Chapter 125 What Happened in Las Vegas
After achieving his goal, Yi Song did not cover up the smile on his lips, but instead outlined it into a larger curve. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips with the sweet smell of sugar water, raised his right hand and said to the person in front of him: "So happy cooperation!"
Colson, who successfully completed a big event, also showed a smile from the bottom of his heart on his face. He held Yi Song's hand kindly and politely and promised: "Please believe that our S.H.E.L.D. will not disappoint you."
Not only believed, but I just believed it too much, how could I dare to agree? Yi, who was shaking his right hand, thought in his heart with a malicious intention, and at the same time, he nodded to Colson with a smile. He was definitely sure that S.H.E.L.D. would not let him down. He believed that S.H.E.D. was about to disband.
In fact, whether it is a formal employee or an informal consultant, there will be more restraints on the person who accepts the invitation. The reason why Yi Song agreed so happily was that in addition to the unexposed confidence in his real body and the factors of recruiting talents, another most important factor is that this huge S.H.E.L.D. is about to fall apart.
Even if the so-called SHIELD was rebuilt later, it was completely impossible to compare with the past in terms of scale and international status. Therefore, it was a pity that SHIELD was too busy at that time, and at that time they would not turn against themselves for the trivial matters of a few technicians. No matter what, everyone is "alliers", and they can fully develop human resources and other things together~(¬_¬)
Yi Song knew very well that this time was very close. As the saying goes, Colson has been resurrected, will SHIELD collapse still be far away? He remembered that before the first season of "Agents of SHIELD" ended, the drama of "Captain America 2" was staged in about a dozen episodes. Then SHIELD could only change jobs due to serious injury, and those who pretended to die.
At that time, the so-called binding force of consultants was only followed by personal consciousness, and there were no real restrictions in a timely and in a complete sense.
"It seems that you have nothing to help anymore." After thinking about whether there was anything missing in your mind, Yi Song decided to leave, "Then I'll go back first?"
"Uh-Do you want to visit our lab?" Fitz, who stood behind Simmons, suddenly poked his head out and suggested.
Yi Song raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that he was so magical that he couldn't stand this young man?
Seeing that the eyes of his friends and all the agent seniors were staring at him, he stammered and continued, "Maybe... maybe we can explore the principle of teleportation?"
∠(?”∠)_Are you really greedy for me?
Yi Song naturally could not agree to this reasonable but unconforming requirement, although it actually had no effect on him. After all, the system was only placed in him, and no matter how Earth technology was checked, there would be no problem. He personally tested this when he went to sell blood after the Christmas holiday. In the eyes of the doctors, he was just an ordinary young man who was too healthy.
However, you must grasp a suitable degree of favorability. Distance creates a sense of beauty, and blindly flattering will have a negative effect. This method is also useful in simple interpersonal relationships.
Therefore, Yi Song decided to hang Fitz's appetite: "Not today, there are people waiting for me on the other side. I will leave a very important thing to save you." ╮(??????)╭ I came over without even wearing my pants, and maybe John would break into the door. He added in his heart.
Fitz opened his mouth dryly, as if he wanted to say something else.
"Okay, Fitz." Colson wanted to be more understanding, and the main purpose had been achieved in the end. He interrupted Fitz's action, "Then, let's do it first? See you next time."
Yisong's movement clearly glanced at the position where everyone was standing. After confirming that he looked at each other's eyes, he waved to everyone: "Goodbye! I hope you will simply invite me for coffee next time you contact me."
He did this without any trace and left a deep impression on the members of the three technician team members, which made them feel that they were saying goodbye to him. Yi Song felt that you and you in English were the same word.
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"So, you're telling me." John waved the flat rectangular object in his hand, and his eyes widened, "You've been playing Tetris in my toilet for more than 40 minutes?"
"Ah-- When I was a child, my family was poor and I envied others for playing." Yi Song looked at John with an innocent look, and then took back the phone that was held in the palm of John and replied, "It's really okay, I'm starting to play again now."
"If you want," John shrugged his shoulders and chatted, "When I was a child, I have known you for so long, and I have never seen your parents?"
⊙▽⊙!???Well, is it not right? Why did you talk about meeting parents? Yi Song couldn't help but think wrongly, and then quickly got out of this idea. He answered with a nostalgic look: "My family - they are all far away."
After all, more than three years have passed, which reminded Yi Song of his experience of studying abroad. It was the same at that time. There was no holiday during the Spring Festival, only Christmas holidays can be used to go home. Because it was too troublesome to go back and forth, except for going home in the first year, I went home before graduation, and then I simply chatted and didn’t go back.
"Oh, I'm sorry." John looked at Yi Song apologetically. He felt that he understood what Yi Song meant.
"Wait a minute? What are you thinking?" Yi Song, who thought that he had both parents and his sister and brother, immediately stopped John's bold idea, "It's literal. My relatives are still alive, but it's too far away. I can't go back for the time being."
Yi Song really thinks so, because he always feels that there is no need for other customer service to deceive him, a young man who is just starting out. Anyway, he has nothing worth their efforts.
"Okay! Sorry again!" John picked up the beer can on the coffee table, raised it at Yi Songyao, and then drank the only liquid left in it.
He then asked, "How do you want to solve the problem after dinner?"
"French feast!" Yi Song smiled wickedly and immediately raised his left hand, while secretly breathing a sigh of relief - he finally fooled John. He had not yet had the idea of letting John intervene in these matters.
How does that proverb say? What happened in Las Vegas is only left in Las Vegas. This extraordinary event with only danger but no benefits, Yi Song is not going to bring it to his own life, even if it is just a temporary life here.
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ps: Dried, Mama Lai Lai asked for recommendation votes~~
Chapter completed!