Chapter 44 Why does Qin Yang have privileges?
Inside a restaurant in Los Angeles.

I was watching the video on TV showing myself jumping down from the fifth floor where an explosion had occurred while holding a woman.

Michael smiled as he heard the reporter on TV calling himself a superhero.

Then he lowered his head, holding the red pen, and continued to look for a suitable job in the newspaper recruitment advertisements.

I must find a job, otherwise my son will soon have no food to eat!
Michael was circling one job posting after another as he was searching seriously.

Skye, carrying a bag, sat opposite him with a nervous look on her face.

"Hey, act natural!"

"what?"

Looking at the woman sitting in front of him, talking nonsense.

Michael was a little puzzled: "Ma'am, you got the wrong person!"

"Shh, pretend we're talking!"

Skye looked around warily: "Who knows who is eavesdropping on our conversation."

"But I don't even know who you are!"

"My name is Skye, and I know you're the superhero hooded man that was reported on TV!"

Listening to Skye's words, Michael Peterson denied: "Sorry, you got the wrong person, I'm just an ordinary worker!"

Ignoring Michael's denial, Skye leaned forward and whispered, "Yes, you are indeed an ordinary person during the day."

"But I saw with my own eyes that you jumped from the fifth floor where the explosion occurred and saved that woman. You are a hero!"

"Of course, I'm not a big fan or a stalker, but..oh my god, this is awesome!"

Looking at Skye who was whispering one moment and laughing excitedly the next.

Michael felt that she was not mentally normal: "You got the wrong person, ma'am, I'm not the one you said..."

"Hey listen to me, what you're doing is wrong, and you're in great danger!"

Putting away his excited expression, Skye said to Michael, "You know what? The lady lying in the hospital really wants to thank you."

"But you are hiding here, and your video of saving people has a lot of hits on the Internet, but in reality, you can't even find a job."

"What danger do you mean?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D."

Looking at the hooded man in front of him very seriously, Skye emphasized his tone and said, "SHIELD, they are scary black-clad government officials who specifically arrest people like you!"

"Can you believe it? They knew about the war with aliens in New York before it happened."

"And then they dealt with it all overnight. How long do you think it would take for a department like theirs to deal with you?"

"Even the Flash, the superhero who saved many people in the Battle of New York, is one of theirs!"

"Flash Man"

Michael frowned when he heard the nickname Flashman.

"Yes, it's the Flash Man. I was caught by him in Texas. If I wasn't smart, I would have been locked up long ago!"

Hearing Skye's horrifying tone, Michael Peterson stood up and said, "Sorry, I'm just an ordinary person!"

Seeing Michael stand up and leave, Skye immediately stepped forward and grabbed his clothes: "You can go to the front of the stage, in front of the public, this way..."

"Listen, you can't escape. The greater your ability, the more weird things you will encounter, which will make your life a mess."

Before Skye could finish speaking, Michael turned and left without hesitation.

Skye spread his hands as he watched the hooded man leave.

In her hand, she had already obtained Michael Peterson's driver's license, which she had stolen just at the moment she grabbed him!
Inside the Blackwing Airbus fighter. This Blackwing Airbus fighter was specially approved by SHIELD for Coulson's team. It has three floors, and each floor is several times larger than the interior of the Quinjet.

The newly joined Ward looked at Qin Yang’s exclusive leather sofa, and even the dining table with drinks and snacks.

Then he asked Fitz: "Is Flash always like this? I feel like he's not focused on this job at all?"

"Isn't this bad?"

Before Ward could finish his words, Fitz glanced at Qin Yang who was eating snacks over there.

Then he smiled and said, “If Qin Ruo is focused, it means that our lives are in danger!”

"So I think his attitude towards work is also very good. You know, Simmons and I bought the drink for Qin when we were shopping in the supermarket yesterday. I hope he likes it."

"Oh, the snacks were bought by Melinda, and the exclusive seats and dining table were specially made by Coulson at the request of the R&D department."

"This way, even if we encounter turbulence in the air, the snacks won't get... "

"I mean, don't you think this is a privilege and unfair to the other members of the group?"

Interrupting Fitz's endless chatter, Ward frowned and said, "This is not what a harmonious group should have!"

"Why do you think so? Oh, I forgot you didn't know that Qin is not from SHIELD!"

Facing Ward's dissatisfaction, Simmons on the side continued: "First of all, Qin is not an employee of S.H.I.E.L.D. He was transferred from Stark Industries by Coulson's request to the director!"

"Secondly, Qin just likes to slack off during work, but he is a very reliable partner!"

"The most important thing is that Qin's duties in the team have never been to investigate and obtain intelligence, but to provide protection."

"Make sure that when our Coulson team members are in danger, he can save us!"

"In fact, he has saved us more than once, whether it was the missile attack above the valley or the suicide bomber incident in New Jersey."

At this point, Simmons said very seriously: "So I think Qin deserves the privilege of eating or reading newspapers during work hours."

"Not only me, but the whole group thinks so!"

"If you are not satisfied, you can raise it to Coulson, but I think he will definitely reject your proposal!"

After hearing Simmons' explanation, Ward glanced at Qin Yang who was sitting there playing PSP.

So he didn't say anything else.

Perhaps, as Hill himself put it, his interpersonal skills are a piece of shit.

However, Qin Yang, who was slacking off at work, was accepted by everyone in the team.

Even Melinda and Coulson condoned and even helped him to slack off.

This shows that it is your own problem if you can’t stand it!

Leaning back in his seat, Ward sorted out his gear.

With Qin Yang around, I have to be careful about my identity!

A bright red sports car drove onto the black-winged Airbus.

Coulson got out of the car and nodded to the three of them.

Then he smiled in the direction of Qin Yang and said, "Qin, remember I said I would let you experience my Lola? Here it is now!"

"This is one of my favorite S.H.I.E.L.D. antique collectibles, a flamethrower, the world's first global positioning system."

Seeing Qin Yang coming over, Coulson introduced excitedly: "You know, everyone always thinks that the new version is an upgraded version."

"But sometimes the older versions are more capable!"

Hmm... I don't know if Coulson is talking about the car named Lola, or his idol Steve Rogers!

(End of this chapter)