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At the same time, the expressions on the faces of the male parents were different.

Some male parents frowned, their eyes showing vigilance and dissatisfaction, as if they felt that Fisk's appearance threatened their status. Others looked envious and jealous, with their mouths curled and they were mumbling something.

Some male parents looked at Fisk with curiosity and inquiry, trying to find some qualities in him that they did not possess.

What's more, some people even showed a flattering smile, thinking whether they could take this opportunity to make friends with Fisk.

"Mr. Fisk, I don't like going to school!" Gwen took Fisk for a walk around the campus.

She explained why her grades had been getting worse recently.

"The courses in school are too boring. I am not interested in anything the teacher talks about. Every day is just repetitive homework and exams. It feels meaningless." Gwen frowned, looking distressed.

"I understand!" Fisk smiled and touched her head. "School is indeed a boring place."

"I want to be a superhero!" Gwen looked at Fisk pitifully, "Even Spider-Man can be a superhero, why can't I? Besides, Mr. Fisk, you promised me before that you would let me become a real superhero."

Fisk looked at Gwen's pitiful expression and suddenly burst into laughter. Then he stretched out a finger and said to Gwen, "As long as you can make my palm move, I will talk to your mother and let you do what you are interested in after you graduate from here, such as becoming a superhero."

When Gwen heard this, her eyes lit up instantly. She clenched her fists and looked determined to win.

"Okay, Mr. Fisk, that's what you said!" As she said that, she grabbed Fisk's palm with both hands and tried to pull his palm hard.

However, Fisk's arm was like a towering, indestructible mountain. No matter how hard Gwen tried, it didn't move. Gwen's face was red from exhaustion, like a ripe apple. She was panting heavily, her breathing was short and heavy, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

But she still didn't give up, with a stubborn and unyielding look in her eyes, and she kept changing her posture and the direction of her force. She held Fisk's wrist tightly with both hands, leaned back, and tried to pull with her own weight.

Then he moved to Fisk's side and pushed his arm with his shoulder.

After a while, she squatted down again and pushed upwards from the bottom, but no matter how hard she tried, Fisk's palm remained firmly in place.

Gwen is very strong, even stronger than Peter Parker in some ways. After all, she has undergone a period of martial arts training and has mastered the movements and techniques of exerting force.

Whether it was the instantaneous explosive power of her punches or the endurance of her pushes, she performed well. However, in front of Fisk, all of this was not enough.

Fisk is like an unshakable mountain, and Gwen's strength is like an ant trying to shake a tree compared to him.

She pushed and pulled with all her might, but to Fisk, it was like a breeze blowing, unable to move his arm at all. Gwen's efforts were insignificant in front of Fisk's powerful strength, and every time she exerted force, it fell on deaf ears, without any ripples.

A smile appeared on Fisk's face, but when he was about to say something, his pupils suddenly shrank because Gwen actually put his fingers in her mouth.

Fisk subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but soon he felt Gwen licking his fingers, which felt very comfortable.

His body trembled slightly, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, but he quickly regained his senses, rolled his eyes, stretched out his other hand, and gently tapped Gwen's little head, "Ghost girl!"

"Hee hee hee!"

Gwen smiled so much that her eyes almost narrowed into crescents.

"Mr. Fisk, do I win?"

"Of course not." Fisk said firmly, "When you can pull my hand, you will win."

Gwen immediately felt a little lost.

However, the little devil rolled her eyes, and stuck to Fisk again, saying in an ambiguous tone, "Can I challenge Mr. Fisk anytime?"

Fisk was slightly stunned, but didn't think too much about it. "Anytime, as long as you are ready."

Gwen said coquettishly, "It's a deal, Mr. Fisk, you can't go back on your word."

Fisk saw her expression.

For some reason, a sinister premonition flashed through my mind.

But soon, a bell rang in the distance.

This interrupted Fisk's train of thought.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Mr. Fisk, class is about to start. Let's go this way."

The two of them crossed the campus to Gwen's classroom amid the ringing of the bell. This was Fisk's first time in Gwen's classroom.

The classroom is spacious and bright. The sunlight shines through the windows onto the neatly arranged desks, which are spotless.

There is a projection cloth hanging above the blackboard.

The bookshelf at the back of the classroom is filled with all kinds of books, exuding a faint scent of ink. There are also a few pots of green plants in the corner, adding a bit of vitality to the entire classroom.

There are not many students in the class, but today, in order to welcome the arrival of parents, two or three more rows of seats were added at the back.

The seats were neatly arranged, with name tags thoughtfully placed on them.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Fisk saw many familiar faces.

Peter Parker, Mrs. Osborn, Harry Osborn, Justin and his daughter.

Basically, all the students and parents who went to Washington together that day are here.

Of course, Peter Parker and several other students’ families were not in good condition, and Fisk did not see them last time.

Before Fisk came in, they were still whispering, but when Fisk walked in, everyone's eyes moved to him.

Fisk felt the gazes focused on him like a spotlight, with a polite and appropriate smile on his face. The originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze. Peter Parker's eyes were filled with resistance.

Mrs. Osborn rolled her eyes slightly, and Harry Osborn's eyes were filled with suspicion, but Justin's face was full of smiles, even a little flattering.

The classroom door in front was pushed open.

A tall blond female teacher walked in from the front holding a lesson plan.

Her long golden hair fell softly on her shoulders like a waterfall, sparkling with a charming luster.

Her fair skin was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, and her eyes were like azure gems, deep and bright, with wisdom and tenderness in them.

She was wearing a simple white shirt, the slim cut perfectly outlined her slender waist. The black hip-wrapped miniskirt tightly wrapped her perky buttocks, showing her charming curves. A pair of black high heels set off her already slender legs even straighter, and every step she took was an elegant rhythm.

She is a rare beauty.

As she came in, she saw Fisk standing.

She had just taken over this class not long ago.

Therefore, she had not met all the parents. A hint of doubt flashed across her originally calm eyes. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes quickly swept over Fisk.

However, she quickly reacted and realized that the burly man in front of her should be the parent of a student, so she quickly put on a friendly and gentle smile on her face, and said softly, "Dear parent, please find a seat first." Her voice was soft and pleasant, as if it had a magical power to calm people down.

Fisk looked around and sat down next to Justin.

There is a place here that he has specially reserved.

Actually there are two locations.

But in front of Fisk's huge body, the two seats combined were still a little small. His body almost filled up both seats, making it seem a little cramped.

He had to unbutton his suit, but his ferocious muscles still bulged out from the gaps in his shirt, as if they would burst through the thin fabric at any time. Every slight movement caused the surrounding seats to tremble slightly, making people worry about the bearing capacity of the two seats.

I saw Fisk find a seat and sit down.

The female teacher walked up to the podium with a smile, gently put down the lesson plan, cleared her throat and said: "Dear parents and students, welcome to today's parent-teacher meeting." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains.

"My name is Susan Stone. Teacher Teas resigned and I am now the new head teacher of this class."

Then, Susan began to introduce the class situation and students' learning progress in an orderly manner.

However, Susan's eyes couldn't help but linger on Fisk's muscular body several times. She would bite her lips lightly and her eyes flicker. When she realized her loss of composure, she coughed lightly, trying to hide her inner panic and continue to focus on the content of the parent-teacher meeting, but her eyes would still drift in Fisk's direction from time to time.

In fact, many female parents would inadvertently glance at Fisk.

This is a very normal thing.

Just as beautiful women usually attract the attention of men, strong men always attract the attention of women.

This is caused by hormones.

However, Fisk did more than just attract the attention of women today.

It also caught Justin's attention.

Justin didn't expect Fisk to come here, but Fisk actually came, which was just as he wished. He wanted to talk to Fisk and get Fisk's funding. He was also willing to give out 20% of the shares of Hammer Group.

Justin had a flattering smile on his face. He leaned forward slightly and said to Fisk in a low voice, "Mr. Fisk, it's great to see you here."

"I thought so too, Mr. Justin. It has been a long time since we last met in Washington. Thank you for the glass of tequila on the bus."

"Haha, remember, I still have two or three bottles of fine wine in my collection. If you like, I'll personally deliver them to you tonight." Justin's eyes were full of eagerness, and his smile became brighter and brighter, with a flattering tone that almost overflowed. He leaned forward a little more, as if he wanted to stick to Fisk, and his voice was lowered to a level like the buzzing of a mosquito.

"Don't be so polite. This time, it's my turn to treat you no matter what." Fisk's expression was indifferent. Although his tone was calm, it was firm and firm, and he could not refuse. The two of them exchanged pleasantries in a very small voice. Their voices were as weak as silk threads, as if they were squeezed out from between their teeth.

Because they were sitting in the corner and they were both trying to keep their voices down, they didn't attract anyone's attention. The people around them were either concentrating on the teacher's speech or whispering to the people around them, and no one noticed the subtle atmosphere in the corner.

Justin rubbed his hands together unconsciously, while Fisk crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes seemingly casual but actually scrutinizing.

After chatting for a while, Fisk took the initiative to ask: "Mr. Justin, how is business lately?"

Of course Fisk knew that Hammer Group's recent business must not be very good, because with the end of the war, many arms groups that were not large enough or had taken big steps were affected, and Hammer Group would definitely not be an exception.

The smile on Justin's face froze for a moment, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Mr. Fisk, you also know the current situation. The war is over, and orders have dropped significantly. We are having a hard time." He sighed and continued, "Costs are increasing, the market is shrinking, and the Hammer Group is struggling now."

Fisk nodded slightly, with a barely perceptible shrewdness in his eyes, "Indeed, this environment has had a significant impact on us.

So what are Mr. Justin's plans for next?"

To be honest, Fisk was very interested in the Hammer Group, but he didn't have that much spare money.

However, if the price is right.

It's not that he can't get involved.

Although he doesn't have much money, many people are willing to lend him money if he asks.

What's more, he still has a lot of vibranium in his hands, so at worst he can just sell some of it first.

Let me change it into some cash first.

Justin's eyes flashed with anxiety, but he quickly controlled his emotions and tried to appear calm. "Mr. Fisk, this is what I want to talk to you about today. I sincerely hope to get your support and help.

You also know that the current situation is very unfavorable to our Hammer Group, but as long as you are willing to lend a hand, with your strength and resources, the Hammer Group will definitely find a new way out and overcome the current difficulties. " His tone was sincere, with a hint of expectation and pleading in his eyes, while trying to maintain the composure and dignity that a group leader should have.

Fisk glanced at him and sneered in his heart: "Humph, you are obviously in a state of panic, but you are still pretending to be calm. Do you think I can't see it?" But on the surface, Fisk remained calm and said lightly: "Mr. Justin, the current situation is not optimistic. Even if I want to help, I have to consider it carefully. As far as I know, Hammer Group has huge capital and several military factories in the United States. According to common sense, it has enough strength to deal with such a crisis. But this time, it seems that you have made deviations in market judgment and business layout, which has led to this predicament now."

Justin showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Fisk, your analysis is correct. This time, we did make some mistakes in our decision-making. We overestimated the market demand and invested too much in the development of new businesses. But the Hammer Group has a solid foundation. As long as there is enough capital injection and timely adjustment of strategies, we can still turn the situation around. I promise that your investment will be rewarded handsomely."

Fisk frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Mr. Justin, the risks in the business world are difficult to predict. I need more time and information to evaluate the feasibility of this investment. Moreover, to solve the problems of the Hammer Group, I am afraid that it is not enough to simply provide financial support. It also requires comprehensive reform and optimization."

Justin nodded quickly, "Mr. Fisk, don't worry, we already have a detailed reform plan, we just need your help."