[Iron Man] at one point

"You seem to be dressed differently today." Stark smiled at Janet who was walking towards him.

"Ha, of course, you found out, Hank didn't even notice," The Wasp curled her lips, "I just want to be polite to the guests from afar."

"Actually, you don't have to..." Before Dr. Pym finished speaking, he was interrupted angrily by the Wasp.

"You mean to say that no matter how I change, I will remain the same?" Her voice was a little sharp.

"Uh, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant." Dr. Pym didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Stark watched with interest.

"Guys, don't quarrel, they are coming," after a while, the eagle-eyed figure appeared at the door, "I heard you arguing before I arrived, it's really embarrassing."

"Say it as if I'd like it." Janet rolled her eyes and turned away.

The poor Ant-Man hesitated to speak, he could only give a wry smile and pat the back of his head.

"Should we go out to meet them?" Thor, who had been sitting in the corner without speaking, asked suddenly.

"It's not necessary, I guess." Hawkeye thought for a while, "They should be brought here by the Black Widow. I saw her go out just now."

"Well, of course you pay attention to her all the time." The Wasp glanced at Dr. Pym, "You all pay attention to your girlfriend all the time."

"Wait, who said she's my girlfriend?" Hawkeye frowned, "We're just partners."

"Whatever." The Wasp shrugged.

The door was suddenly knocked twice.

Everyone looked at the door in unison, and Hawkeye quickly took a few steps forward to avoid bumping into him when someone opened the door.

"Good morning, Avengers." Black Widow opened the door, and as expected, there were three Orientals standing beside her.

It can't be more ordinary, this is Stark's first impression of these people.

No matter which country's aesthetics you look at, these people are definitely the kind that you can't find in the crowd.If he hadn't seen them here, Stark would never have thought they were anything special.

The three Orientals stood at the door, as if they had no intention of coming in.

"Welcome." Hawkeye spoke first, and then clapped his hands.

Damn, why is he clapping?

But why did everyone else applaud together, oh, Thor, this silly expression suits you quite well.

It seems that everyone is equally embarrassed.Shen Yichen pushed his glasses, except for that man.

Stark would never do such a stupid thing, and he even wanted to draw a line with this group of people immediately.

"Hello." He smiled at a few awkward orientals, then walked up to them and shook hands with them one by one.

Very perfect etiquette.

He silently praised himself from the bottom of his heart.

"Please come in." The black widow also felt that this stalemate could not continue, took several people to sit on the edge of the sofa, and then smiled, "I am the black widow, I have been introduced on the way here."

"I'm Tony Stark, Iron Man." Stark picked up the Black Widow's words in a timely manner.

"I'm Hawkeye, and I'm good at using arrows." Hawkeye also responded with a hearty smile.

After the Avengers finished introducing themselves, a man wearing glasses among the three said in fluent British English: "I am Shen, this is Master Yan, and this is..."

"My name is Yan Lang." The baby-faced young man smiled brightly, but it was a pity that Lei Shen had to react for a while before he understood what he was saying.

"Master Yan doesn't seem to speak English." The Wasp touched her nose. It would definitely be difficult for them to communicate.

"Yes, I will be his full translator." Shen Yichen smiled.

"Old Shen, can you tell me something that I can understand?" Yan Lang pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, but he didn't understand anything except that they were introducing themselves.

"No." Shen Yichen smiled gently.

"Shut up." Master Yan glanced at his apprentice. This little brat, who knows nothing, will embarrass him. He could see that those people basically didn't understand Yan Lang's English just now. of.

Hearing the master's words, Yan Lang smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

The room fell into silence again.

"Shen, I want to ask, do you all know oriental magic?" After a few seconds, Wasp couldn't help asking.

"Oriental magic? Yes, but we prefer to call it Taoism."

"Taoism? I will remember it." The Wasp nodded.

"May we know the reason why you came to hunt down the Mandarin this time?" Thor also spoke, but he seemed a little reserved.

"Of course, those rings on Mr. Mandarin's hands were stolen from us, and we have to take them back." There was no smile on Shen Yichen's face.

"There is something embarrassing, I don't know if I should bring it up now," Ant-Man glanced at Stark, who shrugged, "But we really haven't found a place for the Mandarin yet."

"Oh, it's okay, we know where he is." Shen Yichen smiled and waved his hands.

"Great." The Wasp whistled.

"May I ask how you found him?" Stark was more curious about this.

"Uh, it's the rings he took away, we can sense it." Shen Yichen said frankly, this made Stark like him a little bit more, it seems that this is not a person who plays tricks.

In fact, Shen Yichen still didn't finish half a sentence - even if he didn't have a ring, he could still find Master Mandarin with Master Yan's Taoism.

"You seem very happy." When Qin Luo returned home, he saw Stark humming a little tune, cooking in the kitchen.

"Have you?" Stark stopped swinging the shovel.

"Yes." Seeing that he didn't intend to share, Qin Luo didn't ask further, put the bag aside, and walked towards him, "The renovation of that house will end tomorrow, and the workers have been working all night to meet the deadline. Pay double wages."

"Of course, this is what it should be." Stark was about to sprinkle black pepper on the broccoli, but he shook his hand and almost poured half of the bottle into it. He turned his head and looked at Qin Luo innocently, "This bottle is actually open. Well, it obviously shouldn't have this structure."

"It's okay, but I refuse to eat this dish," Qin Luo smiled, "I actually want to ask, where did my double salary go?"

"Oh, I really forgot about this," Stark nodded without guilt, "Find some time, and you go and transfer half of my property to your own name."

"Come on, I don't want your property, what I need is cash, do you understand that feeling?" Qin Luo looked at her boyfriend with contempt.

"You mean the feeling of lying in the pile of money?" Stark frowned.

"Yes."

"Trust me, it doesn't feel any better than lying in vomit."

"Tony...you are cooking." Qin Luo had the urge to slap the person in front of him to death with his slippers.

"Relax, they just look black, they're not mushy." Stark turned and continued to stir-fry the broccoli that seemed to be rolling around in the coals.

In front of Qin Luo was a beautifully colored salad. She looked at Stark's plate, and it was the same.

"Where's the broccoli?" she asked knowingly.

"Oh, I accidentally dropped it on the ground," Stark lied calmly, "The lettuce salad is actually pretty good, so don't be picky eaters."

"You mentioned the salary issue just now, and I actually think that we really need to talk about it." Halfway through the meal, Stark suddenly spoke.

"Thank you, do you have any specific plans, or send the money to my account as before?" Qin Luo looked up at him. In fact, the CEO's salary was sent to her by the board of directors every month. It doesn't matter.It's just that she is also serving as Stark's life assistant now, but she hasn't received a single salary.

"Yes, of course I have specific plans." Stark's expression was a little uncomfortable, "My plan is that we can turn all my assets into the joint property of the two of us."

"If I understand correctly," Qin Luo said slowly, "Is this...a marriage proposal?"

"Yes, if you want to understand it that way, it's not impossible."

"It will take a while, I'm too busy now." Qin Luo thought about his recent schedule and shrugged.

"Okay." Stark had no objection, the matter of the Mandarin hadn't been settled yet, and he really couldn't get away.

The next day, the meeting place was changed from S.H.I.E.L.D. to Stark's mother's home.

"Welcome to the base camp of the Avengers." Stark walked at the forefront, and Qin Luo followed him, unable to figure out why he was bewitched by Stark and put down his work to attend this party—"I Just to let them know it's all your fault," Stark told her this morning.

"Pep," Janet greeted her cheerfully, "I thought you wouldn't be here."

"I actually thought I wouldn't be here," Qin Luo tilted his head, "I should be in the office."

"Yes, I can imagine the height of the files on your desk after you go back today." Janet sighed exaggeratedly.

"Please don't deepen my pain." Qin Luo was helpless.

"Managing the company is a pain for you?" Stark, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around.

"No, sir, but being ridiculed by idlers is my pain." Qin Luo laughed.

Stark glanced at Janet: "It sounds like you're busy, Wasp."

"I was wrong, Boss Stark." Janet apologized shamelessly.

Only then did he turn his head back in satisfaction.

"Look at his smug look." Janet curled her lips.

"Forgot to say, my hearing is very good now." Stark didn't look back.

The Wasp made a face at his back.

Qin Luo couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, she noticed that there was a line of sight looking at herself from time to time, which seemed to come from the eldest of the few Orientals.Although he can't remember his own memory, Qin Luo often hears Stark mention that he is a Chinese, so these people are his fellow villagers.She turned her head and smiled kindly at those Orientals.

Unexpectedly, her actions seemed to frighten the middle-aged man.

How is this going?She was a little surprised, but even more curious.

Master Yan was also muttering in his heart at this time, how could this dead woman still be alive?

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