American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Daybreak arrived quickly. Qi Shan leisurely finished breakfast at Noah's house, and only then did the white-skinned giant from the hospital catch up.

This fellow spent about two or three hours not only cleaning up the traces in the hospital room but also completing the discharge procedures for Qi Shan.

The whole process went smoothly without attracting anyone's attention.

Bai Jue, perfectly disguised as Noah, set off early in the morning. Besides dealing with the environmental department of Noah's company and a newly hired supervisor, he also needed to liquidate Noah's total assets.

America is an ocean of capital games. Any company that wants to grow and thrive must accept capital infusion.

Noah's environmental recycling company was no exception. With a registered capital of only 1 million US dollars, it had five or six directors, big and small.

It seemed that these people were basically kept in the dark by Noah, still believing that the company truly possessed a super bacterium that could perfectly decompose pollutants.

They would even contact Noah with business opportunities every now and then.

By falsely reporting research and development expenses and falsely reporting processing fees, and skimming from both ends, the intermediate profit was very limited. After being divided among several shareholders, although the return on investment was quite good from an investment ratio perspective,

the shareholders' actual gains were less than 1/10 of Noah's.

Therefore, Qi Shan didn't plan to touch them.

A nobody employee suddenly taking over a company could easily attract the attention of the FBI.

It was better to keep Noah in the front as a target, while Qi Shan quietly made a fortune.

After all, Qi Shan had no interest in money; as long as he could maintain his standard of living, that was okay.

A security department supervisor position was just right to explain his recent improvement in living standards.

The giant was named Lars.

According to him, this name was given to him by the priest who found him at the orphanage gate 32 years ago.

It was said that his parents, a pair of scoundrels who ran to Las Vegas for a secret affair, each had their own families. Therefore, from the moment Lars was born, he was destined to be an orphan.

Fortunately, he had several innate advantages. He had been tall and strong since he was a child. After graduating from a public college, he joined the army by chance and later entered a military contracting company, having carried out missions in Africa, Afghanistan, South America, and other places.

He had fired guns, seen blood, and knew the taste of being broke, so when he was under Noah, he had always been diligent and belonged to the most loyal lackey group.

After being controlled by Qi Shan, he was indeed very useful.

As soon as Qi Shan expressed his intention to go to the orphanage, Lars got a black official car waiting in the front yard.

Originally, they could have gone directly with a large number of people, but considering that it was already dawn, there were many people on the street, and the intersections were full of chaotic cameras, although Qi Shan was not afraid of being exposed, it was better to avoid such things as much as possible.

So, around 9:00 AM, Qi Shan took two black official cars directly to the orphanage in Manhattan.

Orphanage, director's office.

Qi Shan sat opposite an old nun with gray hair. Lars stood expressionlessly behind him, adding a bit of imposing manner to Qi Shan.

The old nun had been in the orphanage for almost her entire life, and it was the first time she had seen someone come with a bodyguard, so she couldn't help but take another look.

"Mr. Frank Rocks, I don't know why you insist on seeing me. If you just want to adopt one or two children, I think the training director would be very happy to help you!"

The old nun pointed to a plump woman with neatly permed hair sitting not far away, who showed a gentle smile. The look in her eyes towards Qi Shan even held a hint of expectation.

Qi Shan handed it over and placed it on the table, gently pushing it over: "About three months ago, my family of three had a very serious car accident. My wife died on the spot, and I lost consciousness and have been in the hospital until last night when I suddenly regained consciousness.

Originally, I was not allowed to be discharged from the hospital in such a short period of time, but Linda's news made me a little restless.

So, after dawn, I rushed over as quickly as possible. I hope the orphanage can return Linda to me."

The director glanced at Qi Shan, flipping through the documents: "Mr. Rocks, your situation is a bit complicated. The reason your daughter was sent here is because the child protection agency believed that you had lost your guardianship.

Therefore, there is no one's name on the signature line.

Linda was not brought to the orphanage by you personally, so you cannot take her back. Some procedures require the signature of the child protection agency."

Qi Shan frowned and said: "Are you saying that only the child protection agency can send my daughter back to me?"

"Although not entirely accurate, that's roughly what it means. Mr. Rocks, I hope you can understand. After all, we are a non-profit orphanage organization.

There are quite a few orphans in the orphanage, which inevitably attracts covetous eyes. For their safety, we need to bear a great responsibility," the director said in an unchanged tone.

Qi Shan smiled: "You're right, running an orphanage is indeed not easy. How about this, I donate 30,000 US dollars to improve the children's living facilities.

For example, building a small swimming pool. Children like to play in the water, and more exercise is good for their growth, isn't it?"

The old director raised her eyelids, and a few more smiles appeared on her face.

"Thank you for Mr. Rocks's generous donation. It is with the support of social elites like you that the orphanage can go further.

Then wait a moment, and the training director will take you to the donation place…"

Qi Shan shook his head and interrupted her: "I'm sorry, we're a little short on time. Can you please ask the training director to donate it for me!"

Qi Shan reached into his pocket, and a tiny space-time vortex appeared, spitting out a thin bank card.

Qi Shan casually grabbed it and gently placed it on the table.

"In 10 minutes, there will be 30,000 US dollars in this card. The password is on the back of the card!"

The training director immediately beamed with joy, quickly stepped forward, and directly took the bank card.

"Thank you for Mr. Rocks's donation. I'll take care of this small matter for you!"

Qi Shan nodded and thanked her, then looked at the director.

The old nun sighed and made the sign of the cross on her chest: "Separating children from their loving parents is a sin that even God will not forgive. Child protection organizations sometimes act too subjectively, and inevitably there will be errors. I will communicate with their superiors about this."

Qi Shan said: "Thank you so much!"

The training director stood up: "Mr. Rocks, please wait a moment, I'll go bring Linda over!"