Hercules Walk

Chapter 8 Invitation

"Why so late? Didn't I tell you to come earlier?"

Sitting in the back seat of the electric car that was moving steadily forward, interspersed between the cars from time to time, the breeze was blowing the brown-blond hair of Catherine and Pepper, adding a bit of style to the beauty's slightly displeased face.

"I was stopped by a government worker named Phil Coulson, or I would have arrived long ago."

Wang Dali, who obviously didn't remember the time well, wisely threw the blame on Phil Coulson, who didn't realize it at this time and was not there himself.

"Government staff? What can I do for you?"

Sure enough, when Wang Dali mentioned this reason, Catherine's attention was quickly taken away.

"I do not know either."

Regarding Wang Dali's answer, she frowned slightly, her brows curled up.

"Really?"

"Really! This is not an excuse. I really don't know what he came to me for."

Regarding Catherine's distrust, Wang Dali rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"I'm not a minor anymore!"

Not long after he moved to Catherine's house, Wang Dali was taken to the police station for beating a tram wolf on the subway, causing him minor injuries.Originally, he wanted to solve it by himself, but he was two months away from becoming an adult at that time, so the police had to call Catherine.

"uh-huh."

In Catherine's eyes, although 20-year-old Wang Dali is an adult, he is still a big child who needs to be taken care of by himself. It was Wang Dali who was taking care of her.

"What about that man named Coulson?"

"In order to come to pick you up, I asked him to come back later. In the afternoon, you can go with me."

After about half a minute, although Catherine didn't hear her answer, from the smile on Catherine's mouth in the rearview mirror, Wang Dali knew that she was quite satisfied with her performance.

……

Not long after Wang Dali drove Catherine home, there was a crisp knock on the door.He opened the door and saw that the other party was indeed the black suit from the morning.

"Mr. Wang, won't you invite me in for a sit down?"

"No, I don't want to see government workers stepping into my house."

Before Wang Dali could answer, he changed into a set of clean and neat clothes, and Catherine, who was full of strong woman demeanor, came out of the bedroom.

"Let's go to the coffee shop across the street and talk."

"As you wish."

Without changing the smile on his face, Phil Coulson complied with Catherine's request with kindness.

In a coffee shop not far from here, they found a relatively secluded corner, and the three of them who ordered a few cups of coffee looked at each other, and Phil Coulson spoke first.

As soon as he spoke, he went straight to the point.

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency, I'm Phil Coulson. Mr. Wang, you are special."

But regarding this, Catherine's expression didn't change, she just looked at Coulson with sharper eyes.

"More than 3 million Americans, each one is special. If you mean something, I can sue you for racial discrimination!"

"No, no, I'm not talking about Mr. Wang's skin color, but other places."

Coulson, who was sitting opposite the two, was not overwhelmed by Catherine's aura at all. In the eyes of senior agents who had seen many big scenes, Catherine's aura was far from enough.

"you……"

"Catherine."

At this moment, Wang Dali reached out to stop the beautiful landlady beside him, and shook his head slightly at her.

"Let me come."

When he said these words, Wang Dali's temperament changed.The originally gentle and harmless young man was suddenly filled with a sense of majesty and oppression around him, which made Catherine suddenly stunned.

It was obviously the same face, but it looked like a different person.

On the night when she was the weakest and most helpless, such Wang Dali appeared in her life like a meteor-like dawn.

The play is here.

Phil Coulson, who was facing Wang Dali, sat up straight, with a formal smile on his face.

"FBI?"

"Although it's not the FBI, I don't mind making a guest appearance if necessary."

Regarding Wang Dali's question, Phil reached into his pocket, took out a certificate representing a senior agent of the FBI, and handed it to him generously.

But Wang Dali didn't answer.

"I don't know if your certificate is real. Besides, I haven't seen the real thing."

When he was talking, Wang Dali didn't even glance at the small black notebook on the table, obviously he didn't take it seriously.

"I just want to know, what did you come to see me for?"

"I want to invite you to join us."

According to the analysis of the psychologists in the bureau, Phil Coulson stated the conditions that Wang Dali should not refuse at this time.

"The monthly salary is [-], and we will pay for the insurance for you. There are three days of vacation every month, and there is a performance bonus at the end of the year."

But his fantasy was shattered by Wang Dali in the next moment.

"Sorry I declined, this salary is too low!"

He looked at Phil with contempt, as if he was looking at Grandet.

"With this little money, the government also wants to recruit me?"

"That's taxpayer's money, and we have to think about it when we use it. If you are dissatisfied with this, we can discuss it again."

It was obviously just an improvised reason, but it was made up by a professional agent, Phil, as if it was true.Who in the world doesn't know that the American government likes to waste taxpayers' money the most.

After receiving the coffee from the waitress, Phil lowered his head and pretended to take a sip, swallowing, but actually put it aside without moving.

He was about to continue persuading Wang Dali, but was interrupted by the other party's impatience.

"Needless to say. When you can give me a price that matches my strength, come to me again."

Wang Dali waved his hand, lowered his head and drank his coffee, obviously not wanting to talk to Phil anymore.

As a senior agent, seeing Wang Dali's attitude, Coulson knew that this contact had failed, and stalking would only reduce his not-so-good impression in the other party's eyes.

So, lamenting that the psychologists in the bureau were once again unreliable, he stood up and turned to Wang Dali and stirred the coffee in his hand. Catherine, who was lost in her own thoughts, nodded, smiling without losing her grace, and put a piece of Franklin on it. on the table.

"Sorry for wasting your time. I'll buy this cup of coffee. See you next time."

After Phil left, Catherine, who came back to her senses, stopped her movements and once again lamented the stinginess of the American government.

"Let you give up a job with a monthly salary of [-] U.S. dollars, but only give you [-] U.S. dollars a month, cut half of it at once, how dare he say it!"

"Actually,"

For Catherine's contempt, Wang Dali made a helpless expression.

"Just last night, I was fired by the big boss."

(End of this chapter)