Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

There were Coke and pizza on the table next to them, which were simple foods they used to replenish their energy during the guard breaks. Fisk nodded slightly as a response to them, and then directly opened the room.

The room is in Japanese style. New York First People's Hospital is the only charitable private hospital open to the poor in New York City.

But this does not mean that it does not have its own international facilities. In fact, New York First People's Hospital is still a large international hospital.

This can be clearly seen from the wards of various shapes.

Just like the ward in front of you, it is completely Japanese style.

The tatami is laid flat on the ground, exuding a faint grass fragrance, giving people a peaceful and comfortable feeling. The exquisite screen stands beside, with delicate landscape patterns painted on it, as if presenting a beautiful painting in front of you. The sunny doll on the window sways gently with the breeze, and its cute appearance adds a sense of playfulness and warmth to the whole room.

It is no exaggeration to say that the facilities alone can make Japanese patients feel like they are at home. Every detail has been carefully designed and arranged, from the soft cushions to the exquisite tea sets, all of which reflect the care and attention to patients.

Mrs. Stacy really put in a lot of effort. She knew very well the loneliness and anxiety that people who were sick in a foreign country felt, so she worked hard to create a familiar and warm environment so that patients could recover better.

However, this ward had never been used until the arrival of this woman—Uesugi Riie!

Her face was still a little pale and she lay motionless on the hospital bed.

However, my eyes were fixed on the TV not far away, which was playing Friends, a masterpiece that I never get tired of watching. The familiar theme song sounded, and the laughter of the characters in the show seemed to penetrate the silence of the ward, bringing a touch of warmth and vitality to this slightly deserted space.

Her English seemed good, and she could even understand some obscure English jokes. Whenever a humorous scene appeared in the play, the corners of her mouth would slightly rise, and her eyes would sparkle with understanding.

She was immersed in the plot, as if she had temporarily forgotten her illness, letting her thoughts fly freely in that world full of friendship and joy.

As if she had noticed something, she turned her head and looked at Fisk, and her face suddenly flushed. The blush was like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and moving. There was a hint of shyness and surprise in her eyes, as if she didn't expect Fisk to appear at this time.

Fisk looked at the girl.

Sat on the sofa nearby.

He opened the small refrigerator next to the sofa and took out a bottle of Coke.

Fisk casually opened the Coke and took a sip, then said with a smile: "You've recovered well. You look much better." Uesugi RiEi glanced at Fisk and lowered her head: "Thank you, Mr. Fisk, thank you for saving me with your blood."

Fisk waved his hand slightly, "Don't be so polite, this is what I should do.

After all, your life is worth 5 billion U.S. dollars. Besides, you are lucky to be able to bear my blood." His eyes revealed a calm and indifferent look, as if this was just a trivial matter.

Uesugi Rie bit her lip, her eyes gleaming with gratitude, "I really don't know how to repay you, Mr. Fisk. I will never forget it." Her voice was soft and sincere, full of respect for Fisk.

Fisk said calmly: "They want me to kill you, and in return they are willing to give me another 5 billion dollars.

However, I am not short of money for the time being.

So, what are your plans next?"

Uesugi Rie's body shook slightly and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

She took a deep breath and said slowly: "Mr. Fisk, I am very grateful that you did not listen to their request. I don't know what the future will be like, but I don't want to go back to that place full of fighting and conspiracy. I want to start my life again here and find a place that belongs to me."

Fisk nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "You are very brave. However, you should know that your family will not let you go easily, but you don't have to worry too much..." Fisk turned his head and saw Sister Maria walking in from outside, "Sister? Why are you here?"

Sister Maria came in from outside, carrying fruits and sushi. But the sushi looked like it was bought from a fast food convenience store on the street.

Fisk nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: “You are very brave.

However, you must know that your family will not let you go easily.

But you don't have to worry too much. As long as you are here, under my protection, they won't dare to act rashly. But don't leave New York... go to college!" Fisk's tone was firm and confident, bringing a sense of relief to Uesugi Rie.

Fisk suddenly turned his head and saw Sister Maria walking in from outside.

The moment her figure appeared at the door, it seemed to bring a breath of tranquility and peace.

"Sister? Why are you here?" Fisk's tone was filled with surprise and confusion.

Sister Maria came in from outside, carrying fruits and sushi.

However, the sushi looked like it was bought from a fast food convenience store on the street.

The sushi's packaging was simple and the color wasn't bright, but Sister Maria's thoughtfulness made this gift particularly precious.

She smiled and said, "I came to see Li Hui. I was afraid that she might not be used to eating pasta, so I bought some sushi first... Little Fisk, I saw the shadow of Fuzi in her... Alas!" At this point, Sister Maria sighed, and her eyes revealed deep nostalgia and sadness.

When she founded Bloodthirsty Maria, Fuzi was only a teenager and was raised by her.

Fuzi was like her own daughter, and they had experienced countless ups and downs together. Although those days were full of hardship and danger, they were also full of warmth and joy.

Fisk was also silent. It seemed that he had been in a coma for almost a year.

During this period, he did try to save Fa Zi. He and Melanie used all their resources to find the best doctors and the most advanced medical equipment, but Fa Zi's condition did not improve.

At first, Fisk thought it was just because of the lack of medical skills. However, after Fisk gained the ability to see people's souls, he discovered that Fuzi's soul had disappeared long ago, which meant that what was left of her was just a body.

However, the same thing still applies - just because there is no way to save it now doesn't mean there will be no way to save it in the future.

The three of them chatted for a while, and although the atmosphere was a bit solemn, it also carried a hint of warm hope.

At this moment, Lester suddenly walked in from the door. His steps were a little hurried, and his figure brought a slight breeze. There was a serious look on his face, and the serious expression seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze, which made people feel uneasy.

Lester leaned close to Fisk's ear and whispered a few words. His voice was very low, like the rustling of leaves in the breeze, and it was difficult for others to hear clearly. Fisk's face also became a little strange and playful.

His eyes flashed with complex lights, with surprise, thought, and a subtle hint of teasing. That expression was like a chess player who saw an unexpected chess game and was thinking about the next move.

"Since you didn't even let me enjoy Thanksgiving, I'll let you know when to be thankful."

Fisk narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a dangerous light. He slowly stood up and adjusted his collar, and a powerful aura instantly spread.

"Lester, get ready. Since some people are being rude, we should teach them a lesson." Fisk's voice was deep and powerful, as if he was issuing an unquestionable order. Lester immediately straightened his back, nodded respectfully, and turned to follow Fisk's instructions.

Sister Maria watched Fisk's actions, feeling both worried about the unknown situation and relieved, as if everything could be solved as long as Fisk was there. Fisk turned his head and looked at them, his mouth slightly raised, revealing an unpredictable smile.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a few minor inconveniences and will be sorted out soon.

Those who are not aware will soon understand that on this special day, gratitude is not just a word, but a force.”

Chapter 225 Financial War!

Fisk was attacked.

This crisis does not come from a physical attack, but rather originates from the invisible and intangible yet turbulent financial market.

San Fisker Group has strong strength and huge value, but it has not been listed. This is not because it lacks the conditions for listing, but because the time is not yet ripe. Fisker has a very clear plan.

At least, he had to wait until all the group projects under his control were stable before he could consider going public to make money. In his conception, going public was a key strategic step that must be carried out at the most appropriate time to maximize benefits.

However, recently Fisker's San Fisker Group has launched a series of acquisitions. He has targeted many potential companies that are on the verge of bankruptcy due to poor management or broken capital chains. Among them, there are companies like Osborne Group and Hammer Group that were originally strong, but ran into problems for various reasons.

These companies have deep roots and good reputations in the industry, and although they are currently in trouble, in Fisker's eyes, they are still valuable assets because they all have rich industrial reputations.

These companies have not been delisted and cannot be delisted.

They play a vital role in Fisker's strategic layout. At least, before Fisker fully assembled his group, these companies were independent entities, but they were closely connected to each other. They are like parts of a puzzle, together forming part of Fisker's grand business blueprint.

Now, the funding chain that connects these companies comes from the foundation under the San Fisk Group.

The foundation plays a key role in the entire business system. It provides financial support to various companies to ensure their stable operation.

However, these companies are now under fierce attack from the financial ocean. The invisible pressure is like surging waves, hitting them wave after wave. The fluctuations in the financial market and the malicious suppression of competitors have put these companies in a difficult situation.

To make matters worse, even the Foundation has come under electronic attack.

The malicious intrusion by hackers has thrown the foundation's financial operations into chaos and seriously threatened data security. The flow of funds has been disrupted, and important data may be stolen or destroyed, which has brought huge risks to the entire group.

This series of attacks put Fisk Group into an unprecedented predicament.

Went into the room.

Angela, Monica, and Ena Maynard all arrived.

After Fisk came in, Lester closed the door.

Ena Maynard's face turned purple with anger. As soon as she saw Fisk, she started yelling, "Boss, this must be a premeditated financial storm. The share prices of all the listed companies we acquired have been maliciously raised, and all this is due to the market fluctuations caused by the plunge of Tony Stark Industries. The masterminds behind the scenes obviously saw the right opportunity and attacked us when the problems of Stark Industries attracted everyone's attention. Their methods are extremely insidious and cunning. By buying a large number of stocks of our companies, they created a false prosperity and raised the share price, putting us in an extremely passive situation."

Ena Maynard paused for a moment, took a breath and continued, "The current situation is extremely serious. We must come up with a response plan as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. These inflated stock prices may collapse at any time. Once this happens, we will not only suffer huge economic losses, but also affect the stability of the entire group. Moreover, I strongly suspect that there are powerful forces behind this. Their purpose is not just to target these companies of ours, and there is a high possibility that there are deeper plots. These behind-the-scenes masterminds carefully planned this financial attack. Their meticulous strategy and decisive actions make people have to be vigilant. They seem to know our business layout very well, accurately found our weak links, and launched this sudden attack."

Monica patted Ena Maynard gently, signaling her to calm down, and then said to Fisk: "I rushed over as soon as I heard the news.

All the accountants, accountants, and financial experts in the group were blood descendants. Under the pressure of the bloodline level, they were like chess pieces that were firmly locked, and there was no possibility of betrayal. The bloodline level pressure was like a solid shackle that tightly bound everyone.

Therefore, it is certain that the problem could not have occurred within the group. We can rule out the possibility of an insider committing the crime and focus the investigation on external forces.”

Fisk nodded and turned his gaze to Angela, who pondered for a moment, as if organizing her words: "The financial groups that attacked us are all overseas. They are located in Europe, Latin America, Asia and even Africa. The capital flows of all financial groups are uniform, and it is obvious that they are organized and planned. If you say that there is no one behind this, I absolutely don't believe it.

And now everyone is focusing on Tony Stark's Stark Industries stock price. Everyone wants to short this big pie and make huge profits from it. Stark Industries' stock price is getting worse and worse. This market turmoil has also brought us great pressure. We must find a response plan as soon as possible, otherwise we may suffer heavy losses in this financial storm.

At the same time, we also need to conduct in-depth investigations into the background and purpose of these overseas financial groups in order to better respond to their attacks.”

Fisk nodded, sat on the chair and looked at Lester again. The latter shrugged and was the most relaxed among the few people: "Don't look at my boss. I don't have any source of information. However, the money transferred from Japan has not been signed for yet, and it has not been transferred to the foundation yet. Should this money be deducted first, or transferred to other accounts?"

Fisk shook his head, and after thinking for a moment, his fingers kept jumping and hitting on the table. He slowly said, "I think you may think this matter is a little complicated. It doesn't need to be so complicated. When others make a move, we will counter it. It's a simple attack and defense, but this time I am not familiar with the financial field. Speaking of this, I suddenly have an idea." Fisk suddenly raised his voice and said, "I have enemies all over the world, but now I can mobilize tens of billions of dollars to attack me at one time. I am not bragging. There are really few people who can do it. I also risked my life to collect tens of billions of dollars."

His eyes became deep and sharp, and he continued to analyze: "The other party was able to mobilize so many US dollars instead of spending money to hire assassins or throw missiles or even nuclear bombs at me, which shows that the other party knows how terrifying my strength is.

They know that confronting me with force is not a wise move and may lead to disastrous consequences.

That's why they used this safer method to attack me. But money is not that important to me. With my own strength, if I want to overturn the table, no one can stop me.

I am fully capable of taking extreme measures to deal with this crisis. However, the other party chose to use this method within the rules to deal with me, which means that the other party does not want me to overturn the table and do not want both sides to be destroyed.

If that's the case, then the other party must be asking for something."

Fisk showed a confident smile, as if everything was under his control: "Since you have something to ask for, it will be much simpler, and there is no need to struggle too much. Since the other party has put forward conditions, let's wait until they put the conditions on the negotiation table!

As long as the other party is willing to put forward the conditions, then I will know who is involved in this matter.

By then, we can formulate a more targeted response strategy to resolve this crisis. I want to see who has the guts to stir up trouble on my territory. "

As everyone listened to Fisk's analysis, the tension in their hearts eased a little.

Ena Maynard spoke first: "Boss, now all we can do is wait for the other party to propose conditions?

Shouldn't we take some proactive measures to investigate?"

Fisk shook his head slightly. "There's no need to rush. Since the other party has carefully planned this financial attack, they will definitely not reveal their true colors easily. If we act rashly now, we might alert the enemy.

Moreover, with the information we currently have, it is difficult to conduct a targeted investigation. It is better to wait and see what happens."

Monica continued, "But what if the other party doesn't put forward any conditions? Will we always be in a passive state?"

Fisk's mouth curled up, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. "They won't wait too long. They spent such a huge price to launch this attack, and they must have an urgent purpose. Moreover, they also know that the longer the time is delayed, the more variables there will be.

So we just have to be patient and be ready to respond at any time.”

Angela nodded thoughtfully, "That makes sense. While we're waiting, we can strengthen the management and monitoring of our companies to prevent other unexpected situations."