these items, a copy of "The Director's Self-Cultivation" is neatly arranged in the center of the table.

Compared to Tony's malicious belittling and careless dismissal, Depp's laissez-faire approach left the guy even more bewildered.

She is still working for Depp and receiving her full salary.

However, since joining the company, he has not been assigned any work. Compared to the busy work he had with Tony, Quentin Baker now feels more like a freeloader.

Perhaps this kind of job, which doesn't require working but still provides a substantial salary, is what many people desire.

But this doesn't align with Quentin Baker's personality and ideals; Quentin Baker is always eager to prove himself to the world.

So right now, he's about to go crazy from being cooped up!

Hearing the door open, Quentin Baker turned his head stiffly to look.

When he saw Depp at the door, his blank eyes gradually brightened.

In the end, this 180-centimeter-tall man pounced on Depp like a hungry wolf, using all four limbs.

"boss!!!"

Quentin Baker, disregarding his already tarnished public image, cried and clung to Depp's leg.

"I need a job, please, please give me some work!"

"I'll do anything you ask, even pour coffee for the comic book club!"

Depp rolled his eyes as he watched Quentin Baker wipe his tears and snot on the suit Tony had just bought for him.

"Alright, alright, I'm here today for our first movie!"

Depp helped Quentin Baker to a chair and sat down opposite him.

What are your plans for this?

Depp casually picked up the documents on the table and asked.

Looking at this article, "On the Main Applications of Beck Virtual Machine in Film," Depp thought to himself, "Looks like this guy has given his virtual reality technology a new name."

Upon hearing Depp mention making a movie, Quentin Baker immediately stopped crying and began a long, rambling speech.

"Ah! I actually have a lot of ideas about movies!"

"For example, we could make a movie about a local hero, Spider-Man!"

"Although comics and movies are different genres, as long as the adaptation is good enough, we can still make a film that everyone can appreciate!"

"And I really like Spider-Man as a superhero. If the boss is willing to let me try to film a Spider-Man IP movie series, I will definitely do my best."

Depp looked at Quentin Baker and thought to himself, "He really likes Spider-Man?"

Indeed, if it weren't for me, you would most likely have driven Peter Parker to the brink of collapse a few years later.

“Spider-Man won’t do, let’s find someone else,” Depp said, as cold as a machine.

Quentin Baker was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he quickly adjusted his mindset and said, "Okay, apart from Spider-Man, I think that with my skills, Superman would be a very suitable subject for film and television adaptation."

"Superman's various superpowers can maximize the potential of the Beck Virtual Machine. Superman is also the first DC series superhero launched by our company. He is currently very popular. As long as we don't mess things up when adapting him into a movie, the box office will definitely not be a problem!"

Depp shook his head: "That won't work either."

Clark's story is one of the biggest assets in his comic book company that he would never allow Quentin Baker, a rookie director, to direct.

"Then...what about Batman?"

Quentin Baker, who had been rejected repeatedly, asked cautiously.

"Batman won't work either. He's a superhero who focuses more on plot and suspenseful detective work, so he can't bring out the true power of the Beck Virtual Machine. We need to find some superheroes who need big-scale, extraordinary battles."

As Depp spoke, he suddenly realized something.

Quentin Baker only mentioned three of his four signature products.

Iron Man, who is on par with Spider-Man, Superman, and Batman, wasn't mentioned by this guy at all!

It seems this guy still holds a grudge against Tony and is even unwilling to make Iron Man movies.

Of course, even if this guy wanted to film it, Depp wouldn't give him the chance.

Even if he is exceptionally talented, Depp is unlikely to hand over these super IPs to him right now, as he is a complete newcomer.