"Ryan, are you here in New York?"

After Mrs. Shelley opened the door, she looked at Ryan who was walking behind Natalie, and was a little surprised.

"Mrs. Shelley, it's been a long time since we met."

With hello, Ryan walked into the living room and said to the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, "Hello, Mr. Evner."

"Ryan, sit there."

"No need, dad, Ryan and I go upstairs." Natalie pulled Ryan over and walked up the second floor.

Evner Heshler frowned as he watched the two figures disappear on the stairs. Mrs. Shelley sighed slightly and said, "Don't worry, Nat and Ryan are both qualified people."

"The problem is that they have grown up!" Mr. Efner was a little unhappy.

Walking into Natalie's bedroom, it was still what it was a few years ago, and there seemed to be no change. Ryan looked around, pulled over a chair, and sat in front of the desk.

"Do you need something to drink?" Natalie brought two boxes of juice and signaled Ryan.

"I have always brought me all the things I like, right, Nat?" Ryan took the juice and placed it on the desk. "Think about when I first entered your room? I didn't expect that so many years have passed in the blink of an eye."

"Ryan?" Natalie's eyebrows frowned, and she looked him up and down, "Is this kind of emotion not what a sixteen-year-old should have sent?

"Remind you, Nat, I'm already seventeen."

Ryan waved casually and looked at the photo frames in the room one by one. In addition to the photo of Heshler's family, he was a photo of himself and Natalie.

"Ryan, have you ever considered moving out?" Natalie sat beside the bed and suddenly changed the subject.

"Move out?" Ryan never considered this issue.

"Yes, you're already seventeen." Natalie said for granted, "Many people moved out of their homes at the age of sixteen."

Ryan knew this, although the laws of most states in the United States stipulate that at the age of eighteen are considered adults, and at the age of sixteen, they still need guardians. However, many independent early people will move out of their homes after they are sixteen and try to live the life they yearn for.

Of course, there are no fewer benefits and disadvantages like this.

"I...I haven't thought about it yet." Ryan could only scratch his head.

"Why don't you buy your own manor?" Natalie looked casual, "You are not short of money."

"This... let's talk about it later." Ryan suddenly thought. It was indeed time to have his own house. "Do you have any ideas?"

"Hmm~"

The best friend was sitting opposite him, and Natalie had no intention of hiding it. "In a few months, I will entrust my mother to find a suitable apartment and move out after her 16th birthday."

"Why move out?" Although Ryan was a little curious about knowing that Natalie became more independent as she grew older.

Natalie didn't answer, but just curled her lips and looked down the stairs through the door panel.

Seeing Natalie's expression, Ryan could roughly guess something. I guess Natalie has not been very happy with her overly conservative father in recent years.

"Dad saw me eating meat." Natalie suddenly said. "We're quarreling."

"Oh, God!" Ryan suddenly covered his forehead and asked tentatively, "Have he asked you why you eat meat?"

"Of course." Natalie said with a frown, frowning her nose, "I told Dad that someone lied to me, and then she became like this..."

"Come on, Nat." Ryan wouldn't believe her. If it was true as Natalie said, Mr. Efner would never give him a good look, and might even slam it out directly.

"Stand up, Nat!" Ryan suddenly thought of another question.

"Stand up?" Despite the doubts, Natalie stood next to Ryan's chair.

“Wow~”

Ryan stood beside Natalie, then gestured at the two of them, making an excited voice, "Nat, are you over five feet and five inches?"

"Yes." Natalie rolled her eyes, "Is it worth being happy that much shorter than you?"

"No, no, no." Ryan said shamelessly, "Do you know, Nat, you should thank me for being so tall."

"Thank you? Hum~"

Seeing Natalie's puzzled eyes, Ryan closed his mouth. He couldn't tell her that you were taller than your previous life, right? Well... he was still so thin.

The knocking sound suddenly sounded. When Natalie opened the door, Mrs. Shelley walked in with a cookie, "Dinner I made, Ryan, don't be polite."

"Well~ it tastes great!" Ryan pinched a piece and threw it into his mouth.

“It’s good to suit your taste.”

When Mrs. Xie Li left, her eyes turned around the two of them, and after finding nothing unusual, she closed the door.

"I heard you pushed out two movies in a row, Nat?" Ryan threw another cookie into his mouth.

"To be precise, I turned down "Lolita", and the crew of "Romeo and Juliet" looked down on me." Natalie subconsciously touched her neck, and the silver-white sun-shaped pendant under her turtleneck was a silver-white sun-shaped pendant.

"That's their loss." Ryan listened to Pi Jinsley mentioned, "Don't forget the audition at the end of February, I really want to partner with you."

"Come on, Ryan, do you think Anakin, Skywalker and Padme, Amidala have room for us to play?"

"Please don't forget, Nat." Ryan reminded, "Box office is also a kind of qualification."

"but……"

"Stop! Nat."

As he grew older, Ryan had long faded his quarrels. Anyway, his future achievements were enough to tell everything.

When it was getting dark, Ryan declined Mrs. Shelley's invitation to dinner and prepared to say goodbye and return to the hotel.

"Will you go to the theater tomorrow?" Natalie asked as she sent Ryan out of the house.

"It should be no time. I'm going to surprise tomorrow." Ryan reached out and put her long hair that was blown by the wind. "Now is an important moment in PR. After dealing with the surprise, I'm leaving New York, Nat, I'm waiting for you in Los Angeles."

…………

After last year's equity change, under the operation of the new CEO Avi Arard, Marvel Comics has been reorganized, not only forming five major industrial structures: movies, copyright licenses, toys, Internet and comics publishing, but also building a separate film production company in Burbank, specifically responsible for the production of Marvel superhero movies.

In a year, Marvel Comics used various means to recover the copyrights of most comic characters. Even so, the recycling work is still in full swing.

At the same time, the traditional comics industry continued to slide into the abyss, and Marvel Comics' losses reached a considerable amount last year. If it weren't for Ryan's golden sign here, banks would have come to collect debts.

Of course, this situation will inevitably not last, and turning losses into profits is the primary issue facing the high-level surprise.

"Last year, we took back the copyrights of the most popular comics such as X-Men, Iron Man, Hulk, Spider-Man, Captain America, Blade Warrior, etc. The film production department in Burbank is under construction. I think Marvel is now in the process of bringing his superhero to the big screen."

In the conference room, Avi Arad was talking freely. Although he still suffered losses last year, he used this precious time to complete the integration and optimization of Marvel's internals.

"Now we should consider which superhero to bring to the big screen first." The speaker was Stan Lee, the old man was staring at Ryan with a burning gaze, "How about Spider-Man?"

"No, Stan."

Despite sitting, Ryan's body still stood up like a javelin. "I think you should make a long-term plan, surprise that there are more than 5,000 comic images, dozens of which are popular. We should make a shooting plan for ten years, twenty years, or even thirty years!"

His words made several senior members of the surprise look at each other. The DC superheroes who have always been popular on the big screen are the ones, and the surprise characters have not yet experienced the test of the film market.

"Ryan, do you mean?" The eyes behind Stan Lee's lenses emitted a ray of ray light.

"Create a unique worldview that belongs to amazing things and put most superheroes in the same parallel universe, such as Iron Man, Captain America and others."

Ryan has read the comics of this world. The amazing parallel universe is simply chaotic, and the world view is far less clear than in the movies in previous lives.

"You mean..." Stan Lee had already realized something.

"Yes, Stan." Ryan slowly knocked on the armrest of the chair, "The Avengers are one of our ultimate plans."

Then, he reached out to stop the other party's words he wanted to say, "But, it will take more than ten or even twenty years to wait."

"Ryan, we need a shot of a cardiac agent to change the company's current revenue status." Avi Arad spoke.

"Then start with the Blade Warrior."

Relatively speaking, Ryan's approach is somewhat conservative, but such an irrelevant and limited investment comic image is very suitable as a pilot product of Marvel Pictures.

"How about you writing the script yourself, Ryan?"

"Stan, you are the one who knows them the best." Ryan shook his head firmly, "You and your team are the ones that are the ones that are suitable."

Ryan is not humble, as he said, who would be better suited to be a screenwriter than the one who created these superheroes?

Ryan stayed in surprise all day. He had no intention of interfering in the specific operation. He just discussed future development plans with several senior executives and put forward many suggestions on filming, such as future superheroes' visits and easter eggs, etc.
Chapter completed!