Chapter 111 Agent Colson

  The fast-tracked C17 transport plane went straight to Washington, and finally landed at Washington Dulles International Airport.

   "It looks like you are having fun?" Kate, dressed in cool clothes, twisted her waist and walked to Fisher, "Bring it!"

"what?"

   "Isn't there a gift?"

"In the bag, I'll get it for you!" Fisher wryly took out a fox fur coat that he had found in London to hand-customize from his rucksack. It was a 100% vintage British style, and the thread was braided with gold silk. Yes, in addition to the first time, there were also a pile of jewelry and gems from Prince Faisal. Fisher was like an inverted building block, slamming things on the seat of the car.

   "These are all for you!"

   "Hmph, count you acquainted!" Kate sat back in his seat happily, playing with gems while poking his feet on Fisher in the driver's seat.

   "Oh, by the way, the Ministry of National Defense would like to invite you to visit, but I didn’t say what you are doing!"

   "Hmm, what else?" Fisher started the engine and steered Lamborghini out of the runway and headed for the viaduct.

   "Also, the scientific research ship you sent to the North Pole has been changed for three waves, but still did not find the plane and the person you mentioned, are you deceived?"

"No hurry, let them keep looking. There are a lot of scientific expeditions on the North Pole. Maybe you can find them after turning around!" Fisher waved his hand indifferently. The polar expedition teams he sponsored were actually more than just a few. Those who went to Captain America to investigate the Arctic submarine oil and gas resources. Although Iraq’s oil production is sufficient for the daily use of the giants, and there is even a surplus for sale, they have food in their hands. Don’t panic. Don’t look at Stark. When it comes to clean energy or something, even if he does it, the people still drive oil and gas vehicles on the road. So at least in the last ten years, oil is still very important. As for the future, the Titan will definitely complete the industrial upgrade at that time. !

"Oh, yes, in the past few months you have left, the reconstruction of Sokovia has begun. The engineering team of the Adams Consortium is the first to enter the site! There are also two large power plants that we initially plan to build. The water plant has begun to take shape, and according to your instructions, half of the local people are employed. They are very enthusiastic and often work overtime voluntarily!"

  "Voluntarily work overtime? Do the group of people in the consortium pay for overtime work?"

   "Well, it's done, the person in charge didn't want to post it at first, and thought that a supper would be enough, and then he was trained by Mr. Carter who was visiting!"

Carter was Fisher’s cheap uncle. Originally, he wanted to throw all the consortium to Fisher and enjoy the dividends by himself. However, in order to avoid taking over the family business, Fisher ran to serve as a soldier, so the cheap uncle had to do it himself. When Fisher established the Titan, Uncle Qi also directly drew a professional administrative team to help in the past, and now, the return obtained by the consortium can be many times more abundant than the original investment.

"That's good, Atlas' reputation is very important!" Fisher nodded in satisfaction. Although he has become a capitalist in his life, he has never squeezed the working class, the Chinese white-skinned mixed-race of the Titan Company. But they are all treated the same!

  What, you mean black? Blacks who abide by laws and regulations can naturally get good treatment, and they can die as far as they can when they take drugs and grass. This is the reason why the number of blacks in the giant is very small. The blacks who do not touch the grass these days are rare, and there are only a handful of the giants combat troops. For example, the Prophet, he is a mixed black and white, from childhood to large-scale academics. I read books and exercise every day, and occasionally have a drink in the bar of the barracks. There is a Jewish Italian girlfriend who is a lawyer, so this is the gap!

  When Fisher returned to his office and just took a seat, before he had time to turn on the computer, Kate and her secretarial team walked in with a pile of files and data boards grinning.

  "These documents are all statements, the outbound documents that need your signature, and the transfer documents from the military. What are you doing? Come on!" Kate raised her fist, but the smile on her face could no longer be restrained.

  "What about you?" Looking at the piles of documents and reports as high as his desk, Fisher was really dumbfounded. Before, he could still sign a cup of tea for a day, but now, forget it!

   "I'm going to take my sisters to go shopping! The black-hearted boss is not there, everyone has been working for a long time, relax!"

   "Then you should be short of someone who pays!"

   "No, I have already sent the bonus, goodbye!" Kate swayed and gave Fisher a kiss, then walked out.

   "Oh, then deal with it!" He untied the tie worth 50,000 and dropped it on the ground at will. Fisher sat back in his office chair and began to correct the document wholeheartedly.

  The dusk was approaching, and Fisher, who signed and looked at the documents for a whole day, finally finished all the work. He took a sip of his cold coffee, and then pressed the bell on the table.

   "Sir!" A female secretary who stayed on duty pushed open the door.

  "Help me book a place at the terryblack Texas barbecue restaurant!"

  The secretary took the order and made arrangements in less than five minutes.

The main dish of this rotisserie is ribs that are bigger than an adult’s face. With the addition of home-brewed beer and vegetable salad, it may not look good, but the taste is absolutely amazing. The ribs are grilled with apple wood and walnut wood. Excellent!

  Fucked a big mouthful of cold beer, Fisher grabbed a rib and tore off a large piece of meat with satisfaction.

  "Hello, can I sit here?" Just as Fisher was having a good time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sat down across the table.

  The other person is not tall, has a slightly higher hairline, and has a gentle smile on his face, which is very friendly.

   "Yes!" Fisher picked up a tissue and wiped his hands, then suddenly smiled when he saw the other person's face.

   "What's wrong with me?" Coleson looked at the target who suddenly laughed at him, and couldn't help feeling a little at a loss.

   "No, I just think you are like a friend of mine, he likes to dance and sing in women's clothing!"

   "Uh, women's clothing?" Coleson suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart, but his years of spying experience still made him nod calmly.

   "Mr. Fisher, introduce yourself, I am Agent Colson of S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

  "S.H.I.E.L.D.? Have you finally changed your name?"

"Yes, we have obtained permission from the U.S. government to formally use the identity of S.H.I.E.L.D.E.L.D. to conduct activities!" Coleson nodded, and his face was very happy. They will not need to take fake FBI or cia certificates in the future. NS!

   "Oh, what about your Sitwell agent, he used to come to me!"

"Agent Sitwell... he has something to do!" Coleson was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't say that because you gave too much rebate, so the chief should transfer yourself to take advantage of it. Such words, how can Coleson say exit.

   "Oh, that's right, I don't know what Agent Colson came to call me?"

   "That's it, Mr. Fisher, we S.H.I.E.L.D. hope to take a group of people from the giant prisoner of war camp!"

"who?"

  "All the members of the Ten Rings Gang who participated in the attack on Mr. Tony Stark, we need to learn some information from them!"

   "Oh, those people, of course you can, but these prisoners of war are all members of the labor reform in the labor camp. They have to atone for their previous crimes, so!"

   “Of course, SHIELD is currently planning to purchase a batch of your Xi’an transport aircraft, and the person in charge will come to discuss the details tomorrow!”

   "Understand, in a week, those people will be sent back to the United States by Titan's transport plane!"

   "Thank you!" After saying this, the good guy is about to leave.

   "Don't go, Agent Colson, this shop tastes very good, let's have some!" After that, Fisher didn't wait for the consent of the other party, and directly asked the waiter to serve another beer.

  (End of this chapter)