The Stark Paradox

"Snake eyes?" Under the guidance of Jarvis, the other party did not continue to do anything stupid, but followed up honestly. Tasha has been sizing up the other party since he came out of the elevator, and listened to General Hawke. introduction.

It was a man, or rather he looked like a man from the outside... because there was nothing fundamentally feminine about the breasts.This person was wrapped in a complete set of black armor from head to toe. Tasha quickly took a close look at the person walking in front of her and concluded that the material: carbon nanometer.

Probably because Tasha accidentally said her thoughts, General Hawke glanced at her, and even turned the part of the black helmet where the eyes should be.

"Coincidentally, I used to have a friend nicknamed Hawkeye... also likes to drill ventilation pipes... In fact, he can be said to be the king of ventilation pipes..." So when she designed this building, she habitually put the ventilation pipes The circuit design is spacious and well-connected. "This design has been suggested by him, and almost no one can break through." Tasha glanced at the bloody wound on the other's cut right arm, and threw the towel on the sofa casually. , and then stretched out a finger, "You should be thankful that you haven't had time to break through the next three floors."

In order to ensure the safety of the equipment in the underground laboratory, the defense there can be said to have no dead ends.

But this doesn’t need to be so clear. If Tasha learned anything from dealing with those politicians before the civil war, it was how to deter properly...and how to seize the opportunity to coerce negotiations.

"The thing we mentioned last time, I still remember, I think we don't have to waste each other's time and start from scratch." Tasha threw herself back on the sofa cushions and tilted her head, pretending to be innocent and winking. Throwing back the words General Hawk threw to her 10 minutes ago, "SI does not do arms deals."

"..." General Hawke nodded, as if he had anticipated her answer, and then smiled, "I need another special order to help my troops be fully equipped with the best equipment. "

She clearly rejected him a few seconds ago, so—

Natasha frowned, and then raised a side, "You want to form a secret team?"

"I will arm an army."

The Sir saw that Natasha returned to the underground laboratory an hour later. It seemed that she had brought enough sweets and coffee, and she probably planned to stay here for a while, and called out a few blueprints for gestures. Draw.

Stark is always busy creating benefits.

Until her butler answered a phone call—from her sharp assistant, Ms. Carol, the queen who really stood at the apex of SI—there was a growling voice at the beginning, "Tell me you didn't talk about collapse." !Tasha, you need to grow up..."

"Relax Carol, you have a little confidence in me. Before I met you, I also succeeded in starting a business."

"Entrepreneurship and management are not the same thing, I'm thankful that you can manage your life well! Wait what did you say?"

"The order has been negotiated, and I think General Hawke is quite satisfied." Tasha turned around the swivel chair, grabbed a drawing on the virtual screen, crumpled it like real paper, and threw it into the recycling bin In the other party's silence, he added, "It's not arms. I only provide some technical tools."

After a long time on the other end of the phone, Carol could be heard singing after a long silence. She didn't know why Tasha could always insist on this bottom line, although this sometimes brought some inconvenience to their cooperation with the military , but Carol was more than willing to support the decision, and she softened her tone a little. "How are you, Tasha?"

She still remembers seeing the tired look on Tasha's face the first time the board of directors put pressure on Tasha because of the SI and military weapons order.

"Relax Carol, I'm the CEO remember, they don't push me out that easily."

"Okay." Carol gave up asking, but brought up another matter, "Tasha, did you have anything to say about the accident at the new Los Angeles site?"

"..." Tasha played it open, so she was very clear that another creature in this space could hear it—not Jarvis, of course—so she rolled her eyes at Jazz, who was in the form of a car. There, he pretended to be stupid without moving at all, with no expression at all.

She hasn't waited for her to come up with a good reason—but to be honest, she doesn't have a perfect reason, and any reason she has can be easily seen by Pep or Carol, and usually triggers their berserk Status - I heard the other end of the phone say "I told you not to take anything in your lab that hasn't been tested into the public place!"

"..." Tasha closed her mouth naturally, but did she apologize and acquiesce in this misunderstanding.

After Carroll roared for half an hour not to forget that tonight's banquet was over, Jazz, a guy who didn't care about his teammates' life and death, finally came to life from his attitude of pretending to be dead, and slowly swept away the scattered parts on the ground and rubbed them on the tower. Sha's tableside teased in a very light tone, "Hey, honey, you don't look very happy?"

"...Because I just came back and my dear assistant is trying to kill me with those annoying spotlights again." Tasha sighed and glanced at the time, ignoring Carol's saying that the time was only an hour later and continued to revise her drawings .

Two hours later, Natasha Stark arrived late, and finally accepted the reporter's photo at the door of the charity dinner. While putting on an elegant smile, she stopped the waiter who wanted to come over to help park the car.

The organizer of this charity dinner is from the Maria Stark Foundation, so as the founder of the foundation, she needs to show her face at the dinner, and maybe say a few words.

Sure enough, she saw the eye knife that Carol threw at her, and she winked at the male guests beside Carol, and then walked onto the stage to complete the most important task of her trip——

"Hi, everyone." She knocked on the wine glass to attract everyone's attention and said, "I don't know where the old tradition of the organizer's speech came from, so I have to stand here and say a few words today, and unfortunately I forgot the finished draft in the car again." At this time, she scanned the crowd and saw Carol rolling her eyes and making a face of [as if you had typed a draft] expression, so she shrugged and put it on again. Pulling his eyes back, "I think we don't need to waste each other's time introducing the nature of this banquet. All you have to do is to sign a check and donate to charity organizations before you leave to show that your conscience is still there. The rest... Hope you guys are happy with the drinks..."

【Hi Sir, are you online? 】Walking off the stage, I greeted a few business partners and said a few words. Tasha stood alone in the corner with a glass of wine, letting the desperate situation spread out, and then easily found the one that seemed incompatible with the surrounding signals. guy.

【Oh, Pushen!You almost scared the shit out of me, Tasha! 】Jazz was stopping on the side of the road boredly observing the carbon-based women's revealing attire while wondering why Tasha's attire was so different from the general public, so the deity suddenly connected to his public channel to 'make a phone call'.

——The ambulance, you lied to me, the carbon base that you promised doesn't have our communication capabilities!

[Don't be so timid, you are an alien warrior who crossed the galaxy and came to Earth. It's a small matter... By the way, do you really have organs like guts or eggs? 】The other party's voice in the communication channel is very relaxed and boring, with a sense of having fun.

[...I'm sure that our physiology is different from that of carbon-based...] Jazz paused and replied【But I don't know that carbon-based has the ability to connect our signals? 】

【Because the banquet is very boring, you know, this kind of formal banquet without stripping men is really not fun at all...】

【My dear, there is a saying on your earth that you should find problems in yourself... According to my observation for so long, do you feel bored because no one strikes up a conversation with you? 】

[How did you learn to strike up a conversation... Wait, will anyone strike up a conversation with me? Can I understand that you are questioning my charm? 】

【Hey, honey, don't say that, I believe you are also very sexy if you are willing to change into some skirts such as the lady in front of me... Oh, Pushen, this dress is too indecent...】

Tasha raised her eyebrows and listened to Pontiac's emotion without replying, but asked instead 【Where did you learn English from? 】

[We learn the language of the earth from the Internet. 】

— that's why she chose an English accent for her housekeeper!

[……………… Remember to go back and ask Jarvis to pass you a copy of his language application package. 】

She thought so, then turned her head, and saw a handsome guy with blond hair standing not far away, who seemed to have sensed her sight, the guy turned his head to meet her gaze, Tasha cast a wink over, Then seeing the expression on the other person's face, he decided to be the target for tonight.

[I won’t tell you now, I saw the prey. 】

【Good luck. 】

The voice on the other end of the communication sounded quite sincere. As Tasha walked towards the goal, she thought casually that what she needed was not good luck, and that she had money was enough.