[Comprehensive British and American] Fulian Hotel

Xiaojiao looked at the young woman with a hot body, white skin, and yellow and red overalls and sighed: "So what made you come to our interview while still wearing the clothes of the previous part-time job shop? Hmm... …please state your strengths and why you think we need you.”

"Sorry, this is the only suit I have that doesn't have holes or weird liquids." Max shrugged, "Oh, I hate answering logic questions... Anyway, I have restaurant work experience, I have big breasts, I My stupid roommate burned down the bakery and I now have to work two jobs to pay off my debts, so I'm here for an interview?"

"The logic is smooth." Tony turned around on the chair casually. Of course, the Avengers Hotel Project is not just an ordinary hotel. They commissioned, oh, and by the way let him make another profit openly.

"Hey." Little Pepper glared at him.

"What does it matter? I didn't even consider bust size when I hired you, Pepper."

"I graduated from MIT! (Note 1)"

"It's just entertaining guests in the restaurant. No one will ask her to recite the baby of Menelaus' theorem."

"Her education doesn't even know the Pythagorean theorem!"

Max raised his hand: "Oh, I still have the 'valley' on the upper side."

"Okay, you've been admitted!"

"boss!=dish="

"Next~" Tony tapped the antique copper bell on the table with the tip of his pen.

Thor walked in, swinging his red cloak.

"Sol, what are you doing here?"

Sol played with the decorative deer on his table, and smiled honestly and shyly: "Oh, Tony, can I take this home to my brother? You know he is sometimes lonely in Asgar's cell."

"Casual?" Tony pursed his lips indifferently.

"Sol, I don't think we need to recruit a prince as a chef." Pepper raised his forehead.

"It's okay, I like the food in the atrium." Sol took a sip of the coffee served by Pepper, "It tastes really good, can I take this cup home for my brother?"

"...Ah, this one is also good, can you take it home to my brother?"

"This is also..."

"younger brother……"

"Uh... as long as you like it." Tony looked at Thor who stuffed the bag like a Christmas gift bag with all kinds of strange things, and in a sense, he sympathized with the evil god in the distance, and he scratched himself Eyebrows said, "Next."

The Hulk smiled honestly and sat down on a chair.

"That... Hulk, we are recruiting chefs, who cook for people to eat, not for people." Iron Man tried to communicate with the other party.

"Oooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! And Hulk wants to be a chef!" Hulk Hulk stood up.

So Tony and Pepper could only maintain a dumbfounded expression for the next 3 minutes and watched each other smash everything in the room thoroughly.

Tony looked at the Hulk's arm thicker than his thigh inserted into his desk, and swallowed silently: "Oh, congratulations, you have been admitted."

Hulk happily smashes Tony's chair.

******

Tony sat smartly on the ruined wall of the office and smoked a cigarette, the table with only three legs under his buttocks was shaking with the wind.

So for the time being, regardless of how he came back, in short, he did return to two years ago. The plague-like war had not yet spread in New York, and the people who died at that time were still alive...including him. Meet Captain America, but everything is not exactly the same as "two years ago".

One of the evidences is that the Fulian Hotel project, which should have been rejected, is now in full swing, and those stingy old guys from S.H.I.E.L.D. actually allocated funds for the construction of his hotel, which was rebuilt from another building , The construction was completed last night.

Tony called up the design drawing, and it was indeed his own design style, but he had no memory of it at all.

He himself built a hotel that didn't exist in the past without knowing it...

"Didn't everyone say that the biggest bargaining chip for a reborn person is to know what will happen~ This is simply more of a mystery."

[You prefer a life full of challenges, don't you sir. 】

"Oh, I almost forgot about you, the second evidence." Tony smiled wryly, his system manager didn't know what mode was turned on, and now his daily schedule has been changed to a common task list in rpg games format, and confirmed the incompetence of modification, "Have I been addicted to rpg games in the past?"

[It's not the first time you've given a strange order, sir. 】The electronic housekeeper complained without any ups and downs.

"I don't remember making you so long-winded, Jarvis." Tony looked at the countdown on the top line of the task list that was still in progress, and he clearly remembered that it started from 17531 hours, 37 minutes and 32 seconds, " A two-year countdown, what a vulgar insinuation."

Someone knocked on the door of his crumbling office.

"Come in, oh please be careful not to remove the door panel."

It wasn't Pepper who came in, but a short-haired girl who worked under Pepper. She was fair and beautiful, with front/convex/back curls, which was comparable to the Max I saw this afternoon.

"Sir, you need to leave here for a while, let the cleaning staff come in and move out all the damaged furniture."

The voice is also very good. Tony touched the mustache on his chin. It seems that the change is not all a bad thing. He pretended to be confused and asked: "No problem, your name is..."

"Daisy." Daisy smiled slightly.

"Oh, Daisy." Tony blinked his beautiful brown eyes--in fact, after Black Widow and Pepper, Iron Man took it as a code of conduct not to mess with the female employees around him, and he always felt his decision It's very noble, but, Tony thought, he's tried rebirth anyway, playing with fire once in a while... what does it matter?

"Would you like to come to the party at Stark Tower tonight?"

"Is there a party tonight? When did you prepare it?" Daisy asked in surprise.

"Ten minutes later." Tony took the woman's soft hand naturally, and put a kiss on the back of his hand, "At the dinner table where we are having dinner."

[Sir, I am sorry to remind you, according to the task list, you still have...]

"Jarvis, mute."

******

Who is Tony Stark? He is Iron Man, an inventor, an adventurer, a billionaire, a playboy, and a complete lunatic. All comrades were ripped off the nuclear reactor by the enemy, and after they died, they were inexplicably thrown back to the first night two years ago. He chose to hold a large party.

But there's no denying that billionaire Stark's party is one of the most attractive places in the world.

The protagonist of the feast is surrounded by several sexy and charming beauties and sits on a soft sofa. He is wearing a black suit and a pink shirt with a flamboyant bag. A few buttons on the neckline have long since disappeared. He is enjoying everyone Chasing the feeling of attention, slowly raised the wine glass filled with flowing golden champagne, laughed arrogantly and cynically and shouted at everyone: "Free to enjoy the party time!"

In the next second, the whole party was ignited by cheers and harmony, and the background music was instantly replaced by elegant waltz to intense electronic music.

Tony laughed wantonly, he likes crazy parties, you don't even know the name of the person you are kissing, and you don't care who the other person is, he put his arms around a curvy girl next to him and asked: "Oh How about we guess what your bust is? The loser drinks."

"..."

"...32c? No, hahaha, of course I won't play tricks, Tony Stark never cheats, hey, how about a sip if I have a drink?"

"..."

Tony Drunk Stark was trying to get his head out of Iron Man's helmet when the door was kicked straight from the doorway into the wall, having just improvised for everyone how to pole dance in armor.

So when Steve walked in, the famous Tony Stark was lying on the ground, his suit pants tightened his upturned buttocks, his armor was thrown aside, his bangs were wet with sweat, and he was panting in embarrassment Gas, looking slutty and sexy, seems to be able to be pressed anywhere in an instant.

But it was Captain America who walked in, the bottom line and moral model of all Avengers, so he just frowned slightly disapproving of his teammate's messy appearance.

Two screams erupted from the group of women, the first one was frightened, the second one was handsome.

Tony threw the helmet out casually, and squatted on the ground to watch it roll further and further away, and finally hit a person's feet.

Tony looked up at the guy who had picked up his helmet, blond hair as charming as his gentle blue eyes, and oh, still obnoxiously handsome.

When he looked down, he was pierced by the bright red on the opponent's waist. It took several seconds for Tony to realize that it was just one of the colors of the uniform. He smiled foolishly and greeted the opponent inarticulately: "Hey, captain , Long time no see, what did you come to me for...Look at you, you are probably the first one to come to the party in leggings."

"But he's extremely hot." A girl continued in a coquettish voice, which caused laughter from the surrounding girls.

"Aha, yes, Captain America is the fantasy object of all the girls in New York." Tony was confused twice, and finally managed to get on Steve's shoulder for the third time, and flirted with the girl. Eyes, licked his lips, "But don't you think, sometimes bad boys are sexier?"

The girls laughed.

In the next second, Tony felt the arm on the opponent's shoulder being pulled down by the opponent: "Mr. Stark, don't you feel that you forgot something tonight?"

Tony blinked his wet brown eyes innocently, making Steve a little confused for a moment whether he wanted to strangle the other party first or rub the other party's head: "What's the matter? I should take a shower and lie in 103 Is the bed in the room waiting for a date with you?"

"...Tonight is the hotel ribbon-cutting day! We all waited for you there all night! I came to find you back. Where did your phone go? Pepper made a lot of calls." Steve looked at a The blushing Tony began to fumble for his pockets, and sighed helplessly.

When looking around, a girl in suspenders and shorts quietly pointed to the table beside her. Steve frowned and walked over, and took out a dead mobile phone from the solid-colored whiskey. The signal light of the mobile phone flashed a few times It got dark.

"Oh... thank you, ah, that's what Jarvis wanted to say at that time." Tony took the phone slowly, hiccupped, and said in the direction of the air, "So you came to find me, didn't you?" Want to sleep with me? bman."

Steve couldn't bear it anymore and reached out and pinched Tony's face to straighten his gaze. He did remember to control his quadruple power but still left a few red marks on the other side's face: "...Not everyone wants to be with Tony. You go to bed, Stark."

"No, no, everyone wants to have sex with Tony Stark, and I'm as charming and charming as my money." Tony was ashamed and took it for granted, and after a while he turned his head blankly, "... Oh yes, what are you looking for me for?"

"..."

"--Wow!"

In the exclamation of the crowd.

The superhero Iron Man is carried on the shoulders of Captain America.

*Note 1: In the original movie, it was Tony who graduated from MIT. The article only guesses that Pepper also graduated from the same school.