Seeing Natasha's confidence, Luca had a sudden inspiration and looked at Tony.
" Tony, since this Miss Rushman insists she's here to apply for an assistant position, shouldn't you, as the boss, give her a pre-job test?"
Tony understood immediately.
He knew Luca too well; that smile meant someone was about to be in big trouble.
Since the younger brother has spoken, the older brother naturally has to play along.
Tony walked to his desk, picked up a letter opener, and deftly twirled it between his fingers before turning to look at Natasha.
" Miss Rushman, you need to prove you're qualified for this position."
Tony pointed to Pepper next to him.
" Potts's main job is to help me handle meetings and media, but you're different. I need an assistant who can handle unexpected situations."
As he spoke, Tony pointed to a fully enclosed glass cabinet in the corner of the office.
Inside the cabinet, there was a pistol.
"The first test."
Tony raised an eyebrow, his tone casual.
"Disassemble that gun into parts within ten seconds. That shouldn't be too difficult for an average job seeker, right?"
Upon hearing this request, Natasha's expression stiffened slightly.
As a top agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.., let alone ten seconds, she could dismantle that gun into a pile of scrap metal in five seconds with her eyes closed.
But here's the problem.
If she did as instructed, not only would her movements reveal her muscle memory, but it would also be tantamount to directly admitting that she had received professional training.
Then the facade of a clerical assistant will completely collapse!
These two madmen are unpredictable!
Who interviews a personal assistant and makes them disarm a gun on the spot?!
Although she cursed inwardly, Natasha bit her lip and pretended to be weak and troubled.
" Mr. Stark, I've only studied law and public administration; I've never handled a gun. It's too dangerous; I might hurt myself."
"Oh? You don't know how to disassemble a gun?"
Tony feigned regret, shook his head, and then pointed to the computer on his desk.
"It's alright, I won't insist. Let's move on to the second test."
Tony held up Five Fingers.
"Hack into the Pentagon's security system in five seconds and get a parking ticket from Washington from last month canceled. Surely a Harvard Law School graduate could do that, right?"
Upon hearing this, Natasha almost lost control of her facial expression.
She cursed Tony's ancestors for eighteen generations in her mind.
Hacking into the Pentagon in five seconds? You think I'm Zeus?!
Besides, I'm applying for an administrative assistant position, not some damn internet hacker!
Those two bastards are clearly deliberately making things difficult for us!
" Mr. Stark, this violates federal law."
Natasha took a deep breath, trying her best to maintain her last shred of dignity.
"My strengths lie in scheduling, foreign language translation, and crisis management. If you need a hacker or bodyguard, I don't think I'd be a good fit for this position."
Seeing Natasha's frustrated expression, Pepper finally couldn't hold back anymore.
As the company's head housekeeper, she simply couldn't stand their pranks anymore.
" Tony! Luca! That's enough, you two!"
Pepper stood up and glared at the two brothers.
"I personally interviewed Natalie. She is fluent in four languages and has strong crisis management skills. Moreover, her legal expertise is exactly what we need right now. You are just being unreasonable and making things difficult for us!"
Seeing Pepper angry, Luca couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Okay, Potts. Don't be angry. We were just joking with the new employee."
Luca walked up to Natasha and looked her up and down.
Although this female agent tried her best to disguise herself, the dangerous aura ingrained in her bones could not be hidden.
Whoever sent her, it was simply to monitor her and Tony, and to find out their true intentions.
Since the other party is being so polite, offering free, highly skilled labor to his doorstep, what reason does he have to refuse?
Hiring a secret agent to work as a delivery girl for free is a sure-fire way to make money.
"Stay, Miss Rushman."
Luca waved his hand and made the decision immediately, while also testing the waters with some words.
"We'll pay you the lowest market rate. Anyway, you agents usually get extra income from your organization, so Black Nick Fury won't miss out on this little bit of money. Right?"
Upon hearing this,
Natasha's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing the words "Black Nick Fury."
He found out! He even knew about Director Fury!
Natasha broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
She thought her disguise was flawless, and that even within S.H.I.E.L.D.., few people knew her true identity.
It turns out they'd already seen right through her!
Didn't Fury tell him that Luca Stark is actually a mind-reading demon?!
No wonder he came up with these outrageous tests; the other party was completely making a fool of him!
Although she thought this way, her experience as a secret agent helped her suppress the shock.
On the surface, she could only pretend not to understand and force a smile.
" Mr. Luca. I will work hard. Although I don't quite understand who you mean by ' Black Nick Fury '."
It's okay if you don't understand now. There's plenty of time to understand later.
Luca nodded in satisfaction.
That's right, it's interesting when someone is stubborn and refuses to admit it.
He then pressed the internal phone button on his desk.
" Jessica, come in here for a moment."
A few seconds later, the office door was pushed open.
Jessica walked in, wearing a black lace-trimmed suit.
She wore a professional, fake smile, but her eyes were filled with deep resentment.
I have to walk around the company every day wearing these clothes, and I also have to face this scumbag.
It felt its lifespan was about to shorten.
"Boss, you wanted to see me?" Jessica said respectfully, her head bowed.
"Let's show our new colleague Miss Rushman, around the company."
Luca pointed to Natasha, who was standing to the side.
"From now on, you two will be colleagues. Get along well, learn from each other, and grow together."
Jessica looked up and her eyes met Natasha's.
The atmosphere began to become subtle.
Both of them sensed a connection to each other.
This is a scent that only those who have experienced countless life-or-death battles and crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood can detect.
Jessica's gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed intently on Natasha.
When standing, his center of gravity is as steady as a mountain, and there are calluses on the tiger's mouth from years of holding a gun. Even the frequency of his breathing is deliberately suppressed.
This woman is definitely a killer!
She might even be a shrew from S.H.I.E.L.D..!
Damn it! Just how many powerful forces has Luca offended?
Did Director Pierce know that S.H.I.E.L.D.. had also infiltrated the organization?
Natasha, equally composed, observed Jessica, her inner alarm bells ringing.
Although this black lace outfit was outrageously sexy, it couldn't hide the woman's extraordinary nature.
His breathing rate was extremely slow, and his micro-expressions were controlled almost perfectly.
Most importantly, Natasha keenly sensed it.
This woman named Jessica is definitely a colleague!
That damn one-eyed guy, how come he didn't find out there were other agents around Stark?!
Are the intelligence agencies just sitting around doing nothing?!
The two women mentally assessed each other's threat level.
But on the surface, they smiled more brightly than anyone else.
"Hello, Miss Rushman. It's a pleasure to meet you." Jessica smiled and extended her hand, her posture very graceful.
"Hello, Miss Jones." Natasha shook her hand, equally smiling, her eyes sincere.
"Your dress is so tasteful, very... unique. It accentuates your figure perfectly."
"Thank you, boss. You've always had a unique sense of style. You'll get used to it eventually," Jessica replied through gritted teeth and a forced smile.
Luca sat down in his chair, picked up his coffee, and slowly took a sip.
Now you can not only watch two secret agents put on a show right in front of you, but you can also see them distrusting each other and scheming against each other every day.
This is much more interesting than watching a movie.
Indeed, being a capitalist with absolute power and no moral bottom line is truly the happiest thing in the world.
"Go on, ladies. Do your work well. I'm looking forward to seeing how you do." Luca waved generously.
Jessica and Natasha exchanged a glance, then walked out of the office side by side.
After they left, Tony came over.
"Are you really planning to keep them all around you? That's like having two ticking time bombs in the office."
Tony crossed his arms, finding Luca's quirky sense of humor sometimes really annoying.
"A time bomb is only dangerous if the code is unknown."
Luca shrugged, looking confident.
"Since we have the password, they're just tools. Anyone who dares to mess with them, I'll detonate them first. Besides, isn't it very convenient to use them to transmit false information that we want the other side to know?"
After listening, Tony silently gave a thumbs up.
When it comes to the heart, you have to look at this bastard younger brother.
"You make it sound so easy, but Natalie's heart was racing just now, you probably saw it, but she disguised it very well. So, what kind of organization would send an agent of this caliber as an assistant?"
Luca pondered for a few seconds, then teased Tony.
"I bet she's hiding at least two weapons. If you're planning to have some serious interaction with her tonight, you'd better wear bulletproof shorts, lest she cut your penis off as a souvenir."
"That's none of your concern." Tony raised an eyebrow.
"You know how tough I am. Forget a knife, even if she tried to shoot me with a gun, I could take her down even through the bullets. But to be honest, the enemy has good taste; this woman's figure perfectly matches my aesthetic."
"Can't you think of anything else?" Luca said with a look of disgust.
"What do you know? This is called understanding your employees thoroughly. As a conscientious boss at Stark Industries, of course I need to have a comprehensive understanding of every employee's capabilities."
Luca stood up and patted Tony's chest muscles, which were bulging from his shirt.
"Okay, you're right. With them testing each other in the company, we can even save on movie tickets."
"Let's go see how many remote controls the World Ice Boy broke today."