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41 Heilan House!

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Going to school, getting out of school, and occasionally being detained, the peaceful time always passed quickly.

Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the graduation party.

"Are you the driver Mr. Stark mentioned?”

Xia Luo looked at a middle-aged fatty standing outside her door and was a little suspicious."What I want is a chauffeur. I don't need an elder to attend the parent-teacher conference to attend the graduation party."

“.......”

The other party was speechless.

Happy, as a driver, had recently been promoted to the head of the security department. He couldn't understand why his boss would let him drive a high school student to a graduation party. The most annoying thing was that this kid was looking at him with disdain.

His driving skills were actually being doubted. He was Mr. Stark's full-time driver!

"Mr. Charlotte, I'm the driver that the boss called to drive you."

Although this high school student was a little hateful, as Mr. Stark's driver and the head of the security department, he had to be gentlemanly and not lower himself to the level of a child.

"My name is Happy."

Happy smiled and politely introduced Charlotte."This is the sports car our boss prepared for you."

As he spoke, he moved to the side, revealing a dark red sports car parked by the roadside behind him.

"Not bad!"

Charlotte's eyes lit up. She quickly walked to the sports car and touched the smooth lines of the car."Isn't this the same one from last time?”

This was the same sports car that Stark had used to send Charlotte back last time.

The one from last time?

Happy was a little confused, but he didn't think too much about it. He just replied,""This is our boss 'favorite sports car. He specifically told me to drive this one here."

Happy was in disbelief.

This sports car was indeed Stark's favorite. Even he, as a professional driver, had barely touched this car. It had always been for Stark to go for a spin, even though Stark had the Steel Armor now and rarely drove it out for a spin.

This time, Stark had specifically ordered him to drive the sports car out. Could this kid be his boss 'illegitimate son? It didn't seem like it!

"Not bad, Stark, you're a good friend."

Xia Luo patted the car, opened the door, and got in.""Happy, we need to hurry up.

Although we still have plenty of time, we still have to pick up a beautiful lady. It's not good to keep the lady waiting!”

"Alright," she said.

Happy nimbly went around the car to the left side, opened the door, sat in the driver's seat, and the sports car drove away.

"Mr. Charlotte, how did you meet the boss? What's your relationship?”

In the car, Happy seemed to feel that the atmosphere was rather dull, so he casually found a topic to talk about.

He was a little curious about the identity of this young man to make his boss pay so much attention to him.

"Oh, I fought with him and saved him once."

Xia Luo answered casually as she took out her phone.

They fought together? He even saved the shop owner?

"Are you the hidden avenger?”

Happy recalled the unidentified avenger reported on the news. It was a young Asian man with a gun and he immediately understood.

At the same time, he was shocked. He didn't expect an unremarkable high school student to be an avenger like his boss!

"Yes, I am. But don't tell anyone. This is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secret."

Charlotte glanced at Happy and then changed the subject.""Happy, how long have you been driving for Mr. Stark?”

"How many years has it been? How did you know that I was driving for Boss?”

Happy looked at Charlotte in surprise. He didn't remember mentioning this.

" Oh, it's nothing. Mr. Stark mentioned it last time. This car is his favorite. Very few people can touch it."

Charlotte sent a text message to Gwen on her phone and replied,""It's easy to guess that he asked you to drive it out to pick me up."

"Just like that?"

Happy turned to look at Charlotte and asked in disbelief,""What if the boss just couldn't find his driver at the last minute and couldn't call me?"

"Of course, there are others."

Xia Luo was still texting and said without looking up,""Ordinary drivers don't drive their boss's favorite car as casually as you do. They're probably already nervous like new drivers who have just started driving. They're trembling in fear, afraid that an accident will scratch the car.

So, when you drive, please pay more attention. At least look at the road, okay? If you don't drive properly, your loved ones will cry!”

“......”

Happy shut his mouth. This kid was still so annoying!

And the way the kid analyzed it reminded him of someone, the boss's former secretary, the fired Natasha agent.

The atmosphere in the car fell silent again.

Charlotte sat in the front seat and began to think about some problems before they reached Gwen's house.

First of all, Aunt May had come back recently and looked for Charlotte once. The two of them had a long talk alone. Finally, Aunt May told him some secrets about Charlotte's parents, such as the secret arsenal under his garage!

Xia Luo knew that this meant that Aunt Mei had tacitly approved of her choice!

In addition, there was the system mission. In the past two weeks, there had been a mission, but this mission had made Xia Luo's heart ache for a long time!

At that time, Xia Luo was shopping and happened to pass by a clothing store. As a result, the mission came.

"Ding! The prettiest boy at the ball will have a custom-made gown for the ball. The price must not be lower than 100,000 USD!

[Skill Reward: Heilan's Home]

That's right, it was the gorgeous gown he was wearing now.

A hundred thousand dollars! The windfall from some time ago was gone overnight.

Just treat it as 100,000 dollars for a skill!

Xia Luo could only comfort herself, but her heart still ached!

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