Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

Peter Parker squatted on the edge of the sofa in the living room with a mournful face.But the billionaire who caused him to become like this was laughing so much that people worried that he would be hypoxic and brain dead in the next second. Peter said angrily, "Stop laughing, Mr. Stark!"

"Let you wander around in the sky without a uniform, let you lie on the walls of other people's buildings without looking at them. Seriously, Peter, if I hadn't let the smart butler identify your location, you would lie on the Avengers In an instant, the building will be smashed into a sieve."

Tony Stark tried hard to suppress his smile, but it didn't work.

"Then I don't want to say that no one else will appear in the Avengers Building!" If Peter knows that the Avengers Building will have a new assistant named Roxy Wayne, and is also trusted by Mr. Stark.

If he could even get into Tony Stark's private workshop, he would have put on his suit and headgear and come to Avengers Tower.

"Okay, Roxy won't say anything. It's not like you don't know the identities of their family members."

Tony waved his hand to end the topic, but Peter was a big boy with almost two faces when he put on his suit and took it off.

It is mainly reflected in the seamless transition between chatter and shyness.

"Wait, does Roxie already know the real identity of Mr. Wayne?"

Peter naturally knew that too, but he knew that the process was very difficult.As for Roxy, when he met with the other party last week, Roxy didn't even know that six people in his family except himself had the status of superheroes. How could it be less than a week? According to Mr. Stark's words She seemed to know everything already.

"Didn't you think so? The old bat told her himself. I never thought in my life that that guy would have a day of opening his mouth."

Speaking of this, Tony is not sleepy anymore, he was so excited that he even tried to chat.

Then Natasha Romanov, the black widow at the side, shook her head and raised her volume slightly: "I think you two...sir, should you still remember the reason why we gathered here today?"

"Oh, oh!" Hearing Natasha mention it, Peter finally remembered the things he had left behind, and the feeling of falling off the horse before was not so strong.

After all, several friends around him and Aunt Mei already knew his true identity.

Even Ned and Harry set up a [The Man Behind Spider-Man Association], and I don't know who else will join that association besides the two of them?Eugene?

"That's how it happened!" In fact, this meeting was temporarily held after Peter discovered something wrong in New York in the past few days, reported it to the Avengers, and Steve discussed with Tony.

"A lot of immigrants? Shouldn't this be handled by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs or the Immigration Department? The Avengers also have this business?"

Eagle-eyed Agent Clint Barton slumped on the sofa in a daze. He was the only one among the few who had a wife.

Besides, he came directly from home today.Therefore, before being fed by the Wayne girl, he had already eaten a round at home.

He didn't plan to eat it at first, but just now Stark called him fat and asked Roxy to do whatever he wanted, so that's okay.

Even if he supported himself to death, he would have to choke Stark a few times before he was reconciled.

That's why he was paralyzed like he is now, and was cast a disdainful look by his long-time friends and partners.

"That's the problem, they are not smugglers at all, they have identity!"

Peter naturally also knew that if it was a human smuggling case, he would not need to report it to the Avengers.

After all, although they had the opportunity of S.H.I.E.L.D. when they were established, like the Justice League, they are not under the jurisdiction of any country, and they only have cooperative relations with governments of various countries.

Naturally, there is no need to deal with smuggling.

"What's the problem?" Natasha was obviously not as optimistic as Clint, she frowned slightly: "Alien invasion?"

"No, they are all Earthlings—all Earthlings with no past memories."

"To be precise, even if I ask them, I can't remember where I was born, and I don't even have any memory of the Justice League. It's as strange as a newborn baby."

If such a situation only happened to one or two people, then it would be fine. It might just be a mental illness, or it might just be that the other person has some supernatural ability or phenomenon.

But when such a group of people grew slowly, and at the same time, Tony, who was notified by Peter, seemed to think of something, after checking some information in advance, the problem became obvious.

Tony Stark waved his hand and asked his smart butler to put the problems he realized last night and the information he queried through the database on the screen.

"This is the current population of the Earth."

On the screen, a huge 150 billion came into view.

Peter? Damn it.Parker, and my good boy Harry and their mutual friend Ned, don't let me catch them.

I hatefully bypass the location where Tony is assembling things. This is my boss's habit. Usually the organization of the studio does not include the things he is researching and assembling.After all, Tony seems to be a standard chaotic orderly person.

This means that although his studio is messy, only he can find the order in which to store things.

Although the super powerful artificial intelligence butler will definitely record the location of my storage and remind my boss when he can't find something.

However, in the "Difficult Boss" I received on the first day of employment, it was written that unless Tony completed the assembly work.Otherwise, the work can be temporarily kept in a chaotic state until the work is completed.

So I decided to clean up the studio before I got off work, and now I just need to clear a place for Tony to set his feet.

When I put away the studio, I picked up my breakfast and coffee and walked into the small office that Tony allocated to me.

The coffee has melted some ice cubes while I was tidying up the studio. Fortunately, I put a paper towel in advance, and the cold water droplets did not drip on the ground when I was walking.

After I sat down in my seat, I took out the notebook in my bag, opened the mailbox after turning it on, and saw that the email sent by Miss Pepper in advance had been quietly lying in my mailbox.

Ever since my boss asked me to finish my breakfast, tidy up the office a little bit and then assist Miss Pepper with the paperwork, I knew that this paperwork was definitely not urgent, and more likely just another tantrum from my boss , or don't want to talk to a certain executive of the other company (our own company), so he refuses to sign.

And Ms. Pepper is going to let me press my boss to sign the contract that they have spent a lot of time negotiating.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, yet Paris was six hours earlier than New York.

Therefore, it is already four o'clock in the afternoon on Miss Pepper's side in France, and it is still working time, when I can boldly send messages to the other party without worrying about disturbing her.

[I have received the email and am checking it! 】

Ms. Pepper was still busy, and within a minute of sending my message, she received a short but powerful reply from the superwoman at work: "The contract legal department has checked it in advance, you can read it again Once again, if there is no problem, bring it to Tony for him to sign—remember, make sure that guy signs it!"

It can be seen that my boss has tortured Miss Pepper for a long time, and vividly expressed the sorrow of a self-willed secretary to the president who is physically and mentally exhausted.

【OK! 】

I opened the file, and it was obvious that this was one of the things Miss Pepper did when she traveled all the way to France. This company is a leader in the medical device industry, and it has cooperation with Stark Industries on parts and energy. I don't know how their executives offended Mr. Stark, and they didn't even want to sign the contract.

The legal department of Stark Industries, like the legal department of the Wayne Group, can almost be called the strongest legal team on the surface of the earth. The latter specializes in dealing with the outrageous words and deeds of their boss——

Now I know that he? Mom is just a disguise, and our family’s legal consultant team is really lonely at work—the former is not too far behind, and always has to wipe his ass behind his boss.

Occasionally, they are forced to work overtime because of Tony's superhero behavior, but I heard that their salary is as high as his? Mom, which is similar to the salary class of group executives.

Even if my grades are not very good, but this essay has passed the review of the legal department.

There is obviously no contract trap in the case, and the other party seems to be very sincere about profits, and wants to create a win-win situation.

So after browsing once and confirming that the documents were correct, I picked up the tablet and the contract I just printed out to go out to find my boss.

But before I opened the door, there was a very familiar figure standing in front of the door...or a ghost.

"Super!" I took a step back abruptly, the male ghost in front of me was the one my father sent away...

Forgot where the male ghost was, he stood in front of me, he seemed very guilty when he saw that he scared me, but he stretched out his hand to straighten me up, but his palm went through my palm again.

He stopped suddenly.

"Sorry..." After a few seconds, I heard his voice say calmly. I blinked my eyes, and realized whether my actions might hurt the other party, and quickly stood up straight. , waved his hand and said: "No, no, I didn't notice it myself... Why are you here? I thought you had already found a place to take you temporarily?"

The handsome male ghost nodded, and then said with some embarrassment: "The supreme mage did take me in, but he also told me that I might get something unexpected by coming here today."

What, what mage?

Does my dad know Dumbledore?So is Hogwarts real?So why don't I have an owl?Is he lost?

While I was thinking, I casually glanced over the male ghost in front of me. At the same time, I didn't forget that I still had work in my hand, and I didn't know if the Avengers had discussed and played.If I went to Captain America for an autograph would he give it to me?

The moment I opened the door, I stopped suddenly.

Captain America, Captain America Memorial.

I know where that male ghost looks familiar, Chao, isn't it just familiar, I just went there last month, and I even took pictures!

I shook my hands, slowly took out my mobile phone, opened the photo album, and found the photo I took passionately because it was too bright.

It's you, a hero of World War II, a member of the Roaring Commando, and it is said that he is a super good friend of Captain America.

James Buchanan Barnes.