Chapter 7 S.H.I.E.L.D. Compensation

Alvin squeezed his chin, grinned at Coulson, and said, "I think $1 million is a reasonable number."

Coulson covered his heart heavily, as if he had been hit hard. He said with difficulty: "You are joking, Mr. Ye, SHIELD will never pay $1 million for this matter.

It's absolutely impossible, and I'm actually prepared to pay for it out of my own pocket. But Mr. Ye, $1 million is horrible. This is my ten year salary. "

Alvin ignored Coulson's sympathetic performance and said grimly: "You mean the face of S.H.I.E.L.D. is not worth a million dollars?

Maybe you should call and ask, I'm not interested in your salary. Or we should go through legal channels to resolve this matter. "

Fudge on the side jumped excitedly and shouted loudly: "Alvin, sue them, sue them!"

No wonder he was so excited, this was the biggest business their law firm had encountered since they opened.

Coulson glared at Natasha helplessly, and turned to a corner to make a phone call. Obviously, the phone call made him scolded a lot.

After hanging up the phone, Coulson returned to the bar in dismay, and said embarrassedly: "$500,000, no more, I have to go back and write more than 15 reports for this. If you don't agree, we will see you in court. ." After that, he picked up the wine glass on the bar and drank the beer inside, looking like a broken can.

Alvin glanced at Matt's gently shaking fingers, knowing that Coulson was lying. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Agent Coulson, this price is too far from what I expected." He glanced at Fudge.

Fudge jumped up knowingly and shouted: "Alvin hand it over to me, this is a must-win lawsuit, and I can talk about compensation for more than $3 million."

"That's impossible. S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't have that many extra funds. You will only drag on the lawsuit without limit." Coulson cried in panic. "Mr. Ye, I can apologize next time, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter to me that the lawsuit drags on, Agent Coulson." Alvin said noncommittally, "However, it's not negotiable. I can agree to $500,000 in compensation, but S.H.I.E.L.D. has to agree to a few conditions. "

When Coulson heard the word condition, he felt very bad, and he felt like he was going to get on a pirate ship. But now I can only bite the bullet and say: "Please tell me, I may not be able to agree."

Ye Qing snapped his fingers and said, "First, the police station here is outdated and needs a new batch of equipment. You can see that Michael is still using an old gun from ten years ago.

Their requirements are not high, as long as it is the vehicles, weapons, and equipment that you have eliminated, can you sponsor a batch of them for free? Don't worry, they'll write to the mayor praising you. "

Michael and Scott didn't expect Alvin's request, the first one was for them. This made the two policemen both happy and moved. The city government almost forgot their sub-bureaus. Except for the annual allocation of funds and salaries to the police, what else changed equipment, promotions and salary increases, they were all without them.

The dilapidated police station didn't even have a decent gate. Alvin's first condition is for them, how can they not be moved.

Coulson glanced at Alvin suspiciously. He thought he would face some excessive conditions, but the result was beyond his expectations. Coulson nodded happily and agreed. S.H.I.E.L.D. will eliminate a large number of equipment every year. Some conditions, as a level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., this right is still there.

Seeing that he agreed readily, Alvin said with a smile: "It seems that we can easily reach an agreement. Second, the kindergarten that is being built on our street corner needs a batch of security monitoring equipment. I believe this is not a problem for S.H.I.E.L.D."

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief and looked around. Everyone in the restaurant looked at Alvin reverently.

Coulson straightened his collar and said seriously: "You are a real gentleman, get to know you again, Phil Coulson, a level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Alvin Ye." After reaching out and shaking hands with Alvin, the feeling of being blackmailed was relieved a lot.

Alvin said with a smile, "Looks like you agree?"

"Yes, compared to other conditions, this is hardly a condition." Coulson said sternly.

"The third and most important." Alvin looked at Coulson seriously.

"Please say it!" Coulson looked at him with an attentive attitude.

Alvin looked at Coulson, tapped Natasha with his hand, and said, "I hope you can stay away from me and my restaurant in the future, okay?"

Coulson was stunned for a moment, embarrassed and didn't know what kind of expression to make. Just now he had such a good impression of him, and the other party gave him a heavy blow.

I thought the two sides could have a peaceful end, but in the end it backfired. Sighing, Coulson said helplessly: "I can't guarantee anything, I can only promise that we won't come to trouble you for no reason."

Alvin nodded and said, "That's enough, Fudge and Agent Coulson, hand over the receipt of the $500,000." Alvin said hello to Fudge.

"I hope it will be indefinite, Agent Coulson, Agent Natasha." Alvin, nodded to the two agents, and finally said hello, signaling to see off.

Fudge and Coulson exchanged phone calls to discuss the payment of compensation. Jessica happily sent the two agents out of the door. When he went out, he also learned Alvin's tone and said, "I hope it will be indefinite in the future."

Watching the two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents exit the restaurant in embarrassment, the diners in the restaurant gave each other high-fives and cheers. They are all residents of Hell's Kitchen and have never been respected by government officials.

Yet Alvin had the victory on them, which excited them as if the victor was themselves.

Alvin smiled and explained to Jessica, "Everyone has a beer, please!" The cheers grew louder as soon as he finished speaking.

Alvin, holding a glass of beer in front of Matt, flicked his index finger on the glass and made a "ding~" sound, "Thank you! Matt, you've been very helpful today."

Matt looked up, smiled, and raised his glass, "You deserve it! Alvin, you made two neighborhoods better, and as a resident of Hell's Kitchen, I should support you. For the win!"

Alvin smiled and clinked a glass with him, and said, "For victory!" After drank a large glass of beer, Alvin looked at Matt worriedly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Maybe you should take a rest, Ma Special, you're not an iron man, jumping around in Hell's Kitchen every night is not what a normal person should do."

Matt put down the drinking glass, an unhealthy blush appeared on his white face, and said with a smile, "Then you should let your pet's range of activities expand a bit, which can reduce some of my workload. "