Manhattan is the most densely populated area in the country. Its name originated from the Algonquin word, meaning "Dochurch Island" or "Intoxicating Place". Legend has it that this island was bought with beads and other gadgets worth about twenty-four dollars, but now it is one of the most expensive areas in the world. It is not easy to buy an industry here. When you come to the front of your destination, Eric felt that he should look at Stryker with admiration.

Giving the house viewer a little tip, he immediately took out. Warren took Eric into the hall of the building, which was empty, with only an old table with a few newspapers on it.

"Osborne Industry is in crisis." Eric read the title above, which was the newspaper from a few days ago.

"The big companies are not safe now. This is a trick of the Ministry of Defense." Warren said after hearing the voice. "The Defense Procurement Committee has changed its head. They are more inclined to purchase and explore the space company's flight armor, so they find an excuse to throw out the pre-appointment, so they can't get back a large amount of investment in Osborne, but they are now in danger."

"Osborne's management is well managed?" Eric asked.

"That's not. It's just that its competitors have something wrong. Today's newspaper reports that the testing ground of the Exploration Space Company was attacked, and its human-shaped armor was sent to meet God with the pilots inside. Some people, including the new chairman of the procurement committee, General Sloka, also lost their lives."

Warren's expression was solemn, but his tone was quite gloating. It seemed that Stryker's party had a bad relationship with the unfortunate person in charge.

Next, Warren led Eric to the window, opened the window to reveal the scenery in the distance, and pointed them one by one for Eric to see.

"The location is very good, just north of the Morningside Heights. If you climb to the top of the stairs, you can see Morningside Park on the east, Harlem to the north, Riverside to the west, Broadway Avenue not far away. In the morning, you can stroll along the Hudson River to see the sunrise and breathe fresh air. At night, if you want, you can follow the road and follow the road to watch the musicals in Times Square, where there are often stars." Warren explained to Eric like a real estate agent. "This building has seven floors, covering more than one acre of land--I mean the original land, which is extremely difficult to find, enough for you to receive a battalion of mutants."

"That's what they need to live like canned sardines." Although he felt a little exaggerated, Eric nodded in agreement. He could not refuse such a place.

The original land of Manhattan "land price king" was sold a year ago, located in a small piece of land not far away. The price is close to $25 million, with an average of more than $15,000 per square foot. In other words, even if investors want to buy a telephone booth, it costs $60,000 to 70,000.

"Since it's so difficult to get it, how did your chief get it? Don't tell me that there are a few headless corpses buried in a corner of the basement. I don't want to have a fight with the police who came to the door with a search warrant as soon as I moved in." Eric looked at Warren suspiciously. The cold-looking Stryk Zhongdog immediately shouted grievance. Now his baby daughter is in the academy. His most respected boss and his future are asking this gentleman to help him. No wonder he put his posture so low.

"Look at what you said." Warren shook his head repeatedly. "The doctor will never cause trouble. This is the truth..."

Then he told the truth.

The reason why this building fell into Stryker's hands was entirely due to a big lawsuit.

Several years ago, the local government proposed a revitalization plan, including the construction of a water-facing hotel, financial information center and business club here to better attract tourists and promote employment. Since this plan involves land acquisition and demolition, residents affected by the demolition joined forces to file a lawsuit with the court.

"But I remember that the government could requisition private land under the Fifth Amendment of the Constitution for development," Eric questioned.

According to the Fifth Amendment of the Constitution, if the land is for public use, the government has the right to requisition private property.

"But there is a key issue here." Warren said with his hands spread out.

The key issue is that the development project involves both commercial development and private development. The government itself does not own the development company, but entrusts the private development company to complete it. Therefore, the plaintiff residents questioned whether the government's behavior was for public interest or for the rich to make profits? Their question was not supported, and the Supreme Court finally ruled the government to win the case with a six-to-three ruling.

"So I'm walking in a water-line hotel or information center now?" Eric looked around. This was just an ordinary dual-purpose office building.

"Of course not, because things are not over yet," Warren continued.

Some residents said that the government's land acquisition was unfair, and they did not want to move away no matter how much the government paid. Their self-protection was very effective and the media sympathized with it, so things took a long time until the government raised enough money to coax them out. Then an accident happened. An economic crisis hit the entire Western world, and the original plan had to be stranded. In order to prevent the debt-ridden local government from going bankrupt, the expropriated land was divided into small pieces and auctioned out. One of them was here. It fell into the hands of a Japanese rich man after several twists and turns.

"So, did Mr. Stryker convince the Japanese rich man?"

"Very effective persuasion." Warren was almost guaranteed by slapping his chest. "There is no future."

Eric believes this.

With Stryker's ability and the resources in his hands, it is not difficult to settle a foreigner without background.

Eric was too lazy to ask about the details, it had nothing to do with him, as long as there was no trouble, the matter was done so well, so he was also stingy to praise him.

"Did I tell you do your job well, Warren?" he asked.

"No." Warren answered honestly.

"Then I'll say it now." Eric looked in the hall for a while, then walked up the stairs and watched layer by layer, pushed open the doors, opened the windows, looked around from the inside to the outside, and returned to the downstairs after roughly finding out the structure of the entire building.

"Great, here I can receive mutants and ordinary visitors from all over the world, which is convenient and does not disrupt the peace of the academy. The only thing I lack now is a few capable clerks. I can't let students do this, it's really useless. Maybe I need some ordinary people who are incompetent to help run errands here to guard the gate." Eric pondered, and Warren heard it and quickly helped out with advice.

"This problem cannot be solved very easily, sir." He said diligently.

"What are some suggestions?" Eric asked.

"Look, across the river is the city high school. The 12th-grade students there are about to graduate. Every year, there are always many people on the list. As long as you wave your hand, you can recruit a few helpers from it. They can receive some less important customers for you and complete some simple things. I see that this is what the nearby shop does." Warren pointed out the door, and there were some students and parents who looked like people staying there chatting in the small square opposite.

"Good idea, I think I have found a candidate." Eric saw a familiar old man who was talking to the boy from afar, and he said with a smile.

Warren didn't ask much, he hoped to finish the matter as soon as possible, the farther away from Eric, the better.

"Because it is independent property rights, it does not require a 1.5% property fee. It also enjoys five years of land tax-free service. It should be said that it is quite superior. If you are willing, we will cover it together with the decoration fee. What do you think?"

"It's great to have a rich man to be friends." Eric praised, and finally got his statement, Warren's heart finally fell to the ground.

Walking out of the door, Eric looked back at the building, and from now on he was the owner of it.

In the next few days, Congress initially formed a resolution to allow the temporary establishment of a department that deals with the relationship between mutants and ordinary people, and the name is designated as the Ministry of Mutants Affairs, but the ministerial candidate is Hank rather than Eric.

Of course Eric himself didn't care at all. In fact, he didn't want this mission to fall on him at all. He liked to stand in the spotlight and hide himself deeply. So when the news came, he celebrated Hank very enthusiastically and even enthusiastically, making Hank feel a little ashamed, as if he had snatched Eric's achievements.

In private, people hold another view, that is, after seeing Eric's negotiating ability, the members of Congress did not want to deal with him directly, so they chose Hank, a mutant with a rough and gentle appearance, as their representative.

This view was confirmed in some newspapers. The hearing was deeply remembered by many people. Eric almost used his own strength to call the wind and rain in front of many senior politicians, defeating Trask and the people of the Ministry of Justice.

Of course, this is bound to be Stryker's credit. If the outside world knew that these two mortal enemies had already colluded, a large number of spectators would have been shocked.

Regardless of these ups and downs, Eric has been running between the college and Manhattan for a while, paying attention to the progress of the office. Inspired by Warren's heavy money, the decoration snapshot design was completed, and Eric has worked harder here. He is replacing the building with another look bit by bit. When everything is done, it is the day when the resolution is officially announced, and the office can also be officially established.

"Boss, are you going to call Miss Selena again?" When Eric was about to go out again, Alison followed John's name to Eric and asked in a big way.

As more and more reporters paid attention to this matter after the Mutant was exposed, reporters began to appear around the academy. In order to avoid the attention of them and the agents, Eric insisted on contacting him until he could not affect Selena's safety.

But today he is going to Manhattan to see the future office.

"We want to go too." Lorna lay on Alison's shoulder, her eyes flashing at Eric, behind her classmates.

Looking at these two eager eyes, Eric compromised.

"Okay, go," he said.
Chapter completed!