Extracurricular Homework

Once Black Widow's curriculum was adjusted to exclude topics like how to seduce men ( or women ;) ), it became quite interesting. Her various driving techniques and the use of high-tech gadgets broadened the students's horizons.

As Daisy left the classroom, she heard someone calling her.

"Miss Johnson." Phil Coulson, a teacher who seemed more like a counsellor with his kind face, was greeting her not far away.

People with familiar faces tend to create a good impression. Daisy sensed no malice from him, so she stopped and walked toward the man who resembled her father in the original timeline.

Changing her course from the past, their relationship could never develop into the same level of trust and affection as in the original timeline. However, Daisy knew Coulson was a good person, a kind and friendly one.

"Mr. Coulson, you can just call me Daisy. Is there something you need?"

Coulson smiled gently. "Of course, Daisy. I've heard from the director that you'll also be taking on some responsibilities?"

So they were assigning tasks already? Daisy felt a bit annoyed. Director Stewed Egg seemed a bit too impatient.

Nevertheless, considering her promise and the significant help S.H.I.E.L.D Academy's studies had been for her, Daisy nodded to confirm.

"What kind of task is it?"

Seemingly unfazed by her displeasure, Coulson continued, "It's not exactly a mission. You could consider it part of your coursework. Do you know Tony Stark?"

Daisy thought pretending not to know such a famous figure would be insincere, so she nodded.

"Do you know that his father, Howard Stark, was one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D?"

Daisy was getting a bit confused by Coulson's intentions. Wasn't this piece of history common knowledge within S.H.I.E.L.D? Still, she nodded.

"S.H.I.E.L.D needs to understand Tony Stark's personality, his methods, and his scientific research capabilities."

Daisy couldn't help but ask, "Haven't you already gathered a ton of information on these aspects? Why do you need me to collect more?"

Coulson seemed to anticipate her response and calmly explained, "People's personalities can change. Our previous observations were covert, and for various reasons, Director Fury hopes that this time, you can make direct contact with him and provide a detailed analysis report for future reference."

Coulson was clear in his explanation. It seemed the task was simply to meet with him and have a conversation. Compared to life-and-death battles, Daisy found this task quite manageable.

Her Skye Data Analytics, Ltd. company was now on the right track. This week, they are preparing to meet with high-level executives from Stark Industries. Nick Fury must have been aware of this information, which is likely why he assigned this task to me.

Daisy originally wasn't planning to attend the meeting, but now she had to change her plans.

"Alright, I'll go and meet Mr. Stark. Afterward, I'll submit a report," she said.

Coulson handed her a set of car keys, smiled, and bid her farewell.

Daisy went back to her room, tidied up, changed into civilian attire, and greeted Sharon, mentioning that she would be away for a couple of days. Then, she made her way to the underground parking lot, where she found her new ride.

A brand-new Chevrolet, it seemed that Chevrolet had a strong connection with S.H.I.E.L.D in this world. As the saying goes, not everyone who drives a Chevrolet is a spy, but every spy drives a Chevrolet! She fastened her seatbelt, stepped on the gas pedal, and left the SHIELD Academy.

Back in New York, she headed directly to her company.

Her Skye Data Analytics, Ltd. had developed over the past two months and was now gaining momentum. It had gained a positive reputation on a small scale. This time, their efforts caught the attention of Obadiah Stane, the CEO of Stark Industries, who requested a meeting. Their small company was putting in all their effort to prepare for this.

Daily management and external activities were under James Wesley's responsibility. He was seamlessly navigating the circles of the successful.

David Lieberman, the tech geek, was still leading his small team in research and algorithm simplification. The scope covered by big data was extensive, involving various information interests. If everything was dumped on their plate, it would be highly dangerous. Daisy's next focal point for the company was healthcare. Only by occupying this domain could they stand undefeated.

The legal team led by the maid was also steadily growing. With a healthy cash flow, they had already won a lawsuit accusing them of collecting citizens' information and violating privacy rights.

"Miss, you're back!" Matsumoto, who had been looking tense, instantly smiled upon seeing her enter, and her expression lightened.

"That guy has been under my watch, and currently, there are no issues." After closing the door, she discreetly gave Daisy a report. She referred to James Wesley, the former gang advisor, who was now the company's director.

Daisy appreciated Matsumoto's loyalty and suggested they should have her "Chinese cuisine" for dinner tonight.

In James' office, a few individuals gathered to discuss the steps for the meeting with Stark Industries.

In reality, there wasn't much to discuss. They were a small fish, while Stark Industries was a massive conglomerate. They were not on the same level.

Still, the fact that they had caught the attention of such a prominent group excited Mr. Wesley. He had envisioned a few strategies. Eventually, he frowned at Daisy, "Are you planning to go like that? Consider wearing something more formal."

Daisy also realised the potential issue. Nobody attending a business negotiation would wear jeans and sneakers. Even the audacious Tony Stark donned a suit and tie in public settings.

Upon careful consideration, Daisy recognised the validity of the request, albeit reluctantly. She clenched her teeth and agreed.

After the meeting, she and the maid went shopping for formal wear.

After trying on a couple of dresses, Daisy was frustrated. Pencil skirts made walking nearly impossible; she feared tearing them with any significant movement.

She promptly decided to opt for pants. They might not be as comfortable as combat gear, but at least they were practical!

In a white blouse and black suit pants, Daisy looked at herself in the mirror. No matter how she looked at it, this outfit seemed like a secret agent's attire! Even though she was indeed a secret agent now, there was no need to flaunt it openly.

In order to appear less conspicuous, she switched to a light pink women's suit with pants. This time, it felt much more comfortable.

Substituting pants for a skirt addressed the clothing issue, but the shoe problem couldn't be ignored any longer.

Whether paired with pants or a skirt, high heels were essential.

Thankfully, this wasn't a runway show. Daisy selected a pair of black pointed-toe high heels with a 5 centimeters heel. She tried walking a few steps, relying on her height and balance. Aside from a slight sense of embarrassment, it wasn't particularly difficult.

She bought a variety of handbags, necklaces, and earrings, avoiding knockoffs to prevent embarrassment in case Stark, a bigwig, noticed. The expenses of purchasing brand-name items were indeed significant, causing Daisy to rejoin the ranks of the financially challenged.

Her previously casually styled hair was given a new look with the help of the maid.