Chapter Forty-Eight: Welcome to the Shares
"I owe you a favor."
After Susan's thigh was pinched for a while, her face turned a little red, and it was not good to pat it away, and it was even more inappropriate to be angry, after all, she was the first to blame.
It is undoubtedly a big faux pas to introduce Natasha to meet without Joey's consent.
Before she received an official reply, she was even a little apprehensive about it.
"It's good to know, I won't bother with you this time, if you live up to my trust in you again, friends!"
With a word of warning, Joey withdrew his hand.
He never admitted that he was stuck, but at this time, the attention of the two was still too early to make physical contact, and they needed to find the right time, and now they could kill two birds with one stone, not only to complete the system task, but also to knock Susan with their hands.
Recently, Susan chatted with him, and a lot of ambiguous information was released between the lines, Joey is not a light male protagonist, and he can see through the turmoil hidden in the depths of the other party's heart at a glance, but he is not in a hurry, just softly to comfort, slowly wearing away her psychological defense.
As for why not take the initiative to attack.
It's because Joey senses that Susan has a knot, probably in a state of both wanting and can't, being too radical will only backfire.
For now, the two get along well, and Joey doesn't have to do anything else, and he has time to wait for Susan to make a decision.
Cao thief everyone shouted and beaten, there was already an abyss ahead, and it was a last resort, and it was not easy to set foot on it.
"Sue, didn't you say you don't have any friendship with Mr. J?" Natasha had a mocking look on her face.
Natasha couldn't see the picture under the table, but the expression on Susan's face already showed a wonderful content, Natasha was professionally trained and sensitive to subtle expressions, and it was like watching an ethical blockbuster at this time.
Poor Mr. Fantastic.
Natasha is no stranger to that shy look, she had a similar time decades ago, but the object at that time happened to be the target of her mission, I don't know what she thought at the time, in short, she was stabbed to death in the end.
Looking back now, she can't even remember what the other party looks like, and Natasha can't help but feel that the years are unforgiving.
"You don't need to care, let's get down to business!"
A hint of shame flashed in Susan's eyes, and she picked up her glass in a panic to hide her guilt.
Women look at women, sometimes it's like looking in a mirror, Natasha's ridiculous gaze makes Susan realize her gaffe, at least on the surface, at least for now, she can't let her temperament come to her senses.
Susan felt like she was carrying several heavy shackles, a friendship, a family, and a love that had long since existed in name only.
She wants to fly solo and get rid of the Fantastic Four name, but Stone Man Ben and her brother Thunderbolt try to dissuade her, leaving her in a dilemma.
The good news is that the creature, named FiancΓ©, is still busy with his own business in the lab, and has not been out for a month and 17 days.
But even if it came out, it was probably busy applying for patents, writing papers, looking for funds and other messy chores, and would say some thanks, care, and self-blame to her, but Susan was tired of hearing them, and those cold words would only exacerbate the dissatisfaction in her heart.
"Mr. J, do you intend to contribute to world peace?"
Speaking of business, Natasha put away her lazy posture and said solemnly: "Introduce yourself, S.H.I.E.L.D., founded in 1940 and ...... by the International Security Council."
"Stop, stop..."
Natasha, who entered the working state, was cold, serious, and meticulous, but Joey did not come to study history, and he interrupted: "Miss Natasha, I'm sorry, I have no intention of doing my part for the peace of the world. β
It's good to leave this kind of thing to your girlfriend to protect world peace, but it seems a bit of a waste if S.H.I.E.L.D. sends it to the door, and it doesn't seem like a waste to make some money.
So he continued: "I'm not a hero, I'm a businessman, I'm not interested in talking about anything else, but if it's business cooperation, I think there are many places to talk about between me and S.H.I.E.L.D., such as image endorsements, commercials, supervillain outsourcing and other projects." β
"Walter?"
Natasha's brain went down for a moment, unable to comprehend the connection between the two.
Shouldn't we talk about ideals, responsibilities, and major events related to the safety of the world?
The worst is that it's okay to talk about my black silk! Suddenly talking about image endorsement? What does S.H.I.E.L.D. need?
Natasha was a little dazed, and was overwhelmed by Joey.
"It's always hard to accept something new, and that's okay, I can understand that. That's okay, you leave an address, I'll send you a business plan back, if you have the intention, let's talk again. β
"Business Plan ......"
Natasha, who can speak well, once again withstood the blow of dimensionality reduction from high latitudes, and she was still silent after being silent for a while.
The exchange ideas between the two sides are not on the same channel, and she doesn't know how to respond at all, but she understands one thing, this guy named Mr. J wants to find S.H.I.E.L.D. to pull investment!
The first time we met, it was normal to have bumps, and after Natasha diverted the topic, she made an excuse to leave.
Until now, Natasha didn't understand why Nick. Fury insisted on letting her come to Joey.
"Would you like something to drink? I'll get it for you. β
After the light bulb went out, Susan became a little uncomfortable and wanted to take the opportunity to change seats.
The distance is too close, in case she is photographed alone with a strange man by reporters, it will definitely make headlines, and Susan's concerns are also the main reason why many superheroes are reluctant to reveal their identities.
As evening approached, the lights in the bar became dimmer, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the surroundings.
The melodious saxophone echoed in the bar, the young men and women grinded their ears and temples, and even more so their lips pressed against each other, pulling out the transparent silk thread, and Susan's heart beat faster and her reverie soared.
"Milk and Coke will do."
Joey didn't think about it that much, and thought that Susan was quite considerate, knowing that she was thirsty.
"What? Milk? Susan's lovely mouth was wide open and she looked incredulous.
"Don't I like milk?"
Joey saw the smirk in Susan's eyes and glared at her.
He doesn't like to drink, and he doesn't have the burden of pretending to be forced in front of beautiful women, so he naturally chooses what he likes.
β......β
Susan, who confirmed that she heard correctly, walked to the bar with a smiling expression.
When she saw that the bartender was also confused, and the wine cabinet behind him was full of various categories, Susan couldn't hold back at all, and held the stool in front of the bar and 'giggled'.
The full curves and seductive roundness make the eyes of the men who are crouching in front of the bar and silently drinking wine look straight.
It doesn't seem accurate to say that, the man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and given the time of day and the light in the bar, he was likely intellectually handicapped.
"Beautiful lady, could I please have a drink?"
The man finally came to his senses, snapped his fingers, asked for two glasses of milder brandy, and then took his glass and walked up to Susan.
"Sorry, I only drink milk."
Susan replied in a serious way.
After saying that, she couldn't help but laugh after holding the cup full of milk, fortunately she would have used milk to make some cocktails, otherwise she would have to go out and buy it.
As for the man who came over to talk to him, Susan just glanced at it and felt that this person was a little mentally retarded.