Negotiation

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However, he wasn't easily fooled by Daisy. He secretly calculated what he considered a reasonable amount, then handed her a bank card. "Remember, this is my personal money, and has nothing to S.H.I.E.L.D."

Daisy nodded quickly, taking the bank card.

After the conversation, Fury opened the car door and walked away.

Watching him disappear into the night, Daisy laughed lightly, Personal money? Who would believe that?! S.H.I.E.L.D. has established over a hundred secret bases worldwide under the jurisdiction of the Council.

But beyond this, Nick Fury personally established numerous safe houses globally. In a plot, after a series of events like being taken over by the government, breached by Hydra, and even some self-destructed, there were conservatively estimated to be around thirty!

His safe houses weren't just typical living spaces. Missile launch silos, helipads, various training facilities, all kinds of weapons and ammunition, explosion-proof, gas-proof, and protection against a myriad of threats. Although called safe houses, they were, in reality, military bases.

Setting up over thirty military bases discreetly, how did a director on a salary manage to accumulate such wealth?

Facts have proved that Nick Fury was the top embezzler of public funds in the Marvel world! Moreover, he had no predecessors or successors in this regard. Even Hydra, skilled in digging the walls of organizations, couldn't match his audacity. The World Security Council was very dissatisfied with Fury. It was not unreasonable to want to replace him due to his extravagant expenses, which were to the point of burdening several member countries.

No one knew how many contingencies he had prepared, even against his most trusted subordinates, he was guarding.

The conversation didn't touch on the topic of superpowers from start to finish. Daisy could only assume the worst and concluded that Fury knew about her abilities but chose to keep it a secret, not choosing to say because he wanted to be the only one to know this secret and take it out at appropriate time.

Of course, Daisy could choose to kill him to keep the secret, but she didn't have the certainty. Nick Fury wasn't the wastewood as portrayed in movies. As a member of the Brotherhood of the Shield, one of the Zodiac Twelve, he had experienced countless challenges and surely held many trump cards. If she failed to kill him and he escaped, it would be endless trouble.

Daisy didn't see the need for such drastic action. Taking a small amount of money from him could improve their relationship. At least, that's what she thought.

She quickly checked the balance; it was a $50,000 bank card, which finally alleviated her financial crisis.

She didn't immediately rush to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy but instead gathered her few subordinates the next day to discuss the marketing of big data.

James Wesley, despite initial resistance, eventually came. A regular high school dropout wouldn't attract him, but being a superpower was an important factor in his decision. Deep down, he was still a believer in the supremacy of the power from the underworld.

Gang Sergeant James Wesley, as the company's operator, technical support from David Lieberman, a man of science and engineering with outstanding patience, along with the almost untouchable legal advisor Miss Matsumoto, who had almost become a lethal target. This was Daisy's current cronies.

The personnel might seem a bit mismatched, but all three had high potential. James controls the criminal empire with Kingpin, David is the National Security Agency investigator "Microchip", and Miss Matsumoto becomes the cold-blooded assassin, Lady Bullseye. They all had great potential.

Daisy just needed to integrate their abilities, and entering the Fortune 500 wouldn't be a problem.

"Everyone, last night, I got another free sponsorship, a $50,000 contribution, and I've already transferred it to the company account. Our big data analysis and development phase are complete. Let's discuss thoughts on the next stage?" Daisy, as the boss, addressed her team. The company was almost falling apart, and she had to reluctantly inject money into the company account.

Miss Matsumoto, as the 'retainer', was the first to speak. It was evident she had thought about the issue for a few days, "We don't have much reputation initially. Can we start by recommending to small and medium-sized enterprises? Although the income may be less, establishing a good reputation can bring continuous business in the future."

As a lawyer in her home country, Miss Matsumoto had already walked away from that nightmare environment. Besides a bit of excitement when seeing Daisy, she had returned to normal.

She presented her thoughts in an organized manner, although some key terms were not used appropriately, and she repeated them in Japanese.

Having spent some time with her, Daisy could understand a few sentences in Japanese. James Wesley, who had facilitated the New York Underworld League, was proficient in Chinese, Japanese, English, Russian, and several other languages.

Upon hearing Miss Matsumoto's suggestion, he scoffed with a touch of disdain and replied in Japanese, "Why bother with those small businesses? If we want to do it, let's cooperate with major corporations."

His contemptuous attitude provoked Miss Matsumoto, who swiftly pulled out a dagger from her backpack.

This move startled James, who quickly turned to look at Daisy.

Daisy found it amusing. Miss Matsumoto had been trained for a few days, and her assertiveness was beginning to show. Even if she couldn't reach the level of Lady Bullseye in the future, she wouldn't turn into a weak woman.

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's have a harmonious discussion. Maki is a very gentle girl," Daisy smoothed things over, prompting Miss Matsumoto to put away the dagger.

Miss Matsumoto immediately changed her demeanor, bowing humbly and apologizing to James and David, who were also startled. This little episode passed.

Daisy pondered for a moment. From her perspective, she also wanted to make money with major corporations, gain fame quickly, and receive a steady stream of orders and money in the future. That would be in line with the efficient operating mechanism of modern society. The Japanese approach of building a reputation and securing repeat customers didn't fully apply in the rapidly developing environment of New York.

However, reputation was not entirely irrelevant. The conduct of major corporations was well-known – arrogance and dominance defined them. It was difficult to get in, and their faces were hard to look at.

Their group, a female high school dropout, a gang strategist, a patient otaku, and a Japanese woman who couldn't be provoked, were not important figures. Dreaming of high-profile receptions from major corporations was unrealistic.

Iron Man 3's main villain, Dr. Killian, was initially stood up by Stark, spending the night alone on the rooftop. This was a clear example.

Their combination was not as impressive as his; after all, he was a Ph.D. who could attend the New Millennium Symposium, not an unknown person.

Their only advantage was having relatively high attractiveness in this era where looks still mattered.

Daisy asked the gang strategist, "Mr. Wesley, do you have any connections that we can leverage?"

He glanced at her and replied, "If I had connections, would I be here with you?"

Daisy was speechless for a moment. It seemed that Kingpin's current status wasn't mixed up as it used to be. His primary assistant had no connections whatsoever.

It's worth noting that when Kingpin became the underground emperor of New York, with James serving as his public representative, and even meeting influential figures like Obadiah Stane and Norman Osborn, the powerful leaders of major corporations, didn't require appointments. He could just walk in.

Now, it appeared that things had changed, and Daisy had to think of another way.

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