"Why is it so late? Didn't I tell you to come early? ”

Sitting in the back seat of the electric car that is steadily moving forward, interspersed between the cars from time to time, the breeze blows Catherine and Pepper's brown-blonde hair, which adds a bit of charm to the slightly unhappy face of the beauty.

"I was stopped by a government worker named Phil Coulson, otherwise I would have arrived a long time ago."

Obviously, it was Wang Dali, who didn't remember the time well, and wittily threw the pot to Phil Coulson, who was unaware at this time and was not present.

"Government workers? What's the matter with you? ”

Sure enough, when Wang vigorously moved out of this reason, Catherine's attention was quickly distracted.

"I don't know."

In response to Wang Dali's answer, she frowned slightly, and her willow eyebrows curled.

"Really?"

"Really! It's not a pretext, I really don't know what he's coming to me for. ”

Regarding Catherine's distrust, Wang Dali rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"I'm not a teenager anymore!"

Shortly after moving to Catherine's house, Wang Dali was taken to the police station for beating a tram wolf on the subway, causing him minor injuries. Originally, he wanted to solve it on his own, but he was still two months away from reaching adulthood at that time, so the police had to call Catherine.

"Uh-huh."

In Catherine's eyes, although the twenty-year-old Wang Dali is an adult, she is still a big child who needs to be taken care of by herself, and she doesn't want to use her usual lazy life style and cooking skills limited to heating frozen food and cooking instant noodles, and Wang Dali has always been taking care of her.

"And what about that guy called Coulson?"

"In order to get you, I asked him to come back later. In the afternoon, come with me. ”

After about half a minute, although she didn't hear Catherine's answer, judging from the smile on the corner of Catherine's mouth in the rearview mirror, Wang Dali knew that she was quite satisfied with her performance.

……

Not long after Wang Dali arrived home with Catherine, a crisp knock sounded outside the door. He opened the door and saw that the other party was indeed the black suit from the morning.

"Mr. Wang, won't you invite me in and sit down?"

"No, I don't want to see government workers walk into my house."

Before Wang Dali answered, Catherine, who had changed into a set of clean and neat clothes, walked out of the bedroom with the demeanor of a strong woman.

"Let's go to the coffee shop across the street and talk."

"Listen to me."

The smile on his face did not change, and Phil Coulson agreed to Catherine's request with kindness.

In a café not far from here, I found a more secluded corner, and the three people who had ordered a few cups of coffee casually looked at each other, and Phil Coulson was the first to speak.

As soon as he spoke, he went straight to the point.

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Agency, I'm Phil Coulson. Mr. Wang, you are very special. ”

But in this regard, Catherine's expression did not change, but looked at Coulson's eyes much sharper.

"More than 300 million Americans, each one is special. If you have something to say, I can sue you for racism! ”

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about Mr. Wang's skin color, but other places."

Coulson, who was sitting opposite the two, was not oppressed by Catherine's momentum at all, and in the eyes of senior agents who had seen a lot of big scenes, Catherine's momentum was far behind.

"You ......"

"Catherine."

At this time, Wang Dali stretched out his hand to stop the beautiful landlady beside him and shook his head at her gently.

"Let me do it."

When he said this, Wang Dali's temperament changed. The young man, who was originally gentle and harmless, was suddenly full of majesty and oppression, which made Catherine stunned for a while.

It's still the same face, but it looks like a different person.

On the night when she was most weak and helpless, it was such a Wang Dali, like a meteor-like dawn, that appeared in her life.

The main drama is coming.

Phil Colson, who was opposite Wang Dali, sat up straight, and the smile on his face was a bit formal.

“FBI？”

"It's not the FBI, but I don't mind making a cameo when necessary."

In response to Wang Dali's question, Phil put his hand in his pocket, took out a document representing a senior agent of the FBI, and generously handed it to him.

But Wang Dali did not answer.

"I don't know if your document is real, and besides, I haven't seen the real thing."

When he spoke, Wang Dali didn't even glance at the small black book on the table, obviously not taking it to heart.

"I just want to know, what are you doing with me?"

"I want to invite you to join us."

According to the analysis of the psychologists in the bureau, Phil Coulson said the conditions that Wang Dali should not refuse at this time.

"The treatment is a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, we will help you pay the insurance, three days off every month, and a performance bonus at the end of the year."

But his illusion was shattered by Wang Dali in the next moment.

"I'm sorry I refused, this salary is too low!"

He looked at Phil with disdain, as if he were looking at Grande.

"For this little money, the government wants to recruit me?"

"That's taxpayers' money, and we have to think about it when we use it. If you're not happy about it, we'll talk about it again. ”

It's just a makeshift reason, and it's a professional agent, and Phil says it as if it's true. Who in the world doesn't know that the American government loves to waste taxpayers' money the most.

Taking the coffee from the waitress, Phil lowered his head and pretended to take a sip, swallowing it in his throat, but actually put it aside without moving.

He was about to continue to persuade Wang Dali, but was interrupted by the other party with some impatience.

"Needless to say. When you can give me a value that matches my strength, come back to me. ”

Wang Dali waved his hand, lowered his head and drank his coffee, obviously not wanting to talk to Phil anymore.

As a senior agent, looking at Wang Dali's posture, Coulson knew that this contact had failed, and stalking could only reduce his impression that he was not very good in the eyes of the other party.

So, lamenting that the psychologist in the bureau was unreliable again, he got up and nodded to Catherine, who was stirring the coffee in his hand and falling into his own thoughts, and put a Franklin on the table with a smile and grace.

"Sorry for the delay. I'll please, we'll see you next time. ”

After Phil left, Catherine, who had come to her senses, stopped her movements and once again lamented the pettiness of the American government.

"If you give up your job with a salary of $20,000 a month, but only give you $5,000 a month, he really dares to say it!"

"Actually,"

For Catherine's contempt, Wang Dali made a helpless expression.

"Just last night, I was fired by the big boss."