[Zhongyingmei] The right way to become a women's clothing boss

Xia Yin looked at the man in front of him suspiciously, and the man looked at him with eyes full of complicated emotions.

Maizi's gaze swung between Strucker and Xia Yin, "You know each other?"

"Uh..." Xia Yin felt a little embarrassed, he shrugged, "At least, I don't know him."

Xia Yin's answer was completely within Maizi's expectations, no one knew better than her, even if the man in front of him knew Xia Yin, it was impossible for Xia Yin to know him.

Listening to Xia Yin's words, Strack felt a little ridiculous, "What are you talking about?" He walked in the direction of Xia Yin, "Why are you here? The news I got is that you are dead."

Strack walked quickly, he stretched out his hand to hold Xia Yin, and the next second, Xia Yin avoided Strack's hand with great precaution.

"I'm really sorry," Xia Yin avoided Strucker's hand, and there was a little alienation in the smile on his face, "I really don't know you."

Strack froze in place, he didn't realize for a moment, whether Xia Yin was lying to him, or really didn't remember anything.

Just as Strack was standing still, Xia Yin silently stepped back again, and at the same time he gave Maizi a look.

Maizi received Xia Yin's gaze, and she quickly walked to Strack.

"Uh, sir," Maizi said, "Lucifer hasn't come back yet, so what you want to say is the same as what I said."

Maizi's body blocked Strucker, successfully blocking Xia Yin tightly, and Xia Yin took this opportunity to run back to the bar.

When Strucker reacted, only Maizi was left in front of him, and Xia Yin couldn't even see his shadow.

"..." Strack was silent for a while, but decided to finish his business first.

"It's like this," Strucker straightened his expression, showing a kind smile, "Lord Lucifer said before..."

Xia Yin hid in the bar, where there was still the bottle of wine that he and Maizi hadn't finished before.

The voice of Maizi and Strucker's conversation could be faintly heard from the gate, and Xia Yin became upset for no reason.

Xia Yin felt strangely familiar with the man who appeared at the door, and it was very likely that he was someone he knew when he was still alive.However, Xia Yin didn't seem to know anything about himself from that population, probably because of an inexplicable sense of resistance, Xia Yin subconsciously had a kind of defense against this man.

"Tsk." The young man picked up the wine bottle irritably, poured a full glass of wine into his own glass, and then raised his hand to drink it down.

The earliest memory that can be traced back to Xia Yin's mind is the day when he first met Lucifer.He could still remember Lucifer's surprised expression when he saw him for the first time, but he couldn't recall any of Xia Yin's other memories before that.

Losing your memory for no apparent reason is not a very interesting experience.At first, Xia Yin didn't even remember his own name, and Lucifer told him his name.

Probably Lucifer was also very depressed. As the lord of hell, he could know the name of the soul in front of him, but he couldn't find the memory of the soul before his death.

Lucifer has been firmly telling Xia Yin that one day Xia Yin's memory will come back.Not long after that, Xia Yin became a waiter in Lucifer's bar in the world, still unpaid.

Xia Yin tries hard every day to recall what happened when he was still alive, but without exception, he never recalls a single thing. This day-to-day situation makes Xia Yin a little tired.

Xia Yin felt vaguely in his heart that he seemed to have forgotten something important, and this feeling tortured him every day.

The wine glass was placed heavily on the bar by Xia Yin, and his gaze was directed towards the entrance of the bar. The people there might tell him something very important.

Probably after talking about important matters with Strucker, the figure of Maizi appeared in Xia Yin's line of sight.

"Finished?" Xia Yin glanced at Maizi.

Maizi nodded, then walked into the bar and stood next to Xia Yin.

"Telephone." Maizi put a note in front of Xia Yin.

Xia Yin stared at the note for a while, "The person at the door?"

"Well," Maizi poured himself some more wine, "I guess you are not ready yet, so I asked him to leave a phone number. When you are ready, if you want to find him, just call Bar."

The note was carefully put away by Xia Yin, "Thank you." He sincerely thanked Maizi.

Maizi smiled, and then poured wine into Xia Yin's empty glass, "If you really want to thank me, then drink all of Lucifer's wine with me."

The S.H.I.E.L.D.-Avengers joint operation did an excellent job of initial missions, and the entire process went incredibly smoothly.

"To be honest," Tony leaned on the sofa in the hotel, holding a cup of coffee, "I really think that I should try to be an actor, I think I can definitely get a statuette back."

Steve had just finished reading the next plan made by S.H.I.E.L.D. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard Tony's words.

"I think so too!" Peter has always been Tony's no-brainer. In his eyes, no matter what Tony Stark does, he has his own filter.

"Your acting skills are really good," Peter sat next to Tony, the boy hadn't recovered from the atmosphere in the casino before, "You really act like a second-generation ancestor!"

"Hey," Natasha really couldn't listen anymore, there must be a limit to her mindless bragging.

"Peter," Natasha looked at Little Spider earnestly, "That's not acting, he's acting in his true colors. He's an out-and-out second-generation ancestor."

Peter's eyes widened, he stared at Natasha, "How is that possible!" He began to argue for his idol, "Mr. Stark is not the second generation ancestor, the only thing he and the second generation ancestor have in common is that they are rich .”

For Peter's spare no effort to flatter, Natasha rolled her eyes happily, and then gave up the conversation with Peter.

Tony, who listened to the entire conversation between Peter and Natasha, expressed full satisfaction in contrast, and he stuffed an apple into Peter's hand.

A few of them were huddled in a suite of a luxury hotel, when the door opened, they looked in the direction of the door with a moment of alertness, and a man walked in.

Tony and the others relaxed instantly, and Peter waved at Jason at the door, "You're back!"

Jason nodded slightly to Peter, "I followed him to a hotel and watched him go up."

"That is to say," Tony said, "he plans to stay a few days longer this time? Even the hotel is booked? Didn't S.H.I.E.L.D. say that he usually doesn't stay overnight?"

"I think he didn't come out this time to gamble as usual." Jason took out his mobile phone and pulled out a photo from the photo album.

"I saw this at the entrance of the hotel," he put his phone on the table. "This person should be Strucker from Hydra."

Because of the night, the photo is not particularly clear. In the photo, a man is getting out of a car, revealing half of his face.

"Ha," Tony stretched out his fingers and fiddled with the phone, he looked at the familiar man on the screen, "Baron, I'm an old acquaintance."

"Since he's here," Steve frowned, "then Hydra must have something important for them to do this time."

"What should I do?" Natasha asked, "Catch them together, or..."

Tony pondered for a moment, "Personally, I am more inclined to put a long line to catch big fish."

Steve was still staring at Strack in the photo, without comment.

"He has a very good relationship with the Red Skull," Jason said suddenly. "If he can be caught, the news he can get is much more valuable than that York."

Steve finally raised his head, and he made a decision, "Then wait, arrest him and York together, and I'll communicate with S.H.I.E.L.D.."

After speaking, Steve took out his mobile phone, walked into the room, and called S.H.I.E.L.D.

Jason put away his mobile phone, Tony stared at Jason for a while, and suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Bruce in the video two days ago.

"Jason," Tony said, "how was your stay with us this year?"

Jason raised his head, and instead of answering Tony's words immediately, he carefully observed Tony's expression first.

"Bruce is looking for you." Jason's words were not interrogative, and Tony's eyelids twitched twice.

"You..." Tony was momentarily speechless by Jason's words, "How do you know?"

Jason didn't answer Tony's words directly, "I will go back to Gotham after this mission is over."

Hearing Jason's answer, Tony breathed a sigh of relief, and finally escaped from Bruce's regular video call.

"I'm going to bed." Jason stood up, and the incomplete gemstone on his neck reflected a faint light under the light.

Tony was attracted by the gem, and after a few seconds of stunned, he quickly reacted.

"Good dream," Tony smiled at Jason.

At four o'clock in the morning, Xia Yin was lying on his bed, and he woke up suddenly.

The voice of the man who couldn't see the face in the dream seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

"No matter where you go, you must tell me." There was a trace of grievance in the man's voice, but it was more gentle.

Xia Yin seemed to be very familiar with that tone, which made Xia Yin breathless.

There was an indescribable discomfort at the heart, and Xia Yin felt a wetness on his face. He reached out and touched it, and it was tears.

Xia Yin found that he couldn't stop the tears at all, the tears kept coming out, falling down his cheeks drop by drop.

"Who are you?" Xia Yin muttered to himself.