Manhattan area, a bar.

"Natasha, has anyone ever said that you look like a person?"

Under the psychedelic music, Anton suddenly spoke and looked at the red-haired woman beside him.

"who?"

Natasha clinked glasses with him.

"Catwoman in Batman movie."

Anton looked at Natasha up and down, his eyes stayed on the delicate curve for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "You give me a feeling like a cat girl, with a different charm. Of course, the most important thing is your figure..."

"So, do you really want to see me put on Catwoman's clothes?"

Natasha smiled charmingly, then her face changed and became cold in an instant, and she said solemnly: "I'm not a casual woman."

"Let's just be here today, boss."

After the words came, she stood up and left, twisted her waist and left the bar, and disappeared in front of Anton.

"Anton, there are women you can't handle."

The waiter at the bar is Anton's old acquaintance. Seeing this, he smiled and poured him another glass of wine.

"This glass of wine is for you!"

The waiter smiled and said, "I wish you a good dream on this lonely night."

"alone?"

Anton snorted coldly: "Believe it or not, I waved my hand. The woman who wants to sleep with me can squeeze through this bar?"

"If you have to say that, then I have nothing to say."

The waiter shrugged.

"Go away."

Anton got up and left the bar.

When he saw Natasha just took a taxi and left, there was no angry or embarrassed expression on his face, but instead watched the taxi leave with interest.

Anton didn't believe that the famous Natasha would be so angry because of a teasing word.

Obviously, this is a woman's trick to get.

"Sooner or later, let you put on Catwoman's clothes."

Anton touched his chin, laughed, waved, and also stopped a taxi and prepared to go home.

at the same time.

In the taxi where Natasha is located.

"How about it?"

The driver was talking to her: "Have you found anything?"

If Anton is here, you can recognize it at a glance. This driver is Clint Barton, who was ravaged by him not long ago.

"It looks like a playboy."

Natasha shook her head, then thought for a while, and said, "However, he had a conversation with Eddie of the Horn Daily today. I don't know what he said specifically. I don't think it would be an important thing, maybe it was a work order."

"If he was really Batman, do you think he could be drawn into the superhero team that the director wants to build?"

Hawkeye asked again.

"Not sure, but I think Batman is not the guy who is inferior to others. Every time he appears, he occupies the dominant position..."

Natasha said, looking at Hawkeye and then said, "And, emotionally, you don't seem to want Batman to join in."

"The agent never acts according to feelings."

Hawkeye said with a blank expression: "If he helps us, I don't mind being a colleague with him... Of course, this doesn't prevent me. I will fight him again."

"All right."

Natasha shrugged and said it didn't matter.

...

A few days later.

Anton saw Natasha who was like a ok person, and she came to work as usual these days.

Not only did I quickly get along with my colleagues in the company, but I still greeted myself with a smile at work.

He didn't look like a word on his face, but he knew in his heart that Black Widow was not so easy to take.

Although the anger that night was Natasha's disguise, it did not mean that she could do anything to this woman simply by relying on her status as a rich child and boss.

Then again, in the Marvel Cinematic Universe in the previous life, how did the Hulk Bruce Banner hook up with Black Widow?

Anton didn't think that the Hulk could talk about physics to Black Widow every day.

Dingdong!

Suddenly, a message came from his cell phone.

From Tony Stark.

I was a little surprised, and when I opened it, it was Tony's party invitation.

Just tonight.

After pondering for a moment, Anton got up and ordered Natasha.

"Get my private jet ready, I'm going to Los Angeles right away."

After saying this, he looked at the woman in front of him and suddenly said, "I am missing a female companion tonight, Natasha, are you free?"

"certainly."

Natasha pondered for a moment, thinking about the message coming from Colson recently, and nodded.

Then, the topic changed: "But, don't think about doing anything to me."

"I've never been a bastard who forces women."

Anton spread his hands: "You don't trust your boss so much, are you?"

...

night.

Los Angeles.

The waves cheered by the mansion near the cliffs, and the moonlight above us shone like a waterfall.

At the mansion belonging to Tony Stark, celebrities gathered.

When he learned that Tony had his first party after his return, many reporters wanted to get in. The bravest even wanted to sneak in, but without exception, they were blocked and sent to the Los Angeles Police Department.

Only a few beautiful female journalists rely on their own capital to get along with the children of rich families and get what they want.

At this time.

Anton, who was dressed in a suit and ties, and Natasha, dressed up in high spirits, came to the door of the mansion, and successfully passed the security guard's blockade and Jarvis' identification.

He saw Tony surrounded by beautiful women at first sight.

In addition, there are also my friends who have often met with each other.

"Anton, long time no see."

"You haven't come to our party lately!"

"You actually beat Tony Stark, and I won millions of dollars, good brother!"

The friends took a look at the amazing Natasha, then withdrew their gazes and greeted Anton, who had become a recognized director.

Anton responded with a smile, then saw Tony, so he said hello and went to Tony's place.

A group of people watched him leave, then looked at each other and shook each other's eyes.

"Friends, are you going to continue our bet today?"

"I don't need to draw lots this time, right?"

"I'll push Anton!"

"No, I still think Tony will be better!"

...

There is an old bald man next to Tony.

The two were talking about something.

Anton recognized at a glance that this guy was the mastermind behind Tony's disappearance in Afghanistan for three months, Obadai Stan.

"Hey, Anton."

When Obadai saw Anton, he seemed to be the owner of the place. He smiled like the host and introduced himself: "I am Obadai."

"Hello."

Anton shook hands with him and smiled: "I have long admired Daming, the highest CEO of Stark Industry, you are a well-known figure."

"The Horn Daily and DC are both high-quality assets, and young people are much more energetic than us."

Obadai smiled and greeted: "I think Stark Industry and the Horn Daily will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future, right..."

As if something was coming to mind, Obadyton went to the end and said, "Half a month later, Stark Industries and Oakmax Company will conduct an open experiment of the 'artificial sun experiment' in New York. I hope the Horn Daily can participate in this experiment. You are the favorite newspapers of New York citizens!"

"certainly!"

Anton narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"Okay, you guys talk. I, an old man, will not participate in the conversation between you young people!"
Chapter completed!