"Goodbye, Mr. Sith," Hades waved and smiled as the Sith departed, "and welcome to my taxi next time." ”

On the way back from Stark, Hades used his physical advantages and language charm to take advantage of his appearance, and at the same time slowed down the car very slowly, which fully complied with the requirements of laws and regulations, so that Sith could relax and talk to him, and finally successfully led him to give himself a hundred and fifty dollars in fare.

In fact, generally speaking, it is only about fifty dollars from Stark Industries to the Cling Building.

Of course, there is also another reason for this, that is, Sith suddenly remembered that if Hades hadn't sent him in time, he would not have been able to attend this press conference, not only would he lose his job, but also he would not have been able to get Tony Stark to answer the questions assigned by Tony Stark.

Then there is no way to get a promotion and a raise.

Thinking about it like this, coupled with Hades's sunny appearance and gentle tone, Sith instantly felt that Hades was not easy.

obviously has such a capital that can be raised by a rich woman casually, but he wants to do such a hard job, and he has such a dedicated work attitude, isn't this a classic example of the spirit of hard work and not eating the food that comes from it?

Sith, who sympathized with Hades, gave him a little more money, felt that he had done a great good deed, and gave a young man the faith to continue to persevere......

Sith broke away from his illusions, pressed the elevator button, and prepared to declare his travel expenses to the editor-in-chief, and by the way, mention a promotion and a salary increase.

Well...... How much should I pay for the journey?

In order to get the driver to rush to Stark in time, it didn't cost eight hundred dollars, right?

……

Seeing Sith enter the Clint Building, Hades moved his face, then took out all the money in his pocket, opened the co-pilot's storage box a small slit, and stuffed all of today's harvest into it.

If you don't, the pile of money inside will burst out.

"Ah, it's almost full again, let's find a time to go to the dean tomorrow." Hades scratched his head, and at that moment, the system in his head began to speak again.

[Death Rental 667 Order:

Task (Normal): Maintain a professional smile and gentle tone to deliver reporter Sith Diane to the Kling Building in New York City

Task Status: Completed

Task coefficient: 2 percent

Please select a bonus physical fitness and skill type]

The choice is naturally the same, Hades watched his [body] become 834 (832+2), and nodded with satisfaction.

(In the future, it will not be listed if it is not an important skill upgrade.,Physical fitness is only listed as the one that is strengthened.,This author tries not to water the word count)

"It's three, huh...... Then go to the scientific research institute to take an order and go home. Hades glanced at the watch in his hand and started the car again.

During this period of time, Hades wanted to strengthen his [intelligence], because his [intelligence] and [body] were already one hundred and eighty points apart, and the unbalanced development was not right, so he planned to go to the research institute to see if he could squat down a few professors or something.

Not to mention the coefficient of the bonus, of course, the higher the base, the better.

……

"Professor Smith!" Hades was lucky enough to squat down on a professor, who happened to be his old guest before, "Where are you going this time?" ”

"Ah, Hades, what a coincidence," the gray-haired Professor Smith sat in the passenger seat, "just send me home, I have a guest here today, and I have to go back a little early." ”

"Really?" Hades smiled, for old guests, that is, people who have triggered more than three missions, the tasks do not require a professional smile and a gentle tone, so now Hades's tone is very normal, like joking with an old friend, "So, be faster?" ”

"No, no, no, my bones can't afford to toss your car," Professor Smith quickly shook his head, "Just at normal speed." ”

Professor Smith had experienced Hades' speed when he was rushing to the airport and almost had a heart attack when he was scared out of Hades.

After that, the most amazing thing is that when he came back, he came back from the airport in Hades' car.

Fate~

Well, it was actually Hades who hacked into the airport's information website and then monitored Professor Smith's information, and picked it up just when his flight back arrived and left the airport to catch a ride.

As a Ph.D. holder in information security from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) School of Computer Science and one of the world's top cyber security engineers, Hades wanted to do this without anyone noticing.

And the reason why Hades cares so much about Professor Smith doesn't have to think about it, of course, because of his [intelligence] and third-level [physics] skills.

Among the so many guests who have boarded, Professor Smith's [wisdom] is the highest Hades has ever seen, so of course Hades is keeping an eye on Professor Smith, the "point master father".

"But...... If only I could build myself......" Hades thought silently, "it's like stepping on your left foot and going up to the sky with your right foot......"

After arriving at Professor Smith's quarters at a normal pace and receiving a hundred dollars, Hades left as he watched Professor Smith enter the door.

"Go home, go home, go home is the best gift~" There was no one in the car, Hades was in a good mood, hummed a little song, and began to drive home.

On the way, according to the original plan this time, Hades chose Professor Smith's [Intelligence] and [Physics Knowledge] as bonus items, and successfully increased [Intelligence] by four points to 657 points.

Hades himself already has a doctorate in physics, so now the accumulation of this physics knowledge is still level three, and he broke through to level four and didn't know how to get the year of the monkey.

Soon, Hades came to a high-end villa area and drove in without hindrance.

"Are you sure?" Inside the guardhouse, a new security guard looked confused and asked the older security guard who was leisurely on the side, "But it's a taxi!" ”

"Of course, this taxi belongs to one of the residents here," the elderly security guard said, "and remember that license plate so you don't make a mistake in the future." ”

"Why do residents in such high-end villas drive taxis?" The new security guard was a little confused.

"You don't care about him, rich people will always have some quirks, maybe people just want to drive a taxi to have fun," the elderly security guard shook his head helplessly, "Let's just take care of ourselves and don't make mistakes." ”