Chapter 11: A Spicy Business Card

"Steve. Rogers? How do you feel like you've heard it somewhere? Ronnie thought a little strangely, the name was so familiar.

"World War II hero, Captain America Steve. Rogers. Idiot. Venom's voice rang in his head.

"Oh yes." With Venom's reminder, Ronnie remembered. When I was studying history in elementary school, Captain America, a World War II hero, was a character in the textbook. When he first learned this history, Ronny was still wondering how it was different from his cosmic history.

Later, when I thought about the black technology in this universe, I was relieved. In parallel universes, there will naturally be some things that are different.

"Your name is the same as Captain America." Ronnie said with a smile. He just said it casually, only to find that Steve's expression seemed to become a little nervous?

"yes, I'm surprised that my name is the same as Captain America's." Steve said with a color in his eyes that was called a void of heart.

Ronnie looked at Steve suspiciously, how could he be so nervous?

"Venom, this guy is nervous, isn't he?"

"He's nervous."

"Why is that? Why should he be nervous? Ronnie thought to himself, confused. With the Captain America name, what is he nervous about?

"Perhaps...... Is he the Captain America? Venom's cold words startled Ronnie.

"It can't be, Captain America is a man from seventy years ago. Steve looks like he's only in his twenties, how is that possible? Although Ronnie said so, he already believed it in his heart.

Steve didn't know the common sense that the door number was printed with his last name, he hadn't seen Chinese food, and he was nervous about mentioning Captain America. Coupled with the rampant black technology in this world, it is not impossible that he is Captain America.

"Steve, what are you doing now?" Ronnie asked.

"I work as a fitness instructor at a gym." Seeing that Ronnie spoke, Steve hurriedly said. His hair straightened at the suspicious gaze of Ronnie, and he was uncomfortable.

"Fitness trainer? Where is it? If I have the chance, I'll study and see if I can develop a muscle like yours. Ronnie said with a smile.

"Absolutely." Steve rubbed his hands on his body for a long time, took out a business card, and handed it to Ronnie. "Here's my business card with the address of the health club on it, and you can find me here."

"Okay, I remember." Ronnie took it and said. "I'll go first, so I won't bother you."

"Well, walk slowly."

Ronnie says goodbye to Steve with a smile and leaves Steve's house.

Sending off Ronnie, Steve breathed a sigh of relief.

"This person seems to be suspicious of my identity? Where was it exposed? Steve scratched his head in annoyance. Although his camouflage skills are poor, his observation skills are excellent. At a glance, it was clear that Ronnie had doubts about his identity.

"It's ......," Steve shook his head helplessly.

"But this fritter is really delicious."

……

Ronnie returned to his home.

"Do you want to spy on it?" Venom suggested.

"No, I don't. If he wasn't Captain America, naturally nothing would have happened. Even if it's really Captain America, what does it have to do with me? As a World War II hero, will he still harm me? Ronnie shook his head.

"Whatever you want. Don't forget my hundred boxes of Ferrero. I haven't bought it until now. ”

"I haven't forgotten ......"

"Where's Catherine?" Ronnie glanced at it suspiciously, but didn't notice Catherine's figure. The TV in the living room was still on, and the air conditioner was on, but Catherine's figure was nowhere to be seen.

Too lazy to look for her, Ronnie turned and walked into his bedroom.

Looking at the unseemly futon that was tossed on the bed, the corners of his mouth twitched. Let her open the window to breathe, and she tossed around on the bed. Really......

Take two steps forward and tidy up the messy bedding. Ronnie is a severe obsessive-compulsive person who can't see his own messy things.

"Ronnie!" Catherine's voice came from outside.

"What for?" Ronnie replied and continued to lay out the futon.

"Come here."

"Wait a minute."

"Oh."

After three or two re-laying the futon, he looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. Turn around and come to the living room.

Catherine came out of nowhere, lying on the couch watching TV.

"You're so moisturized." Grabbed a pillow and smashed it precisely on Catherine's head.

"What for!" Catherine glared at Ronnie.

"Something to do with me." Ronnie asked, sitting down on the single couch next to Catherine.

"Whose business card is in your bedside table?" The legendary phone? Catherine said with a wink.

"It's rude to rummage through someone else's drawer, Catherine." Ronnie said speechlessly.

"It's not like I didn't treat you as an outsider."

"...... "I have to thank you for co-authoring?"

"You haven't answered me yet. Is this business card the phone number of that? Catherine said excitedly.

"Which phone?" Ronnie looked at Catherine suspiciously, what do you mean?

"That's it! That one! Catherine frowned anxiously.

"What's this, that's it, you just say it." Ronnie was speechless. What is this kid doing?

"Such words are detrimental to my ladylike image!" Catherine said solemnly.

"......" Lady ...... It's good if you're happy.

"It's ......" Catherine had an idea, stretched out her hands, and patted it.

Bang bang bang.

Ronnie watched the action, listened to the voice, combined with the words from before.

He understood......

The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at Catherine, as if he had cracked open her skull to see what filthy thoughts were inside.

"This is the business card of one of my senior sisters, not pimping." Ronnie rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Cut! Boring. Catherine lost interest. She thought it was some kind of custom industry. The business cards of Shinjuku, Japan's custom industry are like this, and you can't blame her! It's all the business card's fault, she's so pure and cute!

But with Catherine's unusual reminder, Ronnie remembered the glamorous figure at the Science Museum in the city center.

"Maria. Hill...... Just ask Lao Hei about the information about the company where this senior sister works. Ronnie thought to himself.

Ronnie is about to be a senior. Similar to my home country, fourth-year students basically have to go out and look for jobs if they don't choose to go to graduate school. Ronnie is no exception.

That Hill is a typical strong woman at first glance, not an ordinary person can be resolute. Although her words were very vague, Ronnie did not doubt it.

I went to the school this afternoon and asked about the situation. Professor Aix should know something.