The bat's family Wayne [Comprehensive British and American]

Even Batman, who knew something about his strange scandal, couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this sentence coming out of Iron Man's mouth.

Beneath the mask, Bruce's eyebrows are nearly knotted.

Do clones—and lovers—seem all that bohemian themselves?Bruce was a little confused about his personality for a while.If I remember correctly, I am just an ordinary playboy?Even if the dates are all women, why are there so many scandals with men?

He selectively forgot about his occasional 'free play'.

...and the dreamy hormones that emanate from all over the body.

"No." Batman said firmly.

Bruce felt unreasonable when he thought about it-others suspected that Bruce had something to do with him.Tony Stark, as a superhero, should be more sensitive to Brucey's abnormality, how could he follow these almost unfounded rumors?

——Is it true that Stark usually collects intelligence by listening to gossip like this?

Batman deeply doubts how reliable Iron Man is.

Batman cast a disgusted look at Tony.

When it came to gossip, Tony stopped dozing off.He didn't care about the iciness in Batman's tone at all, and became more and more curious: "Then what's the relationship between them?"

"...brotherhood." Batman replied sullenly, depressed.

Batman vowed that he would never be overwhelmed by sensibility again, and allowed Stark to sit in the co-pilot of the Batmobile-even if Tony claimed that accompanying him at night was a super VIP treatment unique to Batman, Bruce was unable to do so. Change your beliefs.

The noisy Stark is almost all of Bruce's impressions of this night's night watch.

In contrast, Bruce would rather choose to meet Bruce rather than go to the appointment of Rausch Stark-Batman still owes Bruce a meeting.

Isn't 'Batman busy' a good excuse?Brucey even mentioned this at the time, why didn't he think of rejecting Stark with this reason

No, Bruce didn't even think about rejecting Stark at the time.

He deeply regrets this.

Tony Stark is not worth wasting those rare sensibility!

Bruce was still angry when he got up from sleepiness the next day.I don't know if the impression left by the gossip was too deep. The memory of the time and meeting place with Tony was a bit blurred in his mind. Instead, it was the gossip Tony said that kept lingering in Batman's mind repeatedly.

He only felt that Iron Man's noisy chatter echoed in his dreams all night, so that a few hours of sleep didn't play its due role at all.

"Ah Fu." Bruce called out, but the butler didn't show up in time.

Alfred was probably downstairs in the dining room.Since Brucey appeared, they basically went to the dining room to eat the breakfast prepared by Alfred.

...unless Bruce is in bed again.

Obviously, today is not the time for the housekeeper to provide wake-up service.Bruce rubbed his temples, not daring to imagine how much shadow Stark had caused himself, so much so that he couldn't even remember it.

If it was almost dawn like last night, Bruce would let himself sleep in bed for a while.Insufficient sleep is not good for his studies, and Batman doesn't want to suddenly realize that lack of sleep really makes memory decline when he needs to use a certain ability.

But today is different.

Oh nasty Stark.

Wrapped in a nightgown, Bruce walked down the stairs and into the dining room.

"Good morning, Bruce." Bruce was as gentle as ever.

He has finished his breakfast.For some reason, Brucey was wearing a formal suit. The dark blue suit made the man's forehead even more slender and tall.Bruce was slightly two or three years younger than him. Compared with Bruce, who was already as fragrant as red wine, he looked more like a glass of fresh mint wine, light, but also had an aftertaste that could be tasted repeatedly.

"Good morning." Bruce looked rather sleepy.He looked at the computer bag that Brucey had prepared, and at Brucey in the suit and leather shoes. He seemed to have finally pulled out his own memory from the corner of his sleepy brain, and suddenly realized: "Oh! Today is your day to go to work. day."

He yawned: "Want to come with me?"

Today is Bruce's first day at work.

In theory, Bruce should go to work at the same time as Bruce.After all, if Bruce, the immediate boss, was not present, it would be meaningless for Bruce to arrive early.

But this is his first job in this world, the first day of work, and Bruce doesn't want to be late with Bruce.

...As for asking Bruce to get up on time in advance and go to work together?

No, Brucey would never have had such unrealistic expectations.

In order to avoid going to work, this guy Bruce even came up with the idea of ​​finding a substitute, but what's the point of being late?

"No need," Brussy mentioned his beloved bat computer, and his mood went up to a new level visibly to the naked eye.

He smiled a little: "I'll go to the company to report first and get familiar with the environment, just take your time."

Bruce raised an eyebrow.

"See you at the company?"

"See you at the company." Bruce said goodbye, and walked away briskly carrying the bat computer.

Bruce's onboarding went smoothly.He followed Henry and was arranged into the secretaries' offices by the other party.

There were a total of three secretaries in the room.According to Bruce's original arrangement, the three secretaries performed their own duties, and they were able to cover all the company's businesses, large and small, without too many problems.Although the work will be a bit busy, but who told Wayne to pay a high salary?

It was a bit embarrassing that Bruce was suddenly arranged in now.

He bears the surname of 'Wayne' and has the same face as his immediate boss, as if he is afraid that someone will not know the connection between him and Bruce.The three old secretaries looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know what tasks to arrange for Bruce.

The atmosphere was momentarily awkward.

In the end, the oldest secretary pulled a questionnaire from the drawer and gave it to him: "This is the employee satisfaction survey we planned to do before. It just so happens that you came today, why don't you go get this first. Wait for the chairman to come Let's see what job he arranges for you."

Bruce came later than Bruce had expected.After finishing the questionnaire, he stayed in front of the computer for a long time before seeing Bruce's late arrival, passing through the crack of the door.

He stood up and followed Bruce into the chairman's office.

"Bruce." Just one morning, Brucey already felt the vague rejection from the other three people in the office, and Brucey wanted to quickly find a suitable position for himself, "What do I need to do?"

Bruce looks at him.

The young son of the Wayne family has never had to worry about making a living, which means that Brucey has never done anything other than his ideal career-he will only be a doctor.

"No." Bruce didn't think about it, "My previous secretary was already competent for most of the work. As for you—" He glanced at Bruce, and took back the suggestion that the other party should eat a vegetarian meal.

Seeing Brucey like this, he probably wouldn't want to.

"Just make me tea and coffee." Bruce changed his tone.After finishing speaking, he complained vaguely, "The taste they make is not what I like."

... This is of course impossible.

But Bruce didn't know.

When Bruce played Bruce, he drank the coffee made by the secretaries and didn't think it was a bad thing.But he can't taste the taste instead of Bruce, maybe Bruce just doesn't feel like drinking it?

Brucey, who got the new assignment, was obviously in a good mood.

One hour, two hours, three hours—

Bruce tapped his pen, drawing the attention of another person in the room.

"Bruce?"

"You've poured me tea three times, Bruce." Bruce tilted his head and looked at his new secretary. "Thank you, but I don't want to run to the bathroom three times in an hour."

Bruce was taken aback.Out of some professional instinct, he glanced at Bruce's kidneys, only to belatedly realize that Bruce was saying that he was pouring too much water.

Also out of some professional instinct, Bruce couldn't miss the subtle glance.

"..." He was silent, pretending that he hadn't noticed.

Instead, Bruce was a little embarrassed.He bit the tip of his tongue nervously, apologizing in embarrassment: "Sorry."

Other colleagues said he should be warmer to Bruce.As a secretary, it is also a professional requirement to be courteous to the chairman.Brucey had never done anything like this before, and of course his colleagues believed what they said.

Bruce was silent.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that the group of people were connoting Bruce's identity.

— Thanks also to Tony Stark.If the guy hadn't asked such a refreshing question in the middle of the night, Bruce wouldn't be so sensitive to such hints now.

But at the moment, Bruce just stared at the slightly embarrassed Bruce.

He didn't know what to say.

To be honest, I didn't think Brucey was so easy to deceive before, did he?

Bruce sighed: "Go back and look at your review materials first, I will call you if necessary."

Bruce nodded obediently.

"Also," Bruce rubbed his brows, feeling that his sleep-deprived brain was hurting even more.He exhorted, "Don't just listen to those unfamiliar colleagues."

"When you face me, there is no need to be so troublesome."

"……it is good."

Brucey agreed, obviously relieved, and walked out briskly.

"Right." Bruce called him.

"Batman said he'd be visiting you soon," he said. "Sorry, he's been really busy lately—that's what he asked me to pass on."

The author has something to say: *****The following is the rpg game time*****

Thinking of the undeniably close connection between Zhou Keer and Batman, you decide to follow Batman who is hunting the Joker.

Telepathic (bushi), Batman successfully found the Joker's hiding place, and the two fought together.

You seize the right moment, spread out your big cloak, and run wildly on the roof-believe, lean, leap, leap!

You planned well, and you will find a way to kill the clown when you are ready.The only problem is, your lucky s aura has tried so many times that you've forgotten its prefix—

You thought you would land safely.

Actually you can't.

Yet you landed safely.

The Lucky S Halo puts the best effort into landing you on a cushion in the blink of an eye.

DUANG!

You complain about how the super-British appearance really hurt your knee, and you look up to meet Batman's seemingly calm but implied shock eyes.

——This familiar smell of social death.

You looked down hopelessly, and found that there was a piece of cheap purple cloth under your knees.The clown is pressed tightly under your knees, only his fingers twitch occasionally, and he seems almost out of breath.

You, pupil quake.

At this time, you choose-

a- (free to fill in the blanks)