My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 591 Rody: Why do I feel like I’m talking to a cow?
The lights were on, the lively celebration party was still going on, and the bustling downtown New York City was flashing colorful neon lights, as if adding a bit of prosperity and warmth to this special night.

However, in this bustling hustle and bustle, two figures stand out.

They are Peter Parker, who is only 14 years old, and Harry Keener, who moved to New York alone a few years ago and lived with Uncle Ben's family.

The two are now seventh-grade students at Central City Middle School, which is what people call the second year of junior high school.

But at this moment, when they appear in so-called upper-class banquets, they will still appear particularly unique.

(PS: The school year system in the United States is mostly five-three-four, that is, five years in elementary school, three years in middle school, and four years in high school.)
At the edge of the banquet, Peter and Harry stood side by side, their eyes piercing through the crowd and looking at Mr. Stark and others who were at the other end of the banquet table.

Mr. Stark, the genius inventor known to the world as Iron Man, is now chatting and laughing with several other Avengers members. Even the legendary Thor Odinson is standing next to him.

"Harry, tell me, if Mr. Stark were to fight Thor, who would win?"

After being pushed aside by sister Lainie, the two naughty little guys started to find ways to amuse themselves.

Now, secretly comparing the two mentioned above is a form of fun.

"To be honest, I don't think much of Tony."

Little Harry did not show favoritism towards Tony just because he was good friends with Tony. Instead, he expressed his opinions very objectively like a little adult.

"Thor is the god of Asgard. He possesses divine power and can even control lightning. This ability is far beyond the reach of technology. Although Tony is powerful, he is only a human being after all."

"You're right. Thor's strength is indeed extraordinary. However, Mr. Stark is no pushover either. His high-tech equipment should not be underestimated."

Peter nodded slightly in agreement, but then added another sentence.

"But I will still support Mr. Stark, and I will secretly tell him that you actually chose to support Thor."

Harry rolled his eyes when he heard this and thought to himself, you are so childish.

But then Harry gave a sly smile, as if he had come up with some interesting idea.

"Peter, how about we make a bet?"

He leaned close to Peter's ear and whispered mysteriously:
"Let's bet on who can cause a bigger stir at the banquet, Mr. Stark or Thor.

If you win, I'll promise you something; if I win, you'll have to promise me something."

Peter was immediately interested when he heard this, and asked curiously:
"Is anything okay?"

Harry nodded and said seriously:
“Of course, anything we can do, no matter how big or small.”

So, the two little guys began to secretly observe the movements of Mr. Stark and Thor, trying to find clues from their words and deeds as to who could cause a bigger sensation at the banquet.

The lights of the banquet flickered with anticipation in their eyes, like two explorers searching for unknown treasures.

Peter's eyes were fixed on Mr. Stark, while Harry glanced at Thor from time to time.

Mr. Stark was as handsome as ever, wearing a tailored suit and the iconic reactor brooch on his chest, flashing blue light.

Sometimes he chatted and laughed with the Avengers members, and sometimes he raised his glass alone to greet the people present.

His smile, full of confidence and wisdom, was undoubtedly a highlight of the banquet.

Thor, the God of Thunder, appears more stable, his long golden hair sparkles under the light, and his innate majesty and power cannot be ignored.

He held a glass of beer in his hand and occasionally drank with others. He seemed to have a very thorough understanding of the things on Earth.

"…Remember that Iron Man armor can increase a person's strength, right? So I just dragged a tank over the head of General Sheffield, and then threw the tank in front of him like this. 'Boom! Are you looking for this?'"

The person who said this was Rody. Peter and the others listened and it seemed that he was talking about the story of how Rody drove a war machine to capture a general named Sheffield.

However, it seems that this story did not attract much attention from Tony and Thor, and both of them looked a little disapproving.

"Why didn't Tony and the others react? I thought Mr. Rhodes' story was quite interesting."

Peter frowned in confusion, and Roddy, who was at the center of the conversation, seemed to have an opinion on this as well.

"I mean 'Boom! You are...' No, why are you two not reacting at all? It's like I'm talking to a wall. Isn't that funny?"

Looking at Peter's expression that seemed to understand Roddy's "grievance" very well, Harry couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and shook his head gently.

"I think that's because the story told by Mr. Rhodes might just be commonplace for Tony and Saul, nothing special."

Peter scratched his head thoughtfully when he heard that, and then looking at the reactions of the two people at the moment, he felt that what Harry said did make some sense.

"…Uh, so you're done? That was certainly interesting…fascinating."

To be honest, I have to say that in terms of high emotional intelligence, Thor has indeed made a lot of progress compared to when he first came.

However, the high emotional intelligence displayed by Thor at this moment was really harsh to Roddy's ears.

Didn’t you see that Tony on the side was just smiling silently without any extra reaction? As a "good brother", he thought he had given a lot of face to Roddy.

Otherwise, based on his past personality, he would probably have directly sabotaged the whole thing and made public the fact that Roddy was chased and bombarded by Lanie with an anti-tank gun.

Roddy glared at Thor and reluctantly accepted Thor's "support".

But Roddy was not someone who would easily lose face, so he simply brought up the issue on the spot.

"Hey, by the way, why isn't Pepper here?"

When Tony heard that Roddy was pointing the finger at him directly, the expression on his face stiffened a little.

Speaking of Pepper, Tony couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, because like Thor next to him, he and Pepper had some conflicts recently because of some things.

Therefore, Pepper Potts, as the president of Stark Technologies, very rarely refused the invitation to this long-awaited celebration banquet.

The person who attended on his behalf was none other than Maria Hill, the beautiful deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who is currently also serving as the human resources officer of Stark Technologies.

"That's right, where are all our heroines? Why didn't Jane come?"

It has to be said that as the most capable person in S.H.I.E.L.D. who is trusted by Nick Fury, Hill's abilities in reading people's expressions and taking advantage of others' misfortunes are obviously not comparable to those of Rhodey and his ilk.

She noticed the embarrassment on Tony and Thor's faces, so she simply added fuel to the fire and directed the blame at Thor and Jane Foster.

"Ms. Pepper is too busy with her company affairs to spare the time..."

Tony's expression was very unnatural.

"Jane is busy with her research. I can't even tell which country she is in right now. As far as I know, her research in astronomy is outstanding, and she is expected to become the most outstanding doctor of astronomy in contemporary times..." "Yes, Pepper's ability to manage the company is also outstanding. As the world's largest economic complex, the Stark technology affairs she needs to deal with now are enough to make her overwhelmed..."

"Um, have you heard of the Nobel Prize? Jane seems to be..."

"..."

For a moment, the originally lively and relaxed atmosphere among the group began to become increasingly tense, causing Peter and the other person who had been watching them from a distance to be confused.

"What are they talking about now? Why can't I understand it?"

Peter scratched his head, confusion written all over his young face.

"I'm not sure either. I heard every word they said, but why, when they are put together, it seems different from what I understood?"

Harry was also confused and puzzled.

Seeing that Tony and Thor and the others seemed to separate because they could not continue the topic, Peter looked at Harry hesitantly.

"Then shall we continue our bet?"

Judging from the current situation, the two protagonists of the bet seem to have no intention of making any big moves at the banquet.

Harry thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said:
"Let's wait and see. From what I know, this banquet will last for quite a while. Maybe we'll have something interesting to watch later."

Peter nodded and looked around.

Now that Tony and Thor's fun has come to an end for the time being, Peter plans to find other things to do for fun.

Then he noticed Mr. Rogers on the field, who was playing billiards with a black uncle who looked somewhat familiar.

"Harry, come on, let's go over there!"

Sam Wilson, codenamed Falcon, is the man who is currently competing with Captain America Rogers in pool cue skills.

The reason why Peter recognized him was because his existence was mentioned in the news media during the Washington crisis.

But compared to the other two protagonists of that incident, Mr. Rogers and Sister Natasha, Peter's understanding of this black uncle is only superficial.

"Huh? There are children here?"

Noticing the two people's gazes, Sam, who had just missed a shot, couldn't help but frown.

He looked at the water cups in Peter and the other man's hands, and after carefully examining them to make sure that they were just Coke with ice cubes, he felt relieved.

Steve, who was about to putt out a shot, looked in the direction Sam indicated and noticed two little boys looking at him curiously.

"Oh, they are the children of Lainie's uncle. They were brought here on weekends when they had nothing to do. The one on the left is Peter Parker, and the one on the right is Harry Keener."

Sam looked at the two little boys with eyes full of curiosity. Although he wondered why the two children had different surnames, he did not ask much. Instead, after the two little guys came over, he took the initiative to greet them.

"Hello, two young gentlemen, would you like to try it?"

Sam handed the club in his hand to one of the kids named Peter, appearing very kind.

But privately, he actually felt that his chances of winning this match were slim, so instead of losing the match himself, he might as well give the opportunity to a child, so that he would have an excuse if he lost the match.

"Ah? Can I?"

Peter was surprised and happy when he heard this, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

He has been passionate about various sports and games since he was a child, including basketball, skateboarding, and technical indoor sports such as billiards.

But Peter was not the kind of reckless kid, so he did not take the club at the first time, but looked at Steve for advice.

Steve on the side smiled when he saw this. The child's sensible look was really likable.

It was no wonder that when Lainie, Skye and the others mentioned this child, apart from some verbal criticisms, most of the time they praised him with great satisfaction.

So Steve nodded and agreed that Peter could participate in this competition.

However, in order to prevent Sam from using his power to bully the weak, Steve turned his attention to another little boy, Harry.

"Your name is Harry, right? I heard Tony mention you."

Facing Uncle Steve's question, Harry seemed a little embarrassed. He nodded and answered softly:

"Yes, my name is Harry Keener and I'm from Rose Hill, Tennessee."

Steve smiled and handed the club to Harry.

"Steve Rogers, from Brooklyn."

Seeing this, Peter next to him realized belatedly that he was so excited that he forgot the most basic courtesy.

So he quickly took the club handed to him by Sam and bowed to Sam and Steve respectively.

"Peter Parker, from Queens, New York."

"Sam Wilson, Washington, DC"

Sam looked at the two children and nodded secretly.

Although they were young, they behaved well and were well-educated, which added a lot to his impression of the two children.

"Okay, now that everyone is ready, let's get started."

Sam said as he walked to the pool table first and put the various pool balls that had been pocketed back onto the table.

Steve saw Sam's actions and couldn't help but find it a little funny, but he didn't point out Sam's obvious intention to "default on the debt".

Instead, he walked to the table and taught the two children some basic rules and techniques of billiards.

Peter and Harry listened with great interest, nodding from time to time to show their understanding.

Soon, what was supposed to be a billiards match between adults turned into an indirect confrontation between two masters teaching their apprentices to fight and defeat each other.

However, what no one present noticed was that in a ventilation duct above their heads, a spider had crawled in from nowhere and was quietly sneaking into this bustling banquet hall.

(End of this chapter)