C 36

The unscrupulous Anton and Eddie finally thought of Phil Urich, who had the same name as Phil Coulson.

They greeted Annie and Dan, left the hotel, and contacted Phil, who had been tragically forgotten.

"Boss, editor-in-chief, you guys are too fierce!" When Phil Urich saw the two of them, his expression was extremely excited. 

"Your videos have been uploaded on the Internet! There are screenshots of you two everywhere! Especially the boss; you jumped from the Batmobile in the sky to save people. Countless people think that this is the craziest scene this year. The video blogger must have made a crazy profit from this video!"

"What?" Anton looked at Phil in surprise, his eyes widening as he said, "What are you talking about? Why did I jump from the Batmobile? You made a mistake."

"Impossible! You are Batman, boss; you can't hide it from me!" Phil exclaimed. As an insider who had been lurking in San Francisco for so long, combined with the two-way contact with Anton and Eddie from time to time, he had long suspected that Anton was not an ordinary person. 

His expectations for Anton were very high. Even to a certain extent, he was the one who knew Anton best since Anton's arrival in this universe.

Those words circulating on the Internet led Phil, with his uncommon intuition, to be sure that Anton was indeed Batman.

"These words can't be said lightly; they will mislead everyone." Anton retorted, trying to remain calm. He patted Phil on the shoulder and smiled. "Phil, this time the successful defeat of the Life Foundation also has your share. After you go back, you will be Eddie's assistant. At the same time, the bonus this time will help you count the money softly."

"Thank you, boss." Phil was overjoyed. Then he cautiously added, "Boss, don't worry; I won't talk about Batman casually, but can you sign me something with the words Batman? And Bruce Wayne, too. No, I'm a big fan of Batman."

Anton couldn't help but feel helpless at Phil's enthusiasm. "Also, the two monsters that fought on the Golden Gate Bridge yesterday—one of them was Carlton Drake, and the other..."

Phil swallowed, feeling he had missed a lot of things. He looked at Eddie and asked, "Editor-in-chief, wouldn't that monster be you?"

"It is not called a monster; it has a name." Eddie's voice was slightly uncomfortable. Originally, he wanted to give Phil a bonus privately from his ten million. Now this idea had vanished without a trace. 

He continued, "It's called Venom; it's from an alien. You can also call it a symbiote."

"I have to say, your look is a bit strange... uh, how can I say it? It's like God created human beings and accidentally sneezed while using excessive force." The talkative Phil couldn't control himself, thinking he was being tactful.

Eddie's mouth twitched. "I do not like him," Venom's voice echoed in his head. "He actually said that I am ugly! I am going to eat this kid! He must be the villain you introduced in the previous three chapters of our appointment!"

"No, he is just a simple mouth!" Eddie gritted his teeth, lowering his voice.

"Editor-in-chief, what are you talking about?" Phil looked at Eddie curiously.

"I'm talking to the monster in your mouth, and it's parasitic in my body right now," Eddie explained gloomily. "Just now, you said he was ugly and angered him; he said he would eat you..."

"What?" Phil paled with fright. He quickly explained, "No, no! I didn't say it looks ugly; I just… I just think that he looks too… not delicate! Yes, just not delicate!"

Eddie was speechless. Didn't it mean ugly?

"Okay, I have something to deal with when I return to New York. It's okay; Eddie, do you want to go back with me?" Anton interrupted them.

"Not now. I am going to stay for another two days." Eddie shook his head.

When Anton heard this, he immediately thought of Annie and then of Dan. He felt that the color of Lewis head was greener and finally looked at Phil. 

Phil actually didn't want to go back to New York right away. He wanted to talk to Eddie, but he shuddered when thinking of the monster in Eddie's body. He said categorically, "Boss, of course, I am going with you."

Anton nodded and said goodbye to Eddie: "I am waiting for you in New York."

"Okay." Eddie watched the two leave.

...

"Boss, is this your private jet?" Phil felt the private jet of the rich family for the first time, filled with envy and admiration.

When Anton came, he booked a plane ticket, but for the convenience of going back, after arriving in San Francisco, he asked Jameson to transfer his plane.

"It's so cool!" Phil exclaimed, looking happy. Thinking of the bonus he was about to get, he felt that this trip was not a loss.

"Sir, the plane is about to take off; please fasten your seat belt," the beautiful stewardess said with a smile as she walked by.

Phil's eyes went wide. Anton had long been used to it, closing his eyes and resting. A few hours later, the plane arrived in New York, and the two walked out of the airport. At this time, Betty was waiting outside.

"Miss Betty," Phil smiled upon seeing her. "Long time no see."

"Phil." Betty greeted him and then looked at Anton. "Something happened."

"What?" Anton was taken aback, confused. "What can happen?"

"About Batman's identity," Betty said, her expression serious. "A lot of people now think you are Batman, and citizens are about to put a coffin on you."

"How can it be?" Anton exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. "They have no evidence!"

Betty's heart moved slightly. Anton did not deny his identity as Batman, which she found interesting. 

"Don't forget, you took a plane to San Francisco, and then Batman appeared in San Francisco, also solving the founder of the Life Foundation, Carlton Drake. He is a deadly enemy of the Daily Bugle," Betty explained.

"How do citizens know that I am in San Francisco?" Anton frowned, his mind racing.

"Don't overestimate the principles of airlines," Betty said with a smirk, clearly enjoying the moment. "Anyway, you should first figure out how to face media inquiries."

"Damn airlines!" Anton cursed under his breath, his face darkening.

It's not that Batman's identity couldn't be revealed at all. The problem was that he was not Tony Stark; he wasn't good at high-profile exposure and had no plans for it.

"Don't respond to online topics for now," Anton thought for a moment and said with irritation. "I don't want to accept any media interviews, including the Daily Bugle."

"Understand," Betty shrugged. "In addition, Batman's box office has exceeded 400 million, and the overseas box office has reached 200 million. The global box office has reached 600 million. Congratulations, the genius director."

"It's not over yet; there is still a screening period of almost half a month," Anton finally heard good news and smiled. "My goal is one billion globally."

"By the way, Jim couldn't find you recently. He asked me to tell you that he wanted to host a party to celebrate the global box office of Batman Begins exceeding 600 million," Betty added.

"I think this is an opportunity to announce that the Jameson family has officially set foot in the entertainment industry."

"It makes sense," Anton replied, pondering the possibilities. "Respond to Jim for me and tell him I agreed."

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