"OK, you're qualified."

Hearing Wang Dali say this, Pepper was already very satisfied.

Although her current situation is not good, it is not enough for anyone to blatantly send a gunman to kill her, and the only thing to watch out for is the problem of vehicles and food.

Wang Dali's ability similar to the sixth sense really solved her urgent need.

"The monthly salary is $20,000, and the insurance and benefits are counted on the company's head. I started going to work this afternoon, do you have any questions? ”

"No problem."

As an associate editor of The New York Times, Catherine gets about that amount of money a month. With Wang Dali's background as a non-professional bodyguard, he is already very satisfied with being able to get so much money.

By the way, Pepper's current salary is $50,000 a month after all kinds of bonuses.

The matter was finalized, and Pepper immediately took Wang Dali to go through the procedures in the company's personnel department. Half an hour later, Wang Dali, who had become a new employee of the glorious Stark Company, left the Stark Building with his work card and passcard.

……

"No problem with cookies, Miss Pepper."

Watching Pepper send away a female staff member named Jenny who usually gets along well with her, Wang Dali nodded lightly to her.

Today is Pepper's birthday, and the other party sends a small box of cookies that are said to be made by himself as a gift.

But before that, there were others who sent the gift in question. It was a packaged plate of freshly baked golden petit fours from a famous New York cake shop.

"Dali, can you feel what the other party put in the cake?"

Pinning her hopes on his special abilities, Pepper pointed to the cake box and asked Wang Dali.

"I don't know."

Unpacking the package, Wang Dali took the fluffy little cake with a golden body and a faint sweet smell in front of him. The other party is worthy of being a famous brand in New York, even if it is the same small cake, it looks so appetizing.

"But it's good to give this kind of thing a try."

Easily opening his fingers, Wang Dali threw the small cake with the added ingredients into his mouth. Although Pepper was surprised, he didn't think that Wang Dali would do this without being sure.

"Well, it tastes good."

While feeling the role of these little cuties hidden in the cake in his body, Wang Dali said.

"Well, it boosts blood flow, speeds up metabolism, induces hormonal boosts, and ......"

"That's enough, I know what kind of medicine this is."

Listening to Wang Dali's explanation, as a woman who grew up in the United States, Pepper immediately understood what kind of medicine this was, and the other party's sinister intentions.

If she really eats this cake, and then does that kind of thing with Wang Dali in the office, and is 'inadvertently' bumped into by someone after a while, it is almost predictable that her power in Stark Corporation will be swallowed up by the directors who have heard the wind and have been ready for a long time.

Even, when Stark returns, he will fire her.

"You're all right, right? Do you want me to give you half a day off? ”

With some vigilance as he watched Wang Dali, who ate a small cake, Pepper quietly retreated to the back of the office, gently opened the drawer, and held a bottle of anti-wolf sprayer.

"It doesn't matter. This dose has not affected me. ”

Wang, who saw that the other party was guarded, shook his head vigorously, and did not forget to make a joke while explaining.

"Of course, if you have to give me a vacation, I won't refuse."

Today is the seventh day of Wang Dali's bodyguard as Pepper's bodyguard, and after a week of running-in, the two are no longer as rusty as they were when they first met.

Of course, now they can only be regarded as acquaintances, and they are still some distance away from friends.

……

The people who brought the small cakes were not stupid, half of these cakes had problems, and the other half had no problems. At lunchtime, Wang Dali and the busy Pepper shared the leftover cakes and cookies (Pepper ate the ones that were no problem, of course), and helped her put the gifts aside neatly so that Pepper could take them back with him after work.

At this time, Jenny appeared at the door of her office again with two drinks.

Although the other party had lowered his footsteps, Wang Dali still sensed her arrival, as well as her heart beating a little too fast.

"Pepper, I'll bring you and Mr. Wang drinks."

As she spoke, she also glanced at the cake box that had been eaten by the two of them.

Realizing that it was Jenny, Pepper frowned quietly and thanked her with a smile in the same voice as usual.

"Thank you, Jenny."

"Thank you, Miss Jenny."

Compared with Pepper's excellent acting skills, Wang Dali was expressionless. But as a bodyguard, it's normal for him to behave like this.

"How's it going, are the cookies I made delicious?"

"It's delicious."

Many women are born actors, and Pepper, who is suspicious, and Jenny, who has another task, actually chatted like this. After more than ten minutes, Jenny, who found that Pepper and Wang Dali still looked the same, flashed with doubts between her eyebrows, and soon left under the pretext of work.

After the other party left, Wang Dali shrugged his shoulders: "It seems that this Miss Jenny is not really friends with you." ”

"I'm used to it."

Brushing a trace of brown hair from her ears, Pepper said with some sarcasm.

"As a playboy and assistant to billionaire Tony Stark, my position is coveted by countless people, and these things are always unavoidable."

"Sounds horrible."

Wang Dali said that he couldn't do these intrigues. If you put him in Pepper's position, I'm afraid he will be fired in two days.

As for whether it was because of the failure of the operation or because of the beating of a colleague in the company, then I don't know.

After another week, every day Wang Dali watched Pepper busy with Stark's affairs, and sometimes worried about Stark, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the whole person was obviously a little thinner.

After knowing this, Catherine also asked Wang Dali to help her niece more, although the other party's original words were.

"If that playboy can't come back, then Pepper has worked so hard during this time, why should he take hundreds of thousands of dollars from Stark Corporation."

……

"Don't worry, Pepper. Mr. Stark will be fine. ”

"Thank you."

Now, almost three weeks after Tony's disappearance, there is no telling what kind of abuse he will be subjected to when he falls into the hands of terrorists. For Wang Dali's comfort, Pepper could only show a reluctant smile.

Wang Dali, who still remembers a little plot, knows that although Tony Stark quickly became Iron Man when he came back, whether it was when he was kidnapped by terrorists or after becoming Iron Man, he did almost hang up several times.