Chapter Sixty-Eight: Serving Tony Stark as a Cow and a Horse?
How to say, this time, Ronan may be the fastest in his life.
Faster than it should be the first time.
After learning the time, Ronan directly opened the door of the secret method, and jumped back to Kama Taj without saying a word.
Also, brush your teeth and wash your face at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
I even changed my pants in the middle.
After all, it was very uncomfortable to get wet with wine!
Then, with another portal, he flew to his home in New York, packed his bag in thirty seconds, and rode his bicycle to rush out of the door faster than Maybach.
This is, of course, referring to the Maybach on the streets of New York.
Then, at the last minute before being late, Ronan finally caught up!
Look, that's Kama Taj speed!
............
If you want to be drunk, just look at Ronan who is standing and listening to the lecture.
Class time for the next day.
In the last class of the morning, he finally couldn't hold back and fell asleep on the table.
In the originally quiet and peaceful classroom, there was a faint snoring.
What will the teacher do?
Undoubtedly, Ronan was spotted by the teacher and then stood and listened to the entire lesson.
Although there is a lot of homework in the United States, there are very few students who attend classes.
Once a student has something "wind and grass", the teacher will find out at the first time.
Not to mention that Ronan is still "blatantly" snoring.
If it weren't for Ronan's usual good performance and correct skin color, he wouldn't be able to say what the consequences would be.
Finally.
At the end of the class, Ronan finally came to his senses.
They don't have classes in the afternoon, and tomorrow is a holiday.
According to their school's rules, starting tomorrow, the next four weeks will be winter vacation time.
Among them, Christmas is also included.
Ronan can take this time to rest and rest.
I didn't sleep the day before because of my homework, and I had insomnia until five o'clock in the morning last night.
Ronan felt like he was going to die.
He had to go back to sleep, and he had to sleep all afternoon!
Coupled with the extremely exciting "summer camp" before, Ronan has never had time to rest and rest.
Now, finally there's time!
As soon as the teacher stepped out of the door, Ronan immediately packed his schoolbag and walked quickly towards the door.
"Ronan!"
"Ronan."
The two of them called out to Ronan in unison.
Ronan turned his head in surprise and looked at where the voice came from.
The two men who called him, one was Gwen Stacy and the other was Peter Parker.
What are they going to do?
Under normal circumstances, Ronan is not familiar with either of them, and can only be regarded as an ordinary classmate.
No, it should be said that Ronan is an ordinary classmate with everyone.
However, it wasn't just Ronan who was surprised by this, even Gwen Stacy and Peter Parker were a little surprised.
They didn't expect that the other party would join them in calling Ronan to stop.
"You... Can I help you? ”
After all, it was a classmate, and Ronan was too embarrassed not to reply.
So, he could only endure his sleepiness and stopped.
"You speak first."
"You speak first."
This time, the two men were once again in unison.
Ronan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Don't tell me, you two are deliberately showing off your understanding in front of me.
"Let's talk first!"
"Let's talk first!"
For some reason, both seem to hear each other's inner thoughts.
Ronan, who was standing on the side, could even see the subtlety in the eyes of the two people.
"Okay, don't talk about it, listen to me."
"Lady first, Gwen, you speak first."
Ronan was fed up with the two people who inexplicably showed affection, and directly set the order of speaking.
He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would really be stuffed with dog food.
"On the first day of school after winter break, four weeks later, an intern at Stark Industries was interviewed."
"We're going to get downstairs at Stark Industries by half past two in the afternoon and go for an interview."
Gwen Stacy handed Ronan an invitation.
What is written on the invitation card is an interview invitation from Stark Industries.
Ha???
Ronan had question marks written all over his face.
He knows that their school has cooperated with several large companies, and every year these companies will select a group of high school students to participate in interviews in the company.
If you are successful in the interview, you will become an intern at the company.
If the internship is good, these businesses will fund the cost of your college education.
But the trade-off is that you'll need to work for them after graduation.
For enterprises, it can be regarded as attracting talents in advance.
And for those students who are excellent in character and academics, it is a good opportunity to work in these large companies.
Especially for poor students.
Of course, like their school, there are almost no poor students.
These were all normal, and the only thing that made Ronan curious was why he was chosen.
Sign up, he must have signed up. I wrote about the most familiar Stark Group.
After all, the whole class needs a symbolic registration, and if he doesn't participate, it will seem too outlierous.
Whoever said that there is no formalism in the United States, Ronan will definitely beat him.
Originally, I thought that with his usual level of only being at the middle and upper levels, such as Stark Group would definitely eliminate him.
But now, things seem to be a little wrong.
Stark Group is a company at the top of the pyramid, how can it take a fancy to him?
"Are you alright?"
Gwen Stacy dangled the invitation in front of Ronan, interrupting Ronan's thoughts.
"Oh, what, I'm fine."
"That's... I want to ask, can I not go? ”
Ronan tugged at the corners of his mouth and took the invitation from Gwen Stacy's hand.
His heart was extremely strange.
He just saved Tony Stark's life, and now he's going to work for him again?
And also an intern who works as a cow and a horse?
I want to eat it!
"Then I suggest you have a good chat with Teacher Jenny."
Gwen Stacy smiled and showed Ronan a clear path.
Ronan's face darkened.
Who is Ms. Jenny?
The school is notoriously nosy.
If she knows, one of the students she is responsible for has been selected by the Stark Group, but has voluntarily given up.
The result is predictable...
"However, I've heard that Stark Mansion seems to have been destroyed by an alien invasion."
"Is it in time?"
Ronan thought of the scene when he came back yesterday.
He's struggling!
He's still making his final struggles!
"Four weeks is enough time for the Stark Mansion to recover, because they are building so fast."
"Listening to them, it seems that they are using some kind of latest technology."
Gwen Stacy had apparently inquired clearly.
With her achievements, whether it is Stark Group or Osborne Industries, she almost holds the handle in her hands.
Where to go, it's up to her to choose someone else.
“okok。”
"I see."
Now Ronan is just about to spread his hands with the bear.
Gwen Stacy nodded, glanced at Peter Parker, and then staggered Ronan and left the classroom.
In the classroom, only Ronan and Peter Parker were left.
"Well, what's the matter with you?"
Ronan put the invitation in his bag and looked at Peter Parker to the side.
Peter Parker opened his mouth, looked around again, and grabbed Ronan's wrist and pulled him out.
That's a lot of strength!
Ronan was slightly startled, and the ring of Raggador was about to unfold subconsciously.
But the next second he reacted.
This Peter Parker can't have turned into a little spider, right?
In this way, Ronan let Peter Pakla follow him, and the two of them ran until they reached a small alley.
There is no one else here.
"Alright, now can you tell me what the hell are you going to do?"
Ronan shook his wrist, a faint pain coming from his wrist.
This is him, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that Peter Parker's wrist would have to be pinched and fractured.
From this, it can be judged that the current Peter Parker has changed his life to the failed man.