Money First MoneyTalks

Heimdall in the distance found that the other party was still watching him.

"Looks like we'll have to talk later." A lone snail lay on a delicate cold plate.Loki couldn't figure out how to cut such a small thing with a knife gracefully, so he simply didn't move the knife and fork, and took a sip of the accompanying wine.

Sol laughed heartily, "As I said, I have plenty of time to occupy now." He casually picked up a slice of fried crispy bread, dipped it in some foie gras, and stuffed it into his mouth. "It's full of reporters outside, I'm going to have to stay here a little longer."

Loki thought he meant the breakup with Jane Foster.

Then came the soup.Rocky drank the warm creamy soup into his stomach, and before he could catch his breath, the side dishes came to the table, followed by the baked lobster that Sol highly recommended.He held a knife and fork and didn't know where to start.Thor didn't care about breaking open the shell of the shrimp with his hands, and gave Loki the portion with more meat.

After dinner, Sol invited Loki to go for a stroll in the greenhouse garden on the rooftop.Of course Loki would not refuse, he took his bag and followed Sol closely.Heimdall was asked to stay, and only the two of them took the elevator.Thor's black VIP card takes them to the top tier.The two walked into the greenhouse, and the rich aroma of petunia came to their faces.

They set foot on the stone path, Sol walked in front, and Loki walked behind. If Loki could take a look at the shadow reflected in the glass at this time, he would find Sol in a bathrobe and himself in a suit and leather shoes. How funny it looks together.

Rocky and Saul chatted one after another, from rock music to Fenrir's feeding, from the rain in London to the bright sun in Australia, from college students' employment to business group operations, but they never mentioned the deadly yacht and design drawings.The two seemed to have lost their memory at the same time, tacitly forgetting the original purpose of this trip.

"So you like the Star Wars series?" Loki started walking backwards so he could see Thor's expression.Thor raised his hand to block the roses growing from a thorn bush, so as not to catch Loki's hair, "'May the force be with you'——" he said his lines with a smile, "I have been Super fan, and almost got into the film school. Unfortunately..." Saul made a gesture of wiping his neck, "My father stopped everything."

"I'm sorry," Loki pretended to be attracted by the night view of New York outside the greenhouse, stopped and looked into the distance, but in fact he was just observing Sol around him through the reflection of the glass, "I mean, if You passed, and you'll make a fine actor, Mr. Odinson."

Sol also stopped and stood next to Loki, but he didn't seem to be very interested in the neon lights and skyscrapers, but looked at Loki in the glass reflection, the two eyes met, Loki awkwardly moved Look away. "Saul," he emphasizes to Loki, who realizes he wants to call him by his first name, "and you?"

"'The Burning Years,'" Loki said, "and "Love on the River."

"Brad Pitt, do you like him? I'll fall asleep watching those." Saul shrugged and said, "If I have to choose, I'd rather watch Mr. and Mrs. Smith."

Loki wrinkled his nose and didn't say any more.

Sol turned around and looked at Loki. The other party's tie had already been taken off during the conversation, and it was stuffed messily in the pocket of his trousers. Two collars of his shirt were undone to relieve the heat and humidity in the greenhouse. His hairstyle was no longer meticulous. A few strands of black hair hung in front of his ears, and kept flirting with his fair neck.

They spoke at the same time.

"I think……"

"perhaps……"

Then brake at the same time.

The two of them just looked at each other steadily.The aroma of the Chinese rose penetrates into the nose, and then emanates from the skin.Finally, Loki took a step back, "You speak first."

"Maybe tonight you..."

"I think it's getting late," Loki interrupted quickly, as if deliberately trying not to let Saul finish, "I have to go back, my car is still parked at the company, I have to pick it up in time."

Thor didn't answer, just looked at Loki noncommittally. "Okay," he said finally, "remember my number." Then he took Loki's hand involuntarily and wrote his personal number on the palm of his finger.

"Remember?"

Loki fisted his hands and waved at Sol provocatively, "Of course."

Loki said goodbye to Sol, and Sol sent him to his own exclusive elevator, swiped his card for him, and pressed the button for the first floor.The elevator door slowly closed, and Loki immediately took out his mobile phone and tremblingly saved the number into the address book, for fear that he would forget it all in the next second.

After this, Loki returned to his monotonous life.He was determined not to take the initiative to contact Saul, but he checked the text messages regularly every day, but he didn't receive anything except messy advertisements and reminder messages from the landlord.

"As I said, playing hard to get won't work." Sif accused.

"Impossible," Rocky said firmly. "I can guarantee that he wanted something to happen that night. As long as he is okay, there will be a second time."

A week went by like this without incident, and when Loki and Sif began to speculate whether Saul Odinson was really bad at that, Loki finally received the text message he had been thinking about day and night.

Preview of the next section:

"Brad Pitt or me, which would you choose?"

TBC.

04 Roman Holiday

"Brad Pitt or me, which would you choose?"

……

Ever since the news of Saul and Jane Foster's split broke, the gossip has been buzzing on social media.Jane Foster did not come forward to respond, but her Twitter account has been interrupted for daily updates of fun facts.The silence of Saul Odinson himself made the incident continue to ferment.

Saul's female fans cheered collectively, and the atmosphere was as enthusiastic as welcoming Christmas, while Jane Foster's science otaku fans had been unhappy with the muscle vase for a long time, insisting that this was a "despicable beginning". Abandoned in chaos".The two camps crazily slandered each other's idols, and the online scolding war was imminent and vigorous.

However, the parties were enjoying sunbathing leisurely on a private beach in Australia with Rocky.

Three days ago, while the reporters were not paying attention, Sol boarded his special plane in the dark on a weekend, and left New York to fly to Australia as originally planned to go to Melbourne to deal with his mother Frigga's old house.It's just that, slightly different from the original plan, he invited Loki to go with him.The latter started to pack his luggage almost as soon as he received the text message from the other party. Sif commented that he was like a "45-year-old old maid who finally waited until her wedding night".On the contrary, it was not until the next day that Thor received a reply from Rocky, only a short two letters-"OK".

The reporters stationed in New York rushed to nothing, and angrily began to flog Saul inhumanely in newspapers, magazines and online media.But the latter seems determined to ignore public opinion.Not only that, he also cut off all the calls including old Odin, and completely entered the state of vacation.Heimdall couldn't disobey the orders of his immediate superiors, so he could only empty out Saul's schedule with a cold face.But everyone could see Heimdall's dissatisfaction, so that whenever Loki passed Heimdall, he could feel a strong stare on his back.

In November, the autumn wind in New York is already bleak, but at this time Melbourne has just entered summer.They soaked in the warm water, letting the sun kiss their cheeks, and the foam and fish pass through their hands and feet.

"So you're really not going back to work?" Rocky said awkwardly in his life jacket, stepping awkwardly into the water.He was not a good swimmer, and his slender limbs became as stiff as ham that had been frozen for three years in the water.

"No," Saul wiped his half-wet long hair back, "nothing will happen without me. Besides, I just need to rest for a while. Valkyrie will take care of everything for me."

"Valkyrie?"

"That's my secretary. Heimdall is in charge of life, and Valkyrie is in charge of work." Saul gestured, "Don't talk about it, we're here for vacation, we've had enough headaches for a while."

"If it's because of Jane Foster, I'm sorry." Rocky tried to lie on his back on the water, but soon he sank again and had to continue treading water, "I thought you were going to get married, actually Well, everyone thinks so—"

"Those are scribbled by reporters."

"What is the real situation?"

"It's nothing." Sol grabbed Loki's ankle and held him up, letting him try to float up. "My father invested in her laboratory, so we met. But she has her scientific research, and I have My job, we knew from the start that this was going to turn out."

"What a pity." Loki couldn't hear much regret in his tone.

"And we haven't had much contact for nearly half a year." Thor corrected Loki's leg kicking, "except when the research funding arrives. Open the legs a little more."

"Oh--"

"Don't get me wrong," Saul explained, "Jane is a good girl. Our contract is for three years, and it is our common wish that the experiment be successful."

"Did it work out in the end?" Loki wrenched his ankle out of Thor's grip and tried to swim around him awkwardly. "Oh, I think so, because you guys officially broke up."

"The results of the scientific research will be reported next week." Sol was not angry because of Loki's tone, instead he grabbed Loki's hand and slowly guided him to take a breath, swimming farther and farther, "From now on, everything about her neither news nor '