Marvel Spy

In the hotel, Ida Silver, the negotiating team leader of the Porter Company, and Morey, the team leader of SHIELD, were drinking whiskey.

Although they have always had the upper hand, the expressions of the two are ugly and somewhat angry.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkeys, they have reached this point and still don't give up resistance. What are they insisting on? Damn, damn... In the future, our planes must be ten times, twenty times, no, I want to be one hundred double the price to these yellow-skinned monkeys..."

Morey was not far from him, he looked like an ugly big pig: "Mr Xiao Hua, why bother with those barbarians, anyway, the final result will not change in any way, they I will definitely bow my head..."

Xiao Hua took a sip of the whiskey in his glass: "Of course I know they will lower their heads, but in the past three days they have refused to communicate with us at all. After finally sitting together, they always say something I don't understand and then Turn around and leave, and then they start a quarrel among themselves. My time is very precious, who has the time to waste it with them? By the way, what does a mean? Why do they always say this word? "

Morey's fat face suddenly turned black: "It's nothing, it's just a greeting, and they greet me like this every morning when they meet me."

Xiao Hua said dissatisfiedly: "Morey, we have to solve them within a week, the world is so big, there are too many people who can be cheated, and the peninsula sticks can't wait to be cheated by us... those damned The yellow-skinned monkey doesn't know that there are countless countries and countless people in the world, and they fought so hard to wait for a chance to be tricked by us."

Morey said seriously: "Mr. Xiao Hua, our S.H.I.E.L.D. has already done enough for you."

"It's not enough." Xiao Hua waved his hand and said with high spirits: "Not only large companies like Roxy and Gru need to be monitored, but also those medium-sized aircraft manufacturers. Although they are not large, their The technology is also in place. We must prevent them from selling the technology to those yellow-skinned monkeys. Once their technology develops, we will have no chance to cut leeks...and that Stark..."

Suddenly, Morey put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up and looked at Xiao Hua coldly: "Mr. Xiao Hua, the reason why SHIELD helps you is because we have the same pursuit of interests, and because the president of Potter Company Mr. Daniel's request..."

Xiao Hua was frightened by Morey's face change: "I just want to make a suggestion."

"Mr. Xiao Hua, if you want to make a living in North America, you must have common sense. For example, don't try to direct SHIELD to do things..."

After saying the cruel words, Morey dragged his fat body and walked out of the room with ridiculous steps.

When he came to the corridor, he continued to walk towards the elevator, but suddenly he saw a beautiful woman who was so dusty and so poor that she couldn't even wear a complete dress came out of the elevator, limping Walking past him almost took his soul away.

"Beauty, meet me, my name is..."

"cut!"

The woman glanced at him, then continued limping away, and finally she stood in front of a door that was very familiar to Morey: "Room service!"

After a while, a head poked out from the door, and Morey recognized at a glance that it was Fang Ping, the team leader of the other party's negotiation team.

"Sorry, I didn't call room service."

"No, you have!"

As she spoke, the woman pushed Fang Ping into the door, and she followed in.

Morey was stunned when he stood in the corridor. He didn't expect that Fang Ping, who seemed to be upright, would actually have such a side. It was really eye-opening.

No, although he is fat, not only fat, but also ugly, ugly, and has a really bad heart, but he still has some professional qualities.

Is there any problem with this woman's identity?

At such a critical time, if something goes wrong, it will be troublesome.

He rushed up the stairs at a speed that was extremely inconsistent with his figure, went up seven floors in one breath, and crashed into a guest room.

"Hoo, hoo... Quick, quick, start the monitoring of room 302... Why is there only sound?