[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

"I got you a new assistant, Tony," Pepper said.

Tony paused as he unscrewed the water bottle.

"Let me see, the last time you said that to me, a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent was recruited."

"It's just an intern, recommended by Saul." Pepper handed over the file bag, "I remember you just mentioned the takeaway thing a few days ago. There is no need for an errand, isn't it?"

"Come on, Pepper, do you think I'll let a beautiful woman run errands?—Wait." Tony raised his eyebrows, suddenly alert, "The assistant you're talking about is a female, right? Look at Happy For sake, I don't want to find another—"

"It's not 'big beauty,'" Pepper corrected him good-naturedly, "it's 'girl.'"

She smiled, pressed the remote control, and looked behind her: "Come in."

The elevator door opened, Petra took a deep breath, and stepped out of the door nervously.Directly opposite the room was the window, and the overhead light fell down, shining brightly in front of her eyes.

But the most shining thing is the owner of the building behind the desk, Tony Stark.His own existence is like a flashlight with increased wattage, and he is the focus of the crowd wherever he goes.Merry, handsome, rich, a genius mind, a superhero who has saved countless people - of course, the most important thing is to be rich.

Such a big man is of course far away from himself, so Petra did not expect that Sol would really introduce himself to Stark Corporation.

"Pepper is very nice, I mentioned a few words to her, and she will give you an interview opportunity. Of course, their company's requirements may be a little strict, but don't worry." Sowerby thumbed, "I believe you will be able to Yes. Go, Daughter of Parker!"

Then, the current president, Miss Pepper Potts, interviewed her kindly and strictly.

"Can you do housework?" She flipped through Petra's files, "I saw that you live with your aunt, two people...isn't it easy?"

"Will do."

"Can you cook?"

"Uh, no," Petra said honestly.

"Can your aunt cook?" she asked again.

"That depends on how you define the word 'will'." Petra said very euphemistically.

"Oh, so," Pepper mused, "I'm assuming you're pretty experienced in takeout."

She nodded.

"What do you usually order?"

Petra thought for a while, and pointed with a wrench: "Actually, they are all very common fast food, pizza, Vietnamese food, Thai food, dumplings..."

"It's really rich." Pepper smiled, "Very good, you've passed."

Petra: "???"

Wow, this interview is really strict!

"Hello, Mr. Stark, it's nice to see you again." Petra swallowed, a little embarrassed, "I didn't have time to introduce myself last time—I'm Petra, Petra Parker."

"Fine," Tony said curtly.He reached out and took Petra's.

After a brief shock, Tony fell into deep thought: "Are you all planning to blackmail me? Listen, kid, I told you that compensation is not a problem, but you don't have to—"

"She didn't come here for compensation." Pepper interrupted him neatly, "As I said just now, an intern works part-time, that's all."

Petra nodded vigorously: "I will work hard, Mr. Stark!"

"Oh, well, wait..."

Tony was speechless for a moment.He has done a lot of charity and is also happy to help teenagers in need.However, recruiting people around as assistants...

He had indeed had quite a few beautiful female assistants before, but the whole company and even the whole New York knew that it was just a name, and the term of office was usually two or three days, no more than one week at most.The person who has been in the position of "assistant" for the longest time has been fully proved by time and reality that she is smart and talented, and later became the CEO of this company, that is, the lady next to him.

Tony seemed to be in a dazed mood.He suddenly turned the chair, pulled Pepper over and said in a low voice: "First of all, I am very grateful that you took care of my sexual orientation. However, I have to explain that I have no experience dealing with children of this age. How old is she? What? Fourteen? I should—what can I ask her to do? Serve tea and water?"

"Miss Parker is a very good student in Midtown High School." Pepper replied, "A child of this age can already do a lot of things, Tony, how old were you when you went to college?"

"That's different."

"Of course, I know." Pepper said with a smile, "No one can be like you. I just happened to meet this kid...just in time, each takes what he wants, understand?"

Tony looked at her suspiciously.

Pepper doesn't like to mess around like herself. Under normal circumstances, she does everything with a certain purpose.Could it be—

He looked at the girl on the other side of the table from the corner of his eye. Obviously, she was a little bored waiting, and she was turning to look at the interior decoration. Right now, she was looking at the display on the bookcase next to her.

Objectively, a lovely kid, presumably underdeveloped, with a flat chest—compared to the girls he was surrounded by.He is not tall and looks very thin, but judging by the proportion of his legs, he should have great potential in the future.The waist is very thin, and the buttocks outlined by the jeans are also very warped...

Unfortunately, still a minor.

Tony thought he was quite virtuous, and didn't even dare to think about it.But if it's Saul, it's different.Maybe alien planets—uh, maybe Asgard's laws are different, anyway, gods like them have a long lifespan, and it doesn't seem to be difficult to wait for a minor to grow up.

He also said a few days ago that he wanted to bring someone to visit the Avengers headquarters. Was he talking about this girl?A fairly simple means of ingratiating, but one that works.

If it was Thor, Pepper would of course help as much as possible.

Poor Saul, the story of him being dumped by Jane spread throughout the North American continent within two days.A man in the void.Tony thought pitifully.

"So it's settled?" Pepper asked with a smile.

Tony spread his hands: "The wages you pay, you decide."

"Then I won't bother you." Pepper nodded and stepped into the elevator.

The door closed behind Petra, and she touched her cheek, trying to ease her discomfort.

"Okay kid," Tony stood up, clapping his hands, "let's see what you can do."

"Then you're Iron Man's assistant!" Ned screamed.

"To be exact, I'm just ordering takeaways for him." Petra corrected, "Mr. Stark spends almost all day in the laboratory doing research, Miss Potts just asked me to pour water for him regularly and remind him He eats so he doesn't get too sleepy and pass out in there."

"His AI can do such trivial things."

"Miss Potts said the same thing." Petra shrugged, "But his AI is made by himself after all, and it can only obey orders, so someone needs to force him to rest from an external force."

"That makes sense." Ned nodded. "How about it, is Tony Stark easy to get along with? I hope he didn't make things difficult for you."

"Or sexual harassment in the office."

Both Petra and Ned stopped and looked across.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Michelle asked.

"Well," Petra decided to ignore her occasional one or two words of genius, "of course he didn't make things difficult for me. Rather, I can't think of anything in New York that is easier than ordering takeout and getting so much food." A job that pays more."

"Anything easy comes at a price," Michelle added.

"I agree with that," Ned agreed. "She has a point."

Petra was silent.

"What do you mean? Hey, no way..." Ned was startled.

"When it comes to the price," Petra's expression became a little uneasy, and her fingers were twisted together, "I accidentally messed up something, I don't know how much compensation I have to pay..."

"Accidentally screwed up?" Ned repeated suspiciously.

"That's right, accidentally..."

She was already trying very hard to control herself.But everything has to be a gradual process, isn't it?

Petra tried to console herself.

It happened suddenly.She was sitting in her own place and studying the code on the laptop screen, Tony didn't arrange extra work for her, and only let her study by herself.So, Petra plans to get Saul's Christmas present first.She was too focused, and when she came back to her senses, her throat was so thirsty, she heard a creak, and something suddenly fell beside her.

Petra instinctively stretched out her hand to block the "attack", and heard a click, and the sound of metal breaking under her palm.Only then did she realize that it was a mechanical arm.

A gizmo made by Tony.Presumably for automatic operation or something, but it's not very sensitive, often knocks over chairs, and spills water on the ground.Petra discovered this when she arrived, and although Tony didn't tell her, she would still change the water manually.She knew that it was inconvenient for her to enter the core area of ​​the laboratory, and this little robot could solve many problems.

It must be used to bringing water glasses to Tony, but Petra is not used to it.She was concentrating on writing the code for hours, and after a sudden relaxation, she suddenly tensed up again, and her strength lost control, and she cut it off... Fortunately, she reacted quickly to catch the glass full of water , without adding new losses.

In 30 seconds, Tony is coming back from the bathroom.Petra raised her head abruptly, and spun around anxiously, looking for the vacuum cleaner.

This broken mechanical arm has to be packed up quickly... Or, hide it first?Maybe later she'll find a chance to sneak it back and put it back.If it goes well, her boss won't find out!

"Correction, it's 20 seconds." Friday's soft voice sounded above his head.

Petra was taken aback and almost threw the cup out: "Friday! Can I discuss it with you? I will fix it. Can you keep it a secret from Mr. Stark for me first? Please!"

No answer on Friday, first scanned the wreckage of the machine.

Previous footage showed Tony scolding the poor design countless times, wishing it could be dismantled and thrown into an incinerator... or something.After Friday's analysis, he replied, "No problem, Miss Parker. Five seconds."

"thank you very much!"

Petra quickly kicked the arm under the table.

The door opened and Tony strode in.

"Hey, kid, what are you thinking?" He noticed the stiffness in Petra's movements and asked casually.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm resting." She quickly closed the notebook and sat down properly.

"Doing school design?" Tony only had time to glance at the screen, "Need help?"

"No, no... I think I can handle it." Petra cleared her throat and added, "Sol likes video games, and I'm going to do a programming design with my friends. I'm just doing some page design and logic part, there is no difficulty."

"Great idea," Tony said appreciatively. "He'll love it."

He straightened his sleeves and was about to enter the laboratory, but suddenly he turned around again: "Did you see Dumi?"

"Stay...uh, what?"

"It's nothing, it's a bit stupid. Be careful, kid, don't get hurt by it." Tony obviously didn't take it to heart, and left after exhorting.

Petra dejected: I hurt it...

Friday kept her promise and was silent the entire time, save for the overhead lights that flickered and turned blue.

Before getting her first salary, Petra was burdened with a debt and her heart was heavy.

Ned comforted her: "It's nothing, aren't you the best at repairing electronic products such as computers and game consoles? It's just a robotic arm, it's a trivial matter."

"But there will be a lot of components that we don't usually use." Michelle said thoughtfully, "It's Stark's design after all, and the problems in the circuit alone are much more difficult than what we learned in the course. "

"I want to try, can you help me?" Petra clasped her hands together, "Please!"

Who can refuse such a request?Ned and Michelle glanced at each other, gearing up: "I actually have the opportunity to see the work of Iron Man himself! It's great!"

"First of all, we can get the circuit board in the experiment class, but the materials in the school may not be enough." Michelle said, "You have to borrow something from Iron Man's laboratory. I think their daily scraps should be a lot of?"

"Well, there is a large room on the 25th floor. The waste products that appear during the design of the armor will be temporarily stored here. If there is no accident, they will be sent downstairs for disposal every two days. I told Mr. Stark I'm working on a design, maybe... I can ask him for permission to enter."

After the discussion, Petra breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope everything goes well."

"Thinking optimistically, even if Mr. Stark finds out that you accidentally damaged his things, he probably won't ask you for compensation," Ned said.

"But that's not good, I've already..."

"Maybe you can prepare a Christmas present for him too?" Michelle raised her eyebrows. "Everyone, tomorrow is Christmas Eve."

"But there's no time," Petra said distressedly, "Saul's gift took us almost two weeks."

Michelle sighed: "Hint, what does Iron Man like?"