Rebirth: I am the American leader

"The Jews said that capital is an angel sent by God to bless the world."

"Although I haven't read the book, I remember that the original saying is that money is an angel sent by God to bless the world. And are you a Jew? I remember that the Stark family has nothing to do with those mice?"

Tony was about to say something else when Steve opened the door and walked in.

"Ha, Master Tony hasn't returned to your Stark family's castle yet?"

"Stop nagging you, old man, your bad taste is even more disgusting than my old man's smelly socks."

Tony seemed to have found his rhythm again, and he and Steve started fighting directly.

"Haha, is this cool, Tony? How about becoming the school director of San Diego Middle School?"

Steve smiled and sat directly in the boss chair that Henry prepared for him. Tony stared at Steve with sharp eyes.

His shoulders relaxed at this time. Although this desolate white man still looked down and out as if he hadn't shaved for several days.

But with his actions, his aura has changed from a salesman who couldn't sell a car in several years to a rich man with tens of billions in minutes.

"To be honest, San Diego High School is a giant dump and I don't see anything worth investing in.

However, if you can prepare an office for me with a boss chair, I will accept your invitation. "

Steve nodded. "But you have to bring me some cigars. I'm tired of Old John's. I think they're filled with corn silk."

Old John raised his hands and screamed strangely.

"Oh! Steve! That's my secret recipe! You gave away our secret! But you better say one less thing, I'll put some dried dog poop in it!"

Steve smiled and raised his middle finger, and Tony took off his cigar and spat.

"Oh! Don't eat the sour radish! I'm still smoking it!"

"Okay, okay, Tony, I want to ask you about someone."

Steve restrained his smile and said seriously.

"Don't be so serious, I'm not used to it."

Tony also stopped smiling and said sincerely.

"I want to find a human trafficker who will sell dead mutants to some powerful people."

"Huh? There is such a person?"

Tony looked at Steve in surprise and he nodded.

"Of course, you remember the guy with the Burnt Dick face? That's how he was created."

"This kind of human trafficking will have a negative impact on the Stark Group."

Tony looked at Steve and spoke righteously.

“I know, I’m not asking you to buy it, I’m going to find this guy and kill him.

Hey, don't forget who I am. "

"Just kill him? We can let him sit through the bottom of the prison."

"It's useless. You haven't experienced war and don't understand that sometimes destroying the body is the best choice."

"Oh, stop your preaching. How old are you really? I have seen this world for almost thirty years, and you are only more than twenty years old."

"Your father and I are good friends. By the way, you are back now. Can you make a new one for my shield? If possible, I also want a one-handed hammer."

Steve stated his needs seriously, and Tony stared at Steve.

"Heh, what do you think Stark Industries is? A medieval blacksmith shop?"

"Come on, Stark Industries has always represented the top level in materials science."

Steve put a big hat on him.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Captain America, the embodiment of justice, would actually flatter others."

Tony put on the demeanor of a capitalist and spoke directly with sarcasm.

"Honestly, are there any materials that are very hard and can store energy and then release it?"

"Take back what you just said. Material science and witchcraft are two completely different things."

"Hey, there's no need for the two of us to do this. Does Stark Industries still have vibranium in stock? It's best to use vibranium as the clamping material and Hodman metal as..."

"This is highly confidential!"

Stark stared at Steve and almost roared, and Steve waved his hand casually.

"Don't worry about these little things. The crisis the earth is about to face requires more than just a secret."

Tony stared at Steve for a moment before speaking.

"The light steel material is enough for me to build another shield. Vibranium and the Holdman metal you mentioned are not in stock at Stark Industries. I can apply to the government department for the reason of experimental needs. It will take about four days to complete the style. Do you have any requirements?"

Steve smiled and said, "Just follow the pattern of the leaf hammer and make the leaf thicker."

Tony raised his middle finger at Steve and spoke.

"Are our Starks all your blacksmiths? Did you go to the desert to save me just so that the Starks could continue to be your blacksmiths?"

"This is a huge misunderstanding. I just woke up and heard the news that old Stark had been dead for many years, and then I heard that the unlucky child he beat had been kidnapped.

It just so happens that I am a guy who is good at force, so I will bring you back no matter what. "

Steve said seriously, the latter was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, there was a knock on the door.

"Hey, please... Oh God! Tony, you're here!"

Happy, who still had short hair, rushed in like a wild boar descending a mountain, and immediately protected Tony Stark behind him.

Old John was pushed away by his belly.

"Hey guys, be careful. I'm not a dancer in a nightclub. There's no need to talk to me like this."

Steve laughed when he heard that, and Tony held his hands up, signaling Happy not to be so anxious.

"Hahaha, big guy, get out of the way. We brought him back from the Middle East, you don't have to be so nervous."

"Oh, sorry, I'm just a little nervous."

Happy looked around until he determined that the other two people in this space were smaller than himself, then took a step back and stood behind Tony.

"Don't worry, where's Pepper?"

Tony asked the other person, Happy turned and glanced at Tony.

"She's talking to the principal of this school, but she'll be here soon."

He spoke very quickly, and after he finished speaking, he quickly turned around and stared at Steve and Old John.

"Let me introduce you to this handsome blond guy named Steve Rogers, and this old blood gang's name is Old John."

After Tony finished speaking, Happy looked up at Steve, then pointed his finger at Steve, then put it down again.

Then he looked down at Tony, frowning and thinking for a while, his face full of confusion.

"You mean, this guy is the Captain America? Is he the Captain America I think?"