Avengers Admissions Officer

Seeing Murphy turning his head and walking back, he had the urge to rush up and grab her for questioning.But, no, she is on the side of the Avengers, and she can't get any closer. It was a mistake for her to come to New York. It is still too late to go back to the West Coast. She must have a way to stop all this.

Murphy here has already closed the door of the ward lightly, but the old man who had closed his eyes on the ward asked, "How much do you know?"

"I thought you were already asleep." Murphy complained, "The lunch break is almost over."

"I'm just worried about my old friend." The old man's eyes still didn't open.

"Okay," Murphy inserted the bouquet from the old man's bosom into the empty vase by the bed, and sat on the sofa chair where he had been sitting for two seconds just now, his face was a little disgruntled by Hope's repeated warnings The expression had long since disappeared, and her expression was unusually brisk, "She may know martial arts, but she really hasn't received any training."

"Did I make the difficulty of the question too low?" The old man smiled.

"The difficulty of Pym particles is still low?" Murphy raised his voice and complained, "I'm going to be tricked by you this time."

"She even told you this?" The old man frowned, opened his eyes, and looked at Murphy slowly. Only then did he see something from Murphy's smiling face, and sighed clearly, " ...This is what I taught you."

Murphy, who had figured out Grandma Peggy's words and further confirmed his guess, showed a nice smile: "I think I'm just a great apprentice."

019

"Uh, your seat is here." Tim Geert gestured to the dark curly-haired woman behind him, the desk at the door of the office "I usually answer the phone and send some emails, and take care of Mr. Cross's schedule .”

The woman in a smart suit skirt with a white chiffon shirt glanced at the technological office appearance: "I thought I was applying for the position of a legal assistant."

"Although that's the case..." Tim smiled nervously, and was about to say something when he saw a man walking out of the office, and immediately said seriously, "Good morning, Mr. Cross."

"Good morning, Tim." The bald man closed the office door, and while buttoning his suit jacket, he took another look at the beautiful woman standing next to Tim, "...I haven't seen you before."

The woman put the bag on her own desk, her makeup was exquisite and decent, her red lips were pulled, she showed a quite confident smile, and she offered her hand: "Murphy Rogers, sir, I will be in charge of your job in the next few days The job of a personal assistant, I hope you will not be disappointed."

"Wow..." The man looked Murphy up and down, slowly took her well-maintained hand, shook his head, and gestured to Tim, "Darren Cross, my God, Tim, You finally found me a decent assistant."

"Actually, Katie just took a leave of absence. Something happened to her father in Texas," Tim swallowed nervously, pressing his fingers tightly on the folder, almost on the hard brown paper After leaving fingerprints, Cross finally let go of Murphy's hand, "Miss Rogers is just a legal assistant, and the HR department hopes that she can top Katie's class."

Then he handed the folder in his hand to Cross: "This is her resume."

Darren Cross took the folder and looked at the beautiful woman beside him: "Wow... Columbia's Doctor of Laws, Mofo gave you a very high evaluation, maybe you should stay there."

"I guess they just don't trust young and beautiful female lawyers very much." Murphy's exquisitely drawn brows twitched. The resume that Hill had prepared for herself was too strong, and she had to dress herself up a little more maturely.

"I hope that the job of assistant will not make you feel uninteresting." Darren pointed to Murphy's badge, as if pointing, "I hope you like Pym Technology."

Tim saw that Fengrui, the girl who was supposed to be reporting in the legal department, looked completely different from the last assistant. He was nervous at first whether Mr. Cross would be dissatisfied with an aggressive assistant, but it seemed that the situation was somewhat different from what he expected. Different, does that mean he didn't screw it up?

At this time, the phone on the table belonging to Murphy rang. Murphy smiled at Darren, took the initiative to connect the phone, and turned on the loudspeaker, and said smoothly: "Good morning, this is Darren. Mr. Cross's office, this is Murphy Rogers, what can I do for you?"

"Good morning, I'm..."

Darren watched Murphy deal with the phone skillfully, and quickly jotted down the key points with a pen and paper. He looked back at Tim, who was sweating on the forehead, and compared Murphy with his fingers, showing a satisfied look. Smile: "She did a good job."

"Yes, yes." Tim nodded frequently.

"Now, Mr. Geert, I hope that if I pay you to hire you, you will be able to work." Darren smiled.

"Of course, of course!" Tim responded repeatedly, and left in a panic. The HR department of Pym Technology was really hard.

"Sir," Murphy here has finished answering the phone, looked after Tim who left, and then turned his eyes to Darren who was still standing behind her, "Mr. Carson is calling and hopes to meet you as soon as possible , I said you are in an emergency meeting now, do you need to see him?"

Darren stretched out his hand in his suit pocket and smiled: "You adapt quickly. I'll give you my itinerary and arrange a meeting for dinner today. Oh, if the scientific research department calls over, just call Give it to me, and everything else will be postponed."

Darren Cross has to admit that the assistant Tim is looking for this time finally looks like an assistant. He is beautiful, alert and not too curious; his taste is also quite good, and the restaurants he chose for several outings are very suitable; his eyesight I have seen enough, but I found out what I like after two days. The coffee I prepared in the morning was not wrong in terms of time or taste; I am very good at controlling the schedule. process.A week later, he simply threw Katie back to the administrative department, who came back to sell the vacation. Although he was a little forceful, Murphy really liked him too much.

Murphy is a little impatient here. Darren Cross is still very vigilant. A week has passed, and she has no chance to touch documents related to confidentiality. Even if she increases the probability, it is useless. She is now Darren had no idea what it was that he was working on.At the beginning, this operation was entirely out of a personal favor for Grandma Peggy, so she didn't mention it to anyone except Agent Hill, which also led to her not having much time in this operation. To be precise, once Once the base of the Avengers Alliance was completed, she had to go back to the east coast to follow up the evaluation and training of several new Avengers. With reference to the time it took for the Avengers Building to be completed, she didn't think she still had too many opportunities.

Time to take advantage of Miss Dyne.Murphy thought to herself, in order to ensure the safety of the operation to the greatest extent, she had been careful to avoid meeting Miss Dyne, and now it was going to be the other way around.

The result of not deliberately lowering the probability is that when Darren planned to go to the scientific research department because he wanted to preside over the animal experiments, he met Hope Dyne who heard the news:

"Hope? I thought you'd be over there in the lab."

"I just don't think it's time yet." Hope didn't notice Murphy who had stood up from the assistant's desk at first, but said to Darren with some worry, "Our actions are a little too fast. "

"I think we're ready." Darren smiled confidently and pointed to Hope's new assistant, "Come and meet my new assistant, Murphy Rogers."

Because of a familiar name, Hope's pupils shrank instinctively when they turned to Murphy, and the atmosphere among the three of them was slightly tense.

But she soon put on a straight face because of the inappropriate woman who appeared at the inappropriate time: "Miss Rogers."

"Good afternoon, Miss Dyne." The smile deepened because of the unconscious hostility in the other party's tone, and Murphy's red lips curled up, smiling a little smugly.

Hope withdrew his gaze with a cold face: "I thought Katie did a good job."

"But Murphy is indeed better." Darren looked at Hope's face and smiled playfully, "I'm going to the lab, do you want to come with me?"

Hope thought it was not obvious to gouged out Murphy, took a step back, shook his head, and pulled out a slightly stiff smile: "Dr. Pym hopes I can go there later."

"Okay." Darren took the suit jacket that Murphy took off from the hanger, spread his hands, and didn't force it.

Murphy smiled in his heart, but with a look of unconfidence on his face, he piled up the documents he had just sorted out: "Do you need me to return these signed documents?"

Darren, who was watching Hope leave, seemed to realize that Murphy had been standing beside him for a long time. He looked down at Murphy's desk. The computer, phone, letter basket and a pile of them were neatly packed. Qi's files, except for a glass Klein bottle and no other decorations, it is hard to imagine what kind of person a professional woman with such a desk is, he squinted and looked at Murphy unnaturally look, asked an innocuous question