Teacher Natasha walks slowly! I look forward to your teaching tomorrow.
The Black Widow who had just walked out of Lin Mei's villa found herself in an unusual state of mind—dazed and slightly frustrated. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that a seemingly well-behaved child could be so difficult to deal with. No matter what tactics she employed—whether through subtle psychological maneuvers or direct attempts to test Lin Mei's abilities—she encountered failure in ways that defied explanation.
However, this only solidified her suspicions. There was something undeniably unusual about Lin Mei.
After the Black Widow's departure, Lin Mei turned his attention to the surveillance cameras positioned on the streets outside his home. He studied the screen with a thoughtful expression. If his memory served him right, the camera closest to his villa's entrance was usually fixed on the road. Yet, something seemed off—it had never before turned its lens directly toward his doorstep.
"Sir, do you think that little guy has discovered us?" Agent Maria Hill asked, watching Lin Mei's reaction closely.
Nick Fury remained silent, observing the screen with an impassive gaze. He took a moment before responding. "Who knows? But one thing is for sure—this kid is interesting, don't you think?"
On the screen, Lin Mei had already stepped back into his home. His movements were deliberate as he walked into his study. There, in a shadowed corner of his desk drawer, he carefully retrieved a tiny wiretap device that had been expertly hidden within the wooden crevices.
He held it up between his fingers and smirked. "Well, well... quite the impressive concealment, but the body odor gave it away. It was impossible not to notice."
Without hesitation, a crackling bolt of electricity surged through his fingertips, rendering the device useless in an instant. The minuscule explosion left behind a faint wisp of smoke, and Lin Mei tossed the ruined bug into a nearby waste bin.
Meanwhile, back at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, the surveillance feed from Lin Mei's home flickered erratically. The once-clear transmission rapidly deteriorated into a mess of static interference. Nick Fury's one visible eye narrowed as he realized what was happening.
"It seems we underestimated this child," he admitted grimly. Turning to Agent Hill, he issued a new directive. "Increase intelligence-gathering efforts. Prepare to launch Plan B. We need a deeper understanding of his abilities and the secrets surrounding him."
Hill nodded and immediately set about coordinating resources to execute the new directive. As S.H.I.E.L.D. dug deeper into their investigation, they found themselves crossing paths with another clandestine organization—the Divine Spear Bureau. The details of their discussions remained classified, but the result was clear: S.H.I.E.L.D. abruptly withdrew all agents monitoring Lin Mei.
Unaware of these high-level maneuvers, Lin Mei could only sense that the oppressive feeling of being watched had suddenly dissipated. At first, he remained wary, assuming that S.H.I.E.L.D. was merely biding its time before making a move against him. However, days passed without any further activity, leading him to reconsider his assumptions.
Meanwhile, on another front, Melissa—Lin Mei's mother—had been making waves in the corporate world. Through a series of strategic acquisitions, she had secured a significant number of shares in Stark Industries, positioning herself as a formidable new shareholder. This development did not go unnoticed by Obadiah Stane, who was maneuvering to consolidate his power within the company. Recognizing Melissa's growing influence, he sought to win her favor by inviting her to an exclusive event—the third annual Tony Stark Soldier Family Fund Gala at the Disney Concert Hall.
Naturally, as Melissa's son, Lin Mei was included in the invitation.
On the night of the gala, mother and son arrived at the venue dressed to impress. The red carpet was lined with reporters eager to capture the moment. As soon as Melissa and Lin Mei stepped into view, a wave of photographers surged forward, their cameras flashing like a constellation of stars against the night sky.
Melissa exuded confidence and sophistication in her custom-designed gown. The dress was a perfect blend of elegance and authority, tailored to accentuate her commanding presence. She walked with poise, her hand firmly holding Lin Mei's. Despite the spectacle, her warm smile radiated a genuine kindness that disarmed those around her.
Beside her, Lin Mei maintained a composed yet inquisitive demeanor. His sharp gaze scanned the crowd, taking in every detail with a quiet intelligence that belied his age. Though he played the part of a dutiful son accompanying his mother, his mind remained vigilant—after all, in his world, appearances could be deceiving.
As the flashes continued to illuminate the night, the mother and son duo posed for a few moments before proceeding toward the venue's grand entrance. Inside, the evening promised a gathering of the most influential figures in business, politics, and military affairs. Yet, for Lin Mei, the gala was more than just a social event—it was another stage where unseen battles of influence and power were waged.
And tonight, he was more than ready to play his part.
Lin Mei stood tall, dressed in a custom-made suit that highlighted both sophistication and youthful energy. The delicate bow at the neckline added a formal touch, but its playful design gave it a refreshing flair, making him look both professional and youthful. His eyes, filled with curiosity and anticipation, scanned the room, eager to experience everything this evening had in store.
The moment was electric, the air thick with the buzz of anticipation as reporters crowded around. One of them, eager to seize the opportunity, quickly thrust a microphone toward Melissa, his question sharp and direct. "Ms. Melissa, what do you think about becoming a new shareholder of Stark?" The question hung in the air, its weight undeniable, striking at the heart of the evening's excitement.
Melissa, composed and graceful, flashed a confident smile. "I am deeply honored to be joining Stark as a shareholder," she said, her voice calm yet firm. "This is not only a recognition of my personal abilities but also an affirmation of my long-term investment philosophy. I believe that through collaboration and dedication, Stark Enterprises will continue to lead technological innovation and create even greater value for society." Her words resonated with confidence, painting a clear vision of the future.
As the reporters soaked in her words, their attention quickly shifted to Lin Mei. The focus now was on him, the son of the newly appointed shareholder, and the reporters were eager to know what his thoughts were on the matter. One journalist, unable to resist, asked, "Mr. Lin Mei, as Ms. Melissa's son, do you have any plans or dreams for the future?"
Lin Mei, never one to shy away from a light-hearted moment, chuckled and responded with a playful grin, "Planning? Maybe I'll just be a prodigal son!" His response was met with laughter from the room, the light atmosphere providing a welcome contrast to the serious nature of the event. The reporters, enjoying his humor, couldn't help but laugh, appreciating his ability to bring a touch of wit into the conversation.
"Miss Melissa will have to work even harder to make money," Lin Mei continued, "after all, my dream is about to come true." His words were teasing, but there was an underlying respect and admiration for his mother's accomplishments and the opportunities Stark presented.
Just then, a familiar figure approached the two with a broad grin on his face—it was Obadai. He had been mingling with the reporters and had clearly been impressed by what he had seen. "Oh my God, Miss Melissa, Mr. Lin," Obadai exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "The two of you were simply dazzling tonight, like the most radiant stars in this entire concert hall!"
He paused, looking at Melissa. "Miss Melissa, your presence is extraordinary. The way your temperament harmonizes with the dress you chose—it's a perfect blend. You exude the power and capability of a Wall Street elite while still maintaining the unique softness and elegance of a woman."
Turning his attention to Lin Mei, Obadai's praise continued, "And Mr. Lin, your suit speaks volumes. It perfectly complements your youthful, talented style. The bow on the neckline, so subtle yet so impactful, really brings everything together. It showcases your gentlemanly demeanor while allowing your youthful energy to shine through."
Obadai smiled warmly, his words genuine and full of praise. He then placed a gentle hand on Lin Mei's shoulder, his expression full of admiration. "Your sense of humor is quite impressive, Mr. Lin," he said. "But I have no doubt that your dreams stretch far beyond this playful banter. With your intelligence and family legacy, you will undoubtedly excel in every field you choose to pursue. I have no doubt that you will become a source of pride for all of us."
Turning back to Melissa, Obadai's gaze softened, and a glimmer of admiration sparkled in his eyes. "Miss Melissa," he began, "it is truly an honor to work alongside someone as visionary and powerful as you. With your guidance, Stark Enterprises is poised for an even brighter future. I believe we will see the company flourish in ways we can only dream of."
He concluded, his voice filled with sincerity, "Tonight, we are not only here to celebrate this milestone but to witness the beginning of something even more meaningful. Together, let us offer our love and support to the families of soldiers in need through this charity event." His words, full of warmth and purpose, filled the room, reminding everyone present of the deeper mission that united them all.
The evening had truly become a blend of celebration, aspiration, and compassion. As the night unfolded, everyone in the room could feel the weight of the promises and dreams that had been shared, knowing that they were witnessing the dawn of something remarkable.
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