Osborne Megacorp

"Mr. Stark, if you stare at my female companion again, I might get a little angry."

While Tony shook hands with Harry, he stared at Hurley beside him intently, which made Harry feel helpless.

"Uh... sure, sorry, but what's her name? Looks like she's mixed race?" Tony turned around.

"Hurley Kaye, she has some Asian ancestry, don't try to get her idea, your female companion is still there waiting for you."

Harry pointed at Pepper not far away, and now Tony looked straight again.

"Thanks for the reminder...I'm going to talk to her about some things first, excuse me."

Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at Hurley who was snickering.

"This dress looks familiar. Is it the one we bought in Italy?"

"No, it was that time in France. At that time, you were still a gentleman - a minor, I should say." Hurley shrugged, "Your behavior seems not conducive to the development of the relationship between men and women, and you actually forgot such an important thing. "

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.

At that time, Hurley was still studying for a degree certificate from a business university. He was about 15 or [-] years old. He was a bit young, only [-] years old.

But now he is.

Just as the two were reminiscing about the past, a man with a tall hairline walked over with a smile.

"Mr. Osborne."

"Who are you?" Harry looked at the person and immediately understood the other person's identity.

"Agent Coulson. Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Agency." Coulson nodded to the two of them.

"Agent? It looks like I need to avoid it." Hurley looked at the two of them and patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Don't hang out with Stark, don't accept anyone's invitation, just sit aside like a lady, okay?"

Harry's words made him roll his eyes - no way, it was still difficult for him to change his concept.

"So, Agent Coulson, what do you...department XX want to talk about? I thought you were here to see Stark today."

Coulson took out a satellite image. It looked like a suburb of New York. There was a fuzzy black dot in the image.

"We discovered an unidentified high-speed flying object from the satellite the night before. According to the images, it seems to have set off from your residence in the suburbs of New York..."

Harry looked at the picture and smiled.

"I don't know where you got this image from, but it is fake and has been technically manipulated and has nothing to do with me."

In fact, this picture was faked so well that Harry couldn't even tell it was fake.

But the problem is that there is only one flying object in the picture.

You must know that he and Tony had a supersonic competition that night, and Tony had solved the satellite problem before the test flight - and accidentally covered Harry, so SHIELD couldn't photograph the two of them. Human racing.

Coulson was a little confused: They had been proficient in deception for so many years, how could Harry directly deny them without even the slightest hesitation?

"By the way, you said you were in some land strategy bureau or something. I want to report something under my real name."

Harry took out his phone and opened the New York City power grid layout map.

"When I was maintaining the power grid recently, I discovered that there were some problems with the power consumption in these places, so I conducted a detailed investigation and found that starting from these places, the power was concentrated into a mysterious area."

Harry drew a circle on the picture.

Following Harry's behavior, Coulson broke into a cold sweat.

"Here. The power consumption is extremely high - after my calculations, someone may be doing underground space work here, but I checked and found that the New York City government has no relevant construction plan. I am considering whether to report this matter. "

Colson yelled in his heart: Stop talking!do not talk!

"But since you seem to be responsible for homeland security, I'll just tell you. After all, it looks like the water is very deep, and I'm just an ordinary entrepreneur. Agent Coulson, what's wrong with you?"

Coulson wiped the sweat from his brow.

"This is a very serious problem! Thank you for your information, we will investigate this matter immediately!"

Harry smiled, taking it in stride.

SHIELD is affiliated with the United Nations. It is actually a very poor organization, at least it is very poor now.

But its leader is a paranoid and a gopher, and he feels very unsafe without a secret base - he is probably digging holes in the ground for pennies at the moment.

In other words, it is invisible, especially when the threat is not obvious.

"Then I'll excuse you, if you don't mind, I'm going to enjoy the banquet."

The banquet quickly came to an end.

After dancing, Harry drank at the bar.

"Two vodka martinis, don't sweeten them with more olives, and hurry up." Tony came over, apparently bringing the wine for Pepper.

"We meet again, where is your female companion?" Stark noticed Harry and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Over there," Harry pointed not far away, where Hurley was talking to someone by the fountain. "and yours?"

"Outside." Stark suddenly frowned, "Have we met somewhere before? Your voice sounds familiar."

Harry smiled and didn't answer.

"Wow, Tony Stark, and the new director of Stark Industries, Harry Osborn, you two are here, are you discussing some big deal?" A woman joined the conversation.

Harry didn't speak. He glanced at Tony and saw that he was also hesitating and looking at the lady intently, as if he was remembering something.

"Christine." The lady helped Tony recall.

"Yes, it's Christine." Tony nodded awkwardly.

And Harry also remembered her. She came to accuse Stark Industries of being involved in a scandal recently.

Tony was of course a little confused when he heard the news. You must know that he has been leading in the mountains for several months since he came back.

Then he looked at Harry.

"In a small town called Gemilla, militants were found holding weapons with the words Stark Industries on them." Harry took the drink mixed by the bartender, "It's the one you invented...it's called Jay Miko or something.”

"Jericho." Tony said with disbelief on his face, "Show me the photo."

In the photo, a group of armed men stood in front of the camera. In front of them were civilians with panic-looking faces, and behind them were weapons emblazoned with Stark.

"Well, I've seen the photos taken yesterday." Harry also came over.

"What's going on? I didn't approve it." Tony looked at Harry, "Does it have something to do with you? You are new here and have never had this kind of problem before."

Faced with Tony's question, Harry swung his glass.

"I thought you should accept the fact that you were in Afghanistan, Tony. Stark has been doing this for more than a day or two."

Harry's words made Tony unable to refute, he had seen those weapons with his own eyes!

"Also, do you know why there's no news at all about this?"

Harry took out his phone and opened an internal document from Stark Industries.

It proposes that Tony Stark be kicked out of management and only retain his equity.

Signed by: Obadiah Stany.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask him yourself, he is right outside the door."