Chapter 3147 "Romantic" Wedding Season (Sixty-seven)

On the day of the wedding, the clouds were like soft threads floating in the sky, like the traces of a lover's fingertips across their lips, and the wind was like the moist gauze floating from the sea, like the last lingering look before turning around on the night of confession.

There will be thousands of clear and cool mornings like this, and we will never have the peace of mind when we wake up from bed and see the bright blue sky outside the window. The weather always has many special meanings due to people's expectations.

The manor suddenly came to life. Waiters in suits and leather suits were shuttled in the corridor like a school of fish. The sound of leather shoes came from far away and then slowly faded away. Standing in front of the window, you could see that people were already busy in the manor square.

layout.

Schiller was woken up by the waiter. He opened the door and found the ironed clothes at the door. This was not a best man's outfit, but an ordinary suit for the wedding banquet.

The groomsmen must first welcome the guests in the manor square. They have arrived on the island a few days in advance, but when they meet the host for the first time, a small welcome banquet must be held.

The bride and groom would not show up directly, so the reception work had to be done by the best man and bridesmaid. When Schiller got dressed and walked out, he met Natasha who was wearing a long black dress.

"You just arrived last night?" He and Natasha walked downstairs together, turning to ask her at the same time.

"Yes, Nick left the work of SHIELD to me. I was busy until last night and I didn't have time to come over." Natasha held a diamond-encrusted black handbag in her hand. She adjusted it as she went down the stairs.

He touched the necklace around his neck, and then touched his earrings.

"He asked you to do wedding security work, right?"

Natasha rolled her eyes gently and said, "You don't have to say it so bluntly."

"How many people have you installed?"

"There are 20,000 people on the books."

Schiller was not surprised at all by this number. He even said with some sigh: "Nick was merciful."

"After all, it's a friend's wedding, so he shouldn't go too far." Natasha smiled. She rarely wore very beautiful makeup today. When her red lips were raised, the ends of her eyes were sharper than knives.

"Are you included in the twenty thousand people?"

"I'm a senior agent, so that's a different price."

"Um?"

"Seduction work requires extra money." Natasha walked two steps ahead of Schiller, then turned around and said, "What do you think of my outfit today?"

"Who are you trying to seduce?"

"It's a long story."

"Then let's make a long story short."

"Tony Stark."

"Do you think you are very wicked?" Schiller smiled and said, "You plan to seduce him at his wedding."

"Is there any problem?" Natasha's expression was vivid. She said: "I like the scene of weddings. No matter how wild a man is, he will pretend to be self-conscious, even if their eyes are almost burning when they stare at me.

Don't dare to move, how interesting it is."

"Are you serious?" Schiller looked her over and said, "I don't think you are the kind of person who would buy something a second time after giving it a bad review."

"I plan to seduce Stark, but he can refuse." Natasha said: "If I use force, those more than 20,000 agents will not be vegetarians."

Schiller somewhat understood the implication of her words, and he said: "How do you want him to refuse?"

"Money can't solve all problems, but it can still solve this little problem of mine."

"If the account is unfair, just say so."

Natasha rolled her eyes again, her shoulders dropped as if she was discouraged. She gritted her teeth and said, "I must have owed that nigger in my previous life. Twenty thousand people is an exaggeration. What's left is more than three million."

What should I use to fill in the account?!"

"Only more than three million?" Schiller said rather disdainfully: "You can pretend to be moved later, and Tony will settle it for you directly."

"I mean my account is still short of more than three million, and Hill and Coulson still have it." Natasha sighed and said, "Even if the more than 20,000 agents who came today were killed,

It’s enough to fill it up.”

"Nick is really bold." Schiller said, shaking his head.

Now it was Natasha's turn to be a little confused. She said, "Although this money is a lot for us, it shouldn't make you sigh like this."

"I mean, it's really bold of him to leave the matter of settling the accounts to you stupid heads."

Natasha began to grit her teeth again.

"So what happened at today's wedding?" Natasha turned around and walked backwards, while staring into Schiller's eyes, and said with some disbelief: "Do you really have the morals not to ruin a good friend's life event?

Can I be skeptical about this?"

"Of course, madam, but you should also believe that I also have the self-control to restrain greed for them."

"This sentence is more like making up than the previous sentence." Natasha said with great disapproval. She lowered her arms and said: "We are people who don't talk secretly. If you want to do something, please bring me with you. Let me do it."

I've settled the account so I don't have to listen to Nick's nagging, so I owe you a favor."

"Your favor is so precious, ma'am, and I am really grateful, but I really have no intention of doing anything." Schiller looked at Natasha with a smile and said.

Natasha's eyes became more and more disapproving.

"Do you want me to do something?" Schiller asked tentatively.

Natasha opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing. She sighed and said, "I can join, but I can't instigate, otherwise Tony will kill me."

"Aren't you afraid that he will kill me?"

"You? He knows your character very well. Although I didn't actually send 20,000 agents, he will definitely arrange 20,000 robots to ensure that you don't really plan to cause trouble at his wedding.

"

Schiller looked around. The waiters were in a hurry, each with their own tasks and destinations. No one seemed to pay attention to him and Natasha.

But he did also see the camera turned around, and the mecha in a hidden corner that seemed to be used for decoration.

He turned his head back calmly, and then said: "No matter what, this is a major event in Tony's life and a day worth remembering. I don't want to ruin today."

"Yes, you don't want to, but your behavior and your thoughts are rarely consistent."

"This is a bit too offensive." Schiller commented: "Please allow me to politely point out that the same is true for you, ma'am."

"Then we are the same kind of people, so you should take me with you." Natasha didn't give up yet, she said: "You will never find someone more strict than me. I promise to settle the account and leave.

"

"If it were normal times, I would be very happy to have such a deal, but unfortunately, I have no plan to do anything this time." Schiller spread his hands and said innocently: "You have found the wrong person, really."

Natasha stared at him without speaking.

They had already reached the lobby on the first floor, and Eddie walked over with camera equipment in his hand. He was not wearing the usual director's clothes, but was wearing a suit and tie like Schiller. He nodded to Natasha first, and then

He looked at Schiller and said, "Here you go."

He handed over a piece of paper, and Schiller took it over and looked at it. He found that it was the layout of the wedding scene. Schiller looked at Eddie with searching eyes.

The red dots marked on it are all camera positions. Eddie came over, stretched out his hand and clicked on the paper and said: "The big red dots are the manned camera positions, and the small red dots are the unmanned camera positions."

Schiller continued to look at him with searching eyes.

Eddie also looked at him for a few seconds and found that Schiller was silent, so he had to further explain: "No matter what kind of noise you want to make, try not to cover the camera position. Some shots are vacant and difficult to fill."

Schiller still looked at him with searching eyes.

"Have you remembered? If you remember, return this drawing to me." Eddie said: "Even if you have to cover part of it, try not to block the photographers. If they can't take a good picture, they will be

Money will be deducted.”

"Who said I wanted to make a fuss?"

Eddie gave him a slightly contemptuous look, took the drawings and left.

"You still said you didn't want to cause trouble?" Natasha, who had been watching for a long time, folded her arms and said, "It must be a big event. Even the camera can be covered. Could it be that magic was used?"

"I didn't mean to cause trouble."

"But be prepared."

"Not prepared."

"But there is a certain impulse."

"There's no impulse either."

"I had a moment of reverie."

Schiller couldn't help but throw his head back and said: "You sound a bit like Shakespeare."

"I am a Soviet, you should say I look like Pushkin."

Schiller sighed and said: "How on earth can you believe that I really have no plans to do anything at Tony's wedding."

"Is that the other you?" Natasha asked tentatively: "Which one is it? The one in the tower or the one in the abyss?"

"I don't want to explain anymore." Schiller shook his head, made an unreasonable expression, and walked forward quickly.

Before he had taken a few steps, he bumped into an acquaintance, a Star-Lord man in a suit standing at the door of the hall looking like a dog.

"Are you back?" Schiller stepped forward and greeted him.
To be continued...