The top of fame and fortune [Comprehensive British and American]

"So, that's the reason for your hellish expression?" Erika still maintained a relaxed half-sitting posture, looking at Peter Parker who hurriedly sat down next to her, with the unfolded daily recreation in his hand.

Peter frowned slightly when he saw Erica just glanced at the headline, but then relaxed it quickly, as if he didn't care too much about the exaggerated news.

And Peter was obviously full of doubts, "I was really shocked by this nonsense report. It probably sold 70 copies this morning. They smeared you as a gold digger and guessed that you were dating Star Clarke or Wayne."

"This photo was just an accident," Erica covered her mouth and yawned, "The New Year's gift you received last night, the signed Iron Man limited edition hero card, was taken before this photo, I'm asking Mr. Stark for his signature."

Peter almost exclaimed, and immediately took out the brand-new hero card from his coat, which was given to him by Erica last night, "The signature on this is actually from Mr. Stark? I thought it was from a store clerk imitate."

After all, Mr. Tony Stark is notoriously arrogant, let alone asking him to sign, he didn't even bother to take the bills that others handed him.

Without giving Erica a chance to continue speaking, Peter muttered, "When you gave me this card last night, you didn't mention that you attended Wayne's New Year's Eve party and met Mr. Stark."

"Because I wish I could get a good night's sleep and not be dragged around all night talking about how cool your idol, Mr. Iron Man, is."

Erica looked at the daily newspaper that Peter threw on the bed, "And I'm not attending the New Year's Eve party, I just sent a work document to Mr. Wayne, who told him to be the boss of my internship company."

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Twelve hours ago, Manhattan, New York

On the last day of the year, Wall Street is still busy, even if it is a US legal holiday in a few hours.

In the Wayne Group Building, Erica Parker, as a vacation intern, was responsible for related work that was not easy. As a second-year student majoring in economics at the Columbia University Undergraduate School, she felt The pressure is not easy.

It was not until evening that Erica finally finished her work. She closed the file and looked out the window. The monopoly capital and Wall Street skyscrapers that dominated everything were still brightly lit. She put on her coat and was about to go home from work. Footsteps and a male voice came from behind the table, "Miss Parker—"

Erika turned around and looked over, and the other party was the administrative assistant to the newly appointed CEO, "Mr. Taylor."

"If possible, can you send this document to Wayne Manor?" The white male, who is a typical Wall Street elite, smiled kindly, "Mr. Wayne needs it, but the executive office is currently busy with a deliberation drafting Work, it is difficult to leave for a while."

Erica looked at Mr. Taylor in front of her without changing her expression about this job that seemed to be out of her scope of work.Like many people in the Wayne Group, he probably speculated in private that she had a special relationship with Bruce Wayne, or that there would be one sooner or later.

In fact, Mr. Taylor, the administrative assistant, was thinking that his arrangement could not be a better idea. It would not only save him from an unplanned delivery of official documents, but also create a relationship between the blond stunner and Mr. Wayne. Opens up a new opportunity for contact, doesn't it?

With Bruce Wayne's national reputation as a playboy, he didn't think Mr. Wayne would be reluctant to have an "office romance".

In particular, he has heard the news from the Finance Department. A few months ago, when Erica Parker was doing a summer internship at Wayne Group, Mr. Wayne personally called the Chief Financial Officer and asked the other party to agree to Erica Parker's advance payment. Salary request.

Thinking of this, Mr. Administrative Assistant smiled a little more kindly, "Of course, if you are short on time, I can make other arrangements for the delivery of this document."

Erica certainly doesn't like to do an extra job after a busy day.But as a vacation intern, when faced with a request that is not excessive, it is usually the correct interpersonal choice to accept, "I just happened to be passing by Wayne Manor."

Although it was already evening, Erica was not in a hurry to go home. Aunt May and Peter probably would not be able to get home until around nine o'clock in the evening.

Since Uncle Ben passed away half a year ago, the family has lost their source of income. For this reason, Aunt Mei can only choose to work overtime and night shifts in order to get as much salary as possible; Peter is only a 16-year-old high school student, but He became a part-time student of the "Daily Bugle" early on.

In New York City, which is both heaven and hell, the Parker family, who are busy making a living, is just one of millions of families.

Wayne Manor is located on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Now that high-rise apartments are expensive, this four-story classical mansion with an area of ​​tens of thousands of square feet is so extravagant that every step feels like stepping on gold.

Tonight's New Year's Eve party, where celebrities from New York gathered, was extremely grand, not to mention the inside of the banquet hall, and even the atmosphere outside the manor was extraordinarily warm.

Although the New Year's Eve party was not private, only a few reporters were allowed to enter, so hundreds of photographers gathered outside, pressing the shutters constantly, and the flashes almost never stopped.

Erica didn't have an invitation card, but Mr. Wayne must have informed the guards that there would be company staff to deliver the documents, so she was not stopped in any way.

After stepping into the warm dinner hall, a waiter in a dress and white gloves stepped forward, took off the woolen coat for her, and hung it aside with the saddle bag she received.

She was about to ask the waiter if she knew where Mr. Wayne was, when she looked up, she saw Bruce Wayne standing on the steps covered with woolen Persian carpet, talking with a banker, he was so conspicuous that it was hard to see ignore.

He was dressed in black clothes, full of flashy and elegant aristocratic style, and the sexy charm brought by hormones, he was like a French slut from the last century.

He behaves like a heartthrob, but those blue eyes are calm and deep, which is really contradictory.

Erica raised her eyebrows. Whenever she saw Mr. Wayne, she couldn't help feeling that he really had the capital to become the most famous playboy in the world.

After the banker next to Wayne left with a glass of wine, Erica walked up the white oak steps and stood in front of him, "Mr. Wayne, here are the documents you need."

Bruce Wayne took the document and showed a surprised look, "I thought you were off work."

"I just happened to drop by." Erica didn't mention too much, she just wanted to get out of here early and catch the subway as soon as possible.

And Mr. Wayne threw out an invitation to her, "You can stay and come to the party."

He continued, "Of course, this is just a suggestion. Maybe you have already decided to spend today with Luther."

Bruce took down two tulip-shaped wine glasses containing noble rot wine from the tray carried by the waiter, and he handed the wine to Erica, "I heard that Luthor has a very good momentum in Washington recently, I think he will probably be able to get in smoothly. White House."

Wayne very naturally talked about Lex Luthor, the business tycoon who has recently caused an uproar in American politics.

Wayne and Luthor, the two richest men in Gotham and the Metropolis, have had a lot of business cooperation in the past, and were even considered friends, but Lex Luthor's attitude towards "sanctioning Superman" became more and more extreme. After that, the two sides became estranged a lot.

But Bruce Wayne took the initiative to mention Luthor at this time. After all, apart from the ordinary and mediocre relationship between him and Erica "the company boss and its employees", the only thing that the other party is Luthor's girlfriend can be regarded as a little bit. Relationships that are a little more adept than work.

Maybe "girlfriend" is a thing of the past, though, Bruce thought.

Soon, he heard Erika mention helplessly, "Actually, we have been separated for a while."

It's kind of weird talking about your private life with a company boss, but since Erica had been involved with her "long-lost ex-boyfriend" before meeting Bruce Wayne, Wayne The topic that En is now raising is not considered out of bounds.

As for Bruce Wayne's slightly friendlier attitude towards her than the average intern, Erica prefers to attribute it to Lex.

Hearing the news of the breakup from Erica, Bruce showed an apologetic expression, and he quickly said in a relieved tone, "Luthor is really difficult to get along with sometimes."

"No, it's my problem." Erica's tone didn't change, but it was obvious that she was firmly defending her ex-boyfriend, rather than blaming the other party for the reason for the breakup.

Bruce Wayne's brow furrowed for a short while, and he quickly calmed down. He raised his glass, "This noble rot wine is very good, you can try it."

Erica just took a sip, intending to say goodbye to him and leave the party, but when she looked casually at the banquet hall under the stairs, she accidentally saw Mr. Iron Man standing not far away.

The first thing that flashed through her mind was not the crowd around Stark, or his arrogant but outstanding appearance, but the Iron Man hero card she put in her backpack, which was her today Late to prepare a New Year's gift for Peter.

"Erica—" Bruce reminded her of her distraction.

"Sorry," Erica put the wine glass in her hand on the stable ladder railing, "I have some things to deal with, and I have to leave after that, so I can't participate in this party."

After she finished speaking, she gave Bruce Wayne a pretty dazzling smile, and at almost the same moment, she turned and walked down the stairs.

Wayne was about to continue talking to her, but was interrupted by an oil businessman not far away. He had obviously drunk a lot, "Bruce, the wine at the party is really great!"

And Bruce Wayne looked at the back that was about to go away. Her steps were always free and easy, with a bit of arrogance unique to a beautiful woman, as if no one was worth her stopping. He raised his glass and took a sip For a moment, "Some people don't think so."

He was about to follow a lady down the steps, but was stopped by some drunken oil traders, "Bruce, you have to tell me where the wine came from."

Master Wayne was not in a very good mood at the moment. He had just dismissed a banker not long ago, and now an oil businessman had arrived, and the person he was willing to talk to was not bothered to stay for a minute.

When Bruce was entangled by the oil dealer, Erica had already pulled out the limited edition card from her saddle bag in the storage area.

And when she walked towards Stark with a hero card and a half-new pen, Tony just walked out of the noisy crowd who excitedly suggested that he put on his armor and "explode something" at the scene.After all the attention and the limelight, Tony leaned against the white oak steps with a whiskey in his hand.

Then, he heard a female voice behind him, a slightly deep magnetic alto, very sexy, "Excuse me for interrupting, sir, maybe you would like to sign this card?"

Tony Stark turned around, and when he saw the lady clearly, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Where did this Miss Stunning come from?

She looked just like the satin shirt she was wearing, it was really dazzling.

Tony met the gray-toned green eyes of this stunning lady, and thought that she might be very suitable to be a Hollywood person. When she stared at the camera on the screen, the entire audience might have the illusion of being electrocuted, just like him This is now.

Stark took the hero card and pen, and asked briefly, "Name?"

"You can write 'To Peter,'" Erica said politely, her manner was gentle and polite, but her momentum was never weak, as if she always took the lead, "I'm Erica, nice to meet you."

Tony returned the autograph card and pen to her, "That's a really nice name."

Erika, strong-willed, sexy blonde, rich, capricious, and restless.

If Erica could hear what Stark was thinking at the moment, she would probably tell him honestly—the other points may be in line, but for the point of 'rich', it is really far from it, she is completely poor.

Stuffing the card and pen into her trouser pocket, Erika was about to leave, but before she could say goodbye to Stark briefly, she was grabbed by the shoulders and back of the man walking forward with extremely elegant steps.

Bruce Wayne paused for a moment on her face before looking at Stark opposite, "I'm glad you didn't act indifferent and arrogant as usual, Erica is my model employee."

"A model employee? This lady doesn't seem to be over 20 years old." Tony and Wayne have never gotten along well, and they will not let the other party "smear" him at will.

"In the past two years, Erica will be an intern at Wayne Group during the holidays," Bruce looked at Erica, "I haven't heard you mention it before, and you are a supporter of our 'Great Mr. Iron Man'. "

'Probably because we don't know each other very well,' Erica thought, and said at the same time, "My brother admires Mr. Stark very much, and I admire superheroes."

Tony was quite satisfied with this answer, "You see, our Miss Erika's family is very tasteful."

"Admiration for superheroes? Maybe Batman is among them?" Bruce looked down at Erica. At close range, the gentleman's handsomeness and sexiness were very shocking. He reminded her, "You know, I Funding and technically supporting Batman over the years has become almost an open secret."

Master Wayne showed his charm as usual, but unfortunately the other party didn't seem to buy it——

In the seemingly endless verbal confrontation between these two gentlemen, the polite smile Erica maintained before has become quite cold. It is not a work matter, and her patience is limited, and when she is expressionless, she looks a little rebellious tame.

The next moment, Erica heard the sound of the shutter being pressed not far away, and when she looked up in the direction of the sound, Mr. Wayne beside her was still trying to ask her, "Maybe you prefer masked vigilantes?" ?”

When the last syllable of Bruce Wayne's words fell, Erika realized that the photographer had mixed into the lively crowd of the party, and soon lost recognition.

Stark and Wayne, who have long been accustomed to being public figures, are obviously not worthy of their attention when they are photographed by reporters at parties.Erica, as an unknown person, thought that she didn't seem to have any position or need to ask these two gentlemen to come forward and destroy the photos.

Now, she just wants to catch the subway as soon as possible.

Raising her wrist and looking at the time, Erika said succinctly, "I have to go, gentlemen, please continue to enjoy the party."

Before she finished speaking, she turned and left.

And Stark and Wayne didn't even have a chance to answer, so they could only watch her tall and sexy back go away.

The two super rich couldn't help but think: This lady, why does she feel that she is living a more elegant and unrestrained life than them, so she dismisses her?