The five thousand year old girl of Meiman

"Hey! Ageless Doll, I believe you haven't left for any house yet, right?" Tony Stark called.

"Fortunately, I was just about to ask, where are the keys you gave me?" Diana sat in the driver's seat, fiddling with the keychain that Tony Stark ruthlessly threw to her. .

"Emmm, you can throw away that bunch of keys, it doesn't matter." Tony's voice reached Diana's ears.

"It's really you. Is this how rich people spend their money?" Diana asked back.

"Not all. At least for me, this is just a normal thing." Tony's words were filled with a strange sense of pride, "I just saw a house that suits you, so I bought it." Come down."

Diana really had nothing to say to this kind of person who threw money at the slightest disagreement.

"OK, tell me where it is."

"I bought the apartment on the top floor of the Plaza Hotel in New York. Not only is it very close to your so-called work place, but it also has enough space." Tony seemed to be saying that he bought a cheeseburger casually on the roadside. , "I have already given the order. That apartment is yours now. You just need to go to the hotel front desk and explain."

"You put that apartment in my name?" Diana really didn't expect that Tony would do this.

"It was Pepper who suggested me, and it was also the place Pepper chose that would allow you to leave the environment in Brooklyn. If it weren't for the fact that there are no villas for sale in Malibu now, I would have moved you to Malibu, at least I It is possible that there will never be any problems with the security of the house from now on." Tony's series of words overwhelmed Diana, "But don't worry, all the expenses for that room will be taken by Stark Industries from my personal security."

But at least Diana understood why Tony could tolerate the existence of Spidey.

"OK, you called just to explain this matter, right?" Diana placed the set of keys on the passenger seat on her left.

"Yeah." Tony answered Diana's question.

Diana hung up the phone after hearing this meaningless response. After all, just knowing this was enough.

Before Tony called Diana, Emma had already asked the professor to send someone to pick her up.

So now, as long as Diana picks up her orange cat, everything will be fine.

There was nothing else worth taking away from his small building.

"Hey, Gugu. We're leaving here." Diana said, looking at Gugu who was leaning against the car window, looking at herself and then at the small building.

"Meow~" Gugu seemed to have a lot of attachment to that small building, and even called out to Diana.

"Don't worry, I will always be with you. As for that building, it may not appear in our lives anymore." Diana picked up Gugu and put it against its forehead.

Gugu seemed to know what Diana meant, and no longer paid attention to the small building. Instead, he lay quietly on the passenger side and closed his cute little eyes.

"Very good, now let's go see the house that Pepper prepared for us." Looking back at the little orange cat, Diana launched the F1-LM.

There was no traffic or anything weird happening.

Diana arrived at the Plaza Hotel in New York safely.

A doorman walked over quickly and took the car keys from Diana's hand.

"Thank you." Diana hugged Gugu, and in her other hand was Stark's long list of house keys.

"Hello, miss." The receptionist said to the woman driving a McLaren.

"Oh, I'll get my room key, Diana Prince, thank you." Diana said to the front desk staff with a gentle smile.

"OK." The front desk began to carefully check whether a Ms. Prince had booked a room here.

"Sorry, miss." The front desk looked at Diana and said, "I didn't find that you have a hotel reservation. I'm sorry."

"Maybe what I said is not very accurate. The key I came to get is the key to the apartment on the top floor of your hotel." Diana had no objection. After all, it was also the reason why she did not describe it accurately. "Tony Stark was there almost a day ago." Bought it hours ago.”

"Okay, miss. But I need to contact our manager about this matter, after all, it needs to be approved."

"No problem." Diana stood there holding Gugu, waiting for the manager to arrive.

"Hello, miss." A typical white man wearing a well-dressed suit came to the hall and stretched out his hand to Diana.

"Hello." Diana put down Gugu and shook hands with the manager.

"Mr. Stark has explained everything to us, here is your key."

It was clear that this manager was the one Stark ordered.

At the same time that the manager handed Diana the key, Diana also handed over the bunch of Stark's room keys: "Thank you, I may need you to return these things to Tony Stark."

"No problem, I'm happy to help you." The manager politely took the key handed over by Diana, "If you need anything, you can call the hotel and we will prepare everything for you."

A service staff came out and led Diana to an elevator that was obviously decorated differently from the others.

Picking up Gugu on the ground, Diana followed the steps of the service staff.

"This is the elevator leading to the top apartment." The service staff just took Diana to the elevator door and stopped moving.It's clear that then it's Diana's time for herself.

"Thank you." Diana walked into the elevator.

The elevator goes straight to the highest level, the 38th floor.

Watching the elevator climb up level by level, there is a sense of anticipation like opening a gift. There is always a different sense of anticipation for things you have never seen before.

But just when Diana was about to take a look at her new home, her stop in the lobby had already attracted her attention.

"Hey! Dave!" a young man called the white manager's name.

"Welcome, Mr. Tarasov, how can I help you?" the white manager named Dave said to the young man.

"I want to know if the woman just now was a customer of your hotel or a resident here." Tarasov asked Dave in English with a Russian accent.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Tarasov, we can't disclose the resident's information." Although he didn't say it explicitly, Dave had already handed over Diana's information to the Russian man.

But the problem is, one is the son of a Russian gang boss, and the other is a very important woman to Tony Stark. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why Tony Stark would buy the best New York suit for this woman. luxury apartment.

"Mr. Tarasov, I suggest..." Dave wanted to say something else, but was blocked by Tarasov's words.

"In other words, you can see her here in the future. Right?" Tarasov raised his eyebrows at Dave.

At this moment, Diana was in the penthouse admiring the beautiful view from the balcony of the apartment.

"Not bad, isn't it? Gugu." Gugu jumped into Diana's arms and looked at New York's Central Park with interest from her new home.

"Meow~"

"It seems you agree." Diana said with a smile.