Luke never believed in the idea that a king's domineering aura would cause all to submit to him. That was a plot from a simple novel and did not suit his temperament.
Different people have different needs. Some love money, some are greedy for power, some are lustful, and some are full of resentment. Expecting everyone to obey you is an idea only a fool would have.
As a boss, you should always promote positive energy to your employees. Money and other things are all dirt. Only dreams are the future. If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?
Do you want to be a salted fish? Definitely not. If you don't want to be a salted fish, then work hard.
This is what Luke requires of his men, it couldn't be simpler.
Superman and Batman are worthy of being the leaders of the DC world. Three days have passed since the video was posted, and the popularity has not decreased, but has shown an increasing trend.
This wave of advertising effects made Luke grin from ear to ear, and he almost woke up laughing in his dreams.
These two bosses are really awesome, it's impossible not to admit defeat.
In order to let more people witness their heroic deeds, Luke transformed himself into the Grim Reaper, sneaked into the FBI's internal network without anyone noticing, and made several superhuman videos and posted them online.
Once it was broadcast, it became a hot topic again.
The number of users has been increasing rapidly and has exceeded the five million mark.
Five million is a hurdle. Once you cross this hurdle, you can proceed to the next step.
On the last day of July, Luke was exhausted physically and mentally after several days of heavy work. He decided to relax and expand his network.
At 7:30 in the evening, Luke, Charlie, Robert and Philip Arthur appeared together in front of the Hilton Hotel to attend a charity dinner hosted by Republican Congressman Mars Donald.
It was called a charity dinner, but in fact it was a personal marketing meeting held by Mars Donald to seek his election campaign next year.
The dinner was attended by celebrities, including high-ranking political officials such as members of the National People's Congress and party leaders.
Luke is not interested in old men with white hair. He prefers graceful young women, such as the Hollywood actress Jessica Theron in front of him.
With a sexy and tall figure, elegant and charming temperament, and a water blue off-shoulder long dress, she exudes the breath of the ocean.
"Ms. Theron, you must have been a mermaid in your past life, specializing in seducing men's souls."
The blonde South African actress chuckled.
"Xiao...uh!!! Can I call you sir?"
"No, I want you to call me Luke."
"Well, Luke, I want to ask, are you seventeen?"
"Age is not important, talent is what matters."
"I agree with you, but federal law prohibits dating minors."
Luke took advantage of the situation and held the girl's waist, smiling and said,
"Looks like I'm going to be the lucky one tonight."
"That's not necessarily true."
Jesse twisted his body and broke free from his embrace. "Tell me, how old are you?"
"Twenty-two centimeters, not too big, not too small, just right."
Jesse laughed oddly, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear, "But someone told me you're only seventeen."
"Children are not allowed to drink alcohol."
After saying that, she took the champagne from his hand and left with elegant steps.
Luke: "…"
Who told you I'm small? How can you know if you don't try?
This was his fifth failed attempt to pick up girls tonight. The skills that had always worked in Coast City were useless in Metropolis. Could it be that the young women here were contaminated by the Kryptonian virus and liked big guys like Clark Kent?
No, it's a matter of choice. I should find someone younger.
Luke adjusted his state, turned on the scanning mode, and searched for beautiful girls in the venue.
A target rushed in, with purple hair, purple eyes, and a white dress, standing alone in the corner, like a forgotten violet flower.
"I like purple!"
Luke smiled and walked over.
"Beautiful Song, nice to see you again. How have you been these past few days?"
"fine."
Emily smiled faintly as a greeting.
Luke asked the waiter for a glass of champagne and handed it to her.
"My friend, why are there so much sadness in your eyes? Tell me who bullied you, and I will help you get revenge."
"No…no."
Emily pulled at her somewhat loose, low-cut dress and forced a smile, "I'm fine."
Luke looked her up and down. Emily turned sideways, holding the hem of her dress with her right hand, afraid that the dress would fall off. Her stiff expression looked so awkward.
These days, Roger has been secretly investigating Luke. When he learned that Luke was attending a charity dinner tonight, he immediately used his connections to get an invitation for Emily to attend.
Their plan was a private action and there was no special funding. Emily was a moonlighter and didn't even have a decent piece of clothing. In desperation, Roger had to pay out of his own pocket to rent her a "fairly fitting" evening dress.
How good could the rented items be, especially in such an occasion? All the women at the party were wearing expensive jewelry and gorgeous long dresses. Compared with them, Emily, who was wearing cheap clothes, felt like an ugly duckling that had entered Swan Lake.
Luke chuckled and said, "A beautiful lady deserves to be adorned with beautiful ornaments. Follow me."
"What are you doing!"
"You'll know in a moment."
Luke dragged her out of the hotel without saying anything and went to the Hermès clothing store next door.
Dresses of various colors are placed side by side on the shelves, with all kinds of styles, including off-shoulder, backless, low-cut, mixed and matched, trendy...it's a feast for the eyes.
Luke had no interest in clothing culture, but he knew one thing: anything good was usually expensive.
So, the purple low-cut dress that cost as much as $35,000 became Emily's exclusive property. Clothes make the man, and the girl who changed into clothes was a sight to behold.
A gauze shawl covers the exposed shoulders, making the skin look rosy and fair. Her hair is loose and tied behind her with a bow. She wears a purple long skirt that fits her body tightly and suddenly retracts at the waist, outlining the lines that make people linger.
"it's beautiful!"
Luke exclaimed sincerely, and the waiter and the store manager also praised it highly.
Emily lowered her head, her heart pounding, and her cheeks were as red as if she had put on rouge.
Luke looked at it again and again, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.
"I always feel like something is missing?"
The waiter and the store manager looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
"Please wait a moment!"
Crystal boots inlaid with diamonds, silver bracelets from a top French jewelry company, amethyst pendants, half-moon earrings...
Women are charming because of jewelry, and jewelry is dazzling because of women.
When Emily walked out of the fitting room holding the hem of her skirt, even the experienced Luke was stunned.
What is beauty?
This is a beauty.
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