Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

That night, Mr. Mathers and Mrs. Mathers, who hadn’t been home for a long time, held a barbecue party in their garden and invited their acquainted neighbors in the residential area to participate. Rosie couldn’t eat greasy food because she was recovering from a serious illness. Can only be wrapped in a cashmere shawl by Kailani, sitting in the corner, watching a group of middle-aged men and women eating half-baked barbecue while twisting their bodies to the rhythm of the music.

The cruelest thing in the world is this.

It wasn't until the next day, when she yawned and came to the office where she had been away for several days, and saw the piles of documents and thousands of unprocessed emails in the computer mailbox, that she realized that there were many more cruel things. The night before She is really too naive.

The cafeteria on the second floor of the Stark Building opened at noon. At 45:[-], Rosie had already received lunch invitations from students who were interns in various departments of the Stark Group. After she looked up at the unprocessed mail, The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and quickly replied in the chat group: "I won't eat at noon, I still have a lot of work to do."

As soon as she sent the message, she heard the sound of the chairman's office door being pushed open behind her. She put the phone aside and turned around to see the boss walking out slowly with a box of mango pudding in his hand. He squinted at her and said with a smile, "Isn't Secretary Mathers going to the cafeteria today?"

Rosie clicked on an unread email, and while checking the content of the email, she replied: "I have too much work today, and I only have to sacrifice my lunch time."

"Coincidentally, so do I, so my lunch is such a box of pudding." Tony's voice carried some teasing smiles, he walked to Rosie's office and said, "But this box of pudding is too tightly sealed I can't tear it apart, I have to trouble Secretary Mathers..."

Rosie looked up at him, took the pudding from his hand, and stuffed it into her drawer.

Tony raised his eyebrows: "I mean, ask Secretary Mathers to tear the seal off for me."

Rosie also raised her eyebrows: "If it's in my hands, it's mine."

"When did Secretary Mathers become so domineering?" Tony dragged out the end of his voice. Although he said so, there was no displeasure on his face. He moved his eyes to Rosie's computer and said , "Wayne Group email?"

Rosie opened the reply box of the email, quickly typed "Hello" in the reply box, then glanced up at Tony, then quickly lowered her head: "Yes, with Mr. Wayne's secretary, Miss Simpson emails about preparations for next week's meeting, confirming attendance, etc."

Tony smiled and nodded, put his hands back in his pockets, turned around and walked to his office: "Secretary Mathers has worked hard."

Rosie suddenly turned her head to look at his back: "Then overtime wages..."

Tony turned around, with a smile in his eyes: "Didn't you already stuff it in your drawer?"

The corners of Rosie's mouth twitched slightly. After Tony returned to the chairman's office with a smile, she opened her drawer and took out the mango pudding bestowed by the chairman. , Start enjoying your own overtime rewards.

The chairman's mailbox is managed by the chairman's secretary. Before the chairman looks at it, Rosie, the secretary, needs to browse through all the mailboxes as quickly as possible. If it is within her authority, she can handle it by herself. If it is necessary For the chairman to make a ruling, she also needs to mark the emails in different colors according to the priority of the content, so that the chairman can handle them conveniently.

Rosie thought that during her sick leave, even though Tony lacked the assistance of a secretary, he would more or less deal with the mails that filled the mailbox. Lost enthusiasm for work, the unread emails appeared on the day she was on sick leave, and ended on the day she came back to work after taking sick leave, and not even a single letter was favored by her boss Tony, and the status was all in the same state Brush the "unread".

And most of them are about the business cooperation meeting with the senior management of Wayne Group in Gotham City next week.

While shaking her head and sighing for the Stark Group pills, she finished processing the mails one by one. After all the mails were labeled, she leaned back on the seat back, stretched... Looking at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen, it was almost time to get off work.

I didn't feel it when I was working, but after the work was over, the hunger surged up like a wave. She rubbed her stomach and was about to turn on her mobile phone to order a takeaway when the phone rang suddenly. She saw After knowing that the caller was Sophia, he quickly pressed the answer button, covered his mouth with his right hand, and whispered, "Sophia?"

Sophia's voice over there was also very low, as if she also secretly started making private calls before it was time to get off work: "Rosie, are you off work yet?"

"You know I'm not off work when I speak so quietly," Rosie said.

Sophia coughed lowly, and then said: "It's like this, just now our boss asked me to contact the management of the beach in Gotham City, saying that he wanted to invite Mr. Stark to take his private yacht to sea after the meeting."

Rosie nodded: "Oh."

It fits the personality of Bruce Wayne's playboy.

Sophia went on to say: "Also let me contact twenty "Sports Illustrated" models, saying that they want to add to the fun on the yacht."

Rosie frowned slightly: "...Oh."

It fits the persona of Bruce Wayne's flirtatious playboy.

Sophia paused, and then tentatively said: "Then our boss asked me to investigate, what type of model Mr. Stark likes, standard beauties with blond hair, blue eyes, big breasts, slender waist and long legs, or black-haired, dark-skinned, wild ones." Yu Meiren, do you like the three-point leopard-print swimsuit, or just...?"

Rosie: "..."

At the end of Sophia's speech, her voice became weaker and weaker. Although she could not hear clearly, Rosie still knew the content of the half sentence she was forced to swallow. The deck of her private yacht seems to be a beautiful scenery. She was about to answer "Our boss likes to wear nothing", when she caught a glimpse of the empty mango pudding cup on her desk from the corner of her eye, she paused , suddenly thought of the way Tony smiled at Miss Potts at her wedding.

Those caramel-colored eyes looked more translucent against the sunlight by the seaside. He squinted his eyes slightly, and there was no smirk rarely. It's as sharp as when it was a warrior armor.

And behind him, a couple of newlyweds are embracing and kissing. The wedding march reaches its climax. The priest is holding the Bible with a smile on his face. All the guests are applauding vigorously. Balloons of various colors rise slowly from the lawn. With the blue sky and sunshine, it constitutes the background picture of his gentle smile.

Rosie loosened her hand holding the phone, she let out a breath, spoke in a stiff tone, and gave Sofia another answer.

The cooperation meeting between the Stark Group and the Wayne Group was disrupted by the Green Goblin in New York and had to be interrupted. Afterwards, the two bosses negotiated and the meeting was changed to Gotham City.After Rosie first learned of the decision of the two bosses, she opposed it in her heart. She always felt that the mental patients locked in Arkham would probably escape collectively and throw fragmentation grenades at the Wayne Group building.

Therefore, before she got on the car bound for Gotham City, she had already made all-round combat preparations, and walked into the Wayne Group building in this state, sat in the conference room, turned on her computer, Prepare to record meeting minutes for the day.

Sophia sat beside her, looking at her straight back and bright eyes, she leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Rosie, I know you have encountered something in Gotham City. The robbers attacked, but don't worry, the Wayne Group is very safe, and there is your boss Iron Man here."

Rosie stared closely at everyone who entered the meeting room, her eyes were like a scanner, she scanned these people from their hair to their leather shoes, and said in her mouth: "After all, in Stark, which is heavily guarded, Buildings can go wrong, so I really can't be completely reassured."

"I was not there that time. If I was, I would definitely be the first to protect you." Sophia looked at her side face and said with a smile, "After all, you have saved me before, and I will always be by your side .”

Rosie nodded absently, but after two seconds, her body froze suddenly, she turned her head mechanically..., looked at Sophia, and after seeing Sophia's smile, she blinked dully: "Sophia..."

"Huh?" Sophia followed her and blinked.

"Have you not……"

Also changed sexual orientation?

Before she finished speaking, Rosie felt that the air flow behind her became a little abnormal. Before she could think in her head, her body had already taken a step ahead, she stood up abruptly, bent her left elbow, and swung it behind her. The person standing behind her was also extremely agile, holding her elbow first before being hit by her elbow.

She turned her head and saw Bruce Wayne in a suit and leather shoes holding her elbow with one hand, and patted her chest with the other. As if frightened, she turned her head and smiled at Tony standing beside her, "Still Fortunately, I haven’t forgotten all the taekwondo I learned when I was a child, or I would have been knocked down by the thin and weak Secretary Mathers.”

Tony raised his eyebrows: "Yes, Mr. Wayne, but Taekwondo doesn't teach you to hold girls' elbows all the time, does it?"

The corner of Bruce's mouth curled up, and he let go of the hand holding Rosie's elbow, and said, "Sorry, I was abrupt. But I heard that Mr. Stark always protects his shortcomings, and it seems to be true."

Tony flashed a smirk at him, stretched out his hand, pressed Rosie's shoulder, and sat her down on the chair, saying: "I'm just worried that Mr. Bruce is too hard and pinched my little secretary's hand It’s broken, no one will write the meeting minutes later.” He pressed Rosie’s head again, and before Rosie protested, she turned her face to face the computer, “But it’s a good thing for employees to protect their shortcomings. .”

Bruce nodded with a smile: "Indeed, if Mr. Stark is free after the meeting, he can come to my private yacht, and we can discuss the topic of corporate management."

"Of course, I'd love to," Tony said with a smile.

Rosie rubbed her neck, and watched the two bosses leave from her side from the corner of her eyes, and went to sit at the main seat. They had a good conversation and couldn't help muttering a few words. Sophia sighed, Said: "Rosie, you are too nervous, don't worry, Wayne Group is safe."

Rosie quickly said: "No, Sophia, don't say that, it's a flag, and if you say something like this, Wayne Group will be in bad luck."

"Okay." Sophia shook her head helplessly, "Then let's make a bet."

Rosie shook her head like a rattle.

Sophia smiled: "I knew you didn't dare, you would definitely lose."

Rosie frowned, and the Brooklyn death knight in her heart began to step on her heart with the Martin boots on her feet again, shouting "bet or bet", so she coughed, and in the last 1 hour before the meeting started Minutes, nodded, and said, "I'll bet you."