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"Wake up, dad is back."

Tony sat at the workbench and clapped softly.

The lights in the studio suddenly turned on and the music started playing.

Then Tony's loyal butler appears.

"Welcome home, sir."

“Congratulations on the opening of the expo and on the successful hearing.”

"Let me just say, the way you appear on TV wearing ordinary clothes is refreshing."

Jarvis' words made Tony laugh unconsciously.

Indeed, during this period of time, he has been wearing steel battle clothes more often. He in suits and leather shoes has not appeared in front of everyone for a long time.

A mechanical arm held a bottle of green liquid and delivered it to Tony.

Tony's eyes immediately showed a trace of resistance, but he still took it.

"How much more do I need to drink this smelly stuff?"

He closed his eyes and drank the entire bottle in one breath.

"Eighty ounces a day, and you have to drink it all to get relief from palladium poisoning."

"Moreover, as long as you still use the steel armor, your signs of poisoning will become more and more serious."

Tony nodded helplessly and took out a small detector from his pocket.

When he pressed his thumb on the detector, his skin was immediately pricked.

"The blood toxicity has reached 24."

Jarvis read the reading on the detector while the robotic arm handed Tony a piece of hemostatic gauze.

Tony took it, rubbed it on his fingers twice, and threw it into the trash can next to him with some annoyance.

"The palladium energy plate is used up."

Jarvis reminded.

Tony nodded, reached into his clothes and removed the energy core from his chest, and a burnt energy plate popped out immediately.

"These things wear out so quickly."

Taking out an energy plate from the cigar box on the table, Tony reinstalled his energy core.

"I've simulated every known element and I haven't found any combination of elements that can replace palladium."

Jarvis's voice was cold, but he was concerned about Tony.

"Unfortunately, the same thing that keeps you alive can also kill you."

Tony walked to the mirror and lifted up his clothes.

It can be clearly seen that the palladium element around his chest has been coated with spiderweb-like viruses.

This is obviously not going to be a cool tattoo.

"Your time and options are running out."

"I suggest you tell Miss Pepper Potts."

There was no emotion in Jarvis's voice, and he would only give Tony the most pertinent opinions.

In fact, Tony had this in mind when he was making him.

He needs to have an absolutely rational person by his side who can give him any useful and constructive opinions.

Tony didn't say anything, and sat down on the chair a little decadently.

Jarvis was smart enough not to interrupt and remained quiet.

After a long time, the sound of high heels came from upstairs.

"Miss Potts is here."

Jarvis said.

"I see."

Tony nodded, rubbed his face to hide the fatigue and decadence, and then waved his hand.

The lights in the studio were half dimmed, all the screens returned to standby, and everything was as usual.

"Tony, are you okay?"

Pepper opened the door and looked at Tony.

"It's okay. I'm thinking about adding some new weapon systems to the suit. I feel that the current weapon system is still not strong enough."

Tony smiled and answered flawlessly.

"It's your machine again."

Pepper shook her head gently and smiled helplessly.

"This is my pleasure, and I can't give it up completely."

Unexpectedly, Pepper was jealous of the suit, and Tony suddenly became happy.

He opened his arms and wanted to give Pepper a hug.

But Pepper pushed him away.

"What did you drink? It stinks."

She frowned.

"Some chlorophyll juice, Jarvis told me I needed to drink this."

Tony raised his eyebrows, quickly distanced himself from Pepper, and then asked.

"What's wrong? What do you want from me?"

He covered the palladium element plate he had packed in the cigar box and placed it aside.

"Did you donate our entire modern art collection to the Boy Scouts of America?"

When it came to business, Little Pepper suddenly became serious.

"Yes, the Boy Scouts of America, that is a very meaningful organization."

"I haven't checked the wooden box, but there shouldn't be anything wrong. Besides, that's not our collection, that's my collection."

Tony nodded.

"What do you know, I have the right to discuss our collection."

"Because I spent years sorting it out and you just donated it without asking me at all."

Pepper didn't look happy.

“I need to do something to give myself a tax break.”

Tony shrugged and gave a lame excuse.

"Stark Industries is in chaos, you understand?"

"You should focus more on the company. You have a lot of things to deal with and decisions to make."

"I have countless things to discuss with you, Tony, but all you care about is your machine."

Pepper was completely helpless and told Tony a little unhappy.

"Pepper."

While Pepper was complaining to Tony, Tony suddenly seemed to have thought of something and his expression became serious.

"what"

Pepper asked.

"You do it."

"do what"

"I have decided that you will manage the company."

"I've been trying to manage the company, otherwise who do you think is managing it for you?"

“No, no, no, I’m not asking you to try to do it, I’m asking you to be the CEO.”

Tony raised his fingers and tapped his head frequently.

He thought his idea was great.

"I am the CEO"

What was a bit strange was that Pepper was stunned for a moment, but did not show an extremely happy smile because of this decision.

"I officially name you CEO of Stark Industries."

"Effective immediately."

Tony grabbed Pepper's shoulders.

At the same time, a mechanical arm slowly stretched out, carrying a plate with a bottle of champagne and two wine glasses.

"I thought about it for a long time and even looked for someone, but I think it's you. It should have been you all along."

Tony pointed at Chili Pepper, then opened the champagne while minding his own business.

The valuable wine spurted out and was then poured into the cup by Tony.

Pepper took a deep breath and her mood fluctuated a bit, but it didn't seem to be because of the surprise.

"congratulations"

Tony brought one of the glasses of wine to Pepper, who was a little surprised why Pepper seemed so calm.

But he didn't think too much, picked up his wine glass and clinked it with the other party.

"What about you, what are you going to do?"

Pepper asked.

"I want to rest first. I've been too busy these past few months."

"I remember there was a racing event in Monaco that I could go to."

Tony showed an expectant expression.

"Tony, you have nothing to hide from me."

Pepper shook her wine glass and said to Tony.

"of course not."

Tony quickly shook his head in denial, and then couldn't help but wipe his mouth and nose with his hands.

He concealed his thoughts, fearing that Pepper would see it.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that a batch of parts I ordered should be delivered by now. I want to go upstairs to take a look."

He said.

"Well, you go."

Pepper took Tony's glass of wine and hesitated to speak.

Tony seemed to be liberated and ran upstairs quickly.

"Sue, Tony is not normal."

Watching Tony leave, Pepper suddenly said something to the air behind her.

Su Hao's figure slowly emerged. Seeing him appear, the mechanical arm holding the cup moved slightly.

It seemed that Jarvis had already noticed Su Hao's presence, but he didn't say anything.

"He just doesn't want you to worry."

Su Hao answered.

"He donated his collection and handed over his company to me for safekeeping. What he did makes me even more worried."

Pepper shook her head, a little sad.

"Tony, what's going on?"

She asked.

"Perhaps Jarvis can give a good answer to this question."

Su Hao smiled and pointed to the mechanical arm next to him.