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"You know, I basically don't have much to do with the company's affairs now. I basically leave them to Miss Potts to handle."

"Oh, I was lucky enough to meet Miss Potts at a charity event. I have to say, she is really a strong woman who is not inferior to women. I really hope that my company can have talents like Miss Potts."

"Hahaha, I guess you will find it"

The conversation between Norman Osborn and Tony Stark seemed particularly harmonious.

Perhaps it's because capital bosses at this level are all talented people and will use all resources to get closer to each other.

Of course, this includes verbal flattery

Just when Stark's vanity was feeling proud of the vague flattery in Osborne's words, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside the two of them:

"What are you talking about? You are so happy."

When Stark and Osborne turned around, what they saw was their mutual friend, the owner of this place, Leon.

"Hey, isn't this our most handsome villa owner, come here?"

There was only a "clang" sound, and Stark raised his glass and touched it lightly with the wine glass in Leon's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Stark stretched out his index fingers, pointed at Lyon, and raised his eyebrows:

“The party was great by the way.”

Seeing Sonny's funny behavior, Leon couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, looked at him with a "kind" expression, and asked:

"Are you praising me or yourself?"

Tony, this guy, knew clearly that he had arranged the preparations for his party, and he still pretended to be like "Wow, this party was really good."

Stark had no sense of boasting at all. He spread his hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said:

"Of course that's a compliment to us."

While speaking, Stark took a step forward, put his arm around Leon's shoulders, leaned into his ear, and whispered:

"Thank God, you saved me and I'll leave this place to you. I'll go shopping elsewhere."

After saying that, he put on a smiling face, raised the wine glass with only a little bit left in his hand, and said to Osborne:

"Sorry, I'm going to get a drink, so I'll excuse you."

"of course."

After toasting with Stark and watching Stark leave, Osborne turned his head and looked at Lyon.

"It seems that your relationship is better than I thought. It's so good that it makes me, my partner, feel jealous."

Hearing Osborne's slightly teasing words, Leon smiled, shrugged, and responded:

"What can I say?"

"Then can we be considered friends?"

Looking at Osborne, who seemed to be unintentionally but deliberately testing him, Leon raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the "Norman Osborne, Favorability: Enthusiasm" displayed on the other person's head, and then put on a surprised expression. Asked rhetorically:

"Norman, are you kidding me?"

The two of them had a very tacit understanding, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Although they rarely meet, as partners and neighbors, the relationship between the two is good.

Both regarded the other as a worthy companion.

Osborne mainly does it for profit and connections.

As for what Lyon is for, only he knows

Standing in a corner of the hall, the two of them were chatting. Leon seemed to have remembered something and suddenly said:

"By the way, I heard from Oliver that you seem to have made very significant progress in the cross-racial genetic project recently. It seems that Osborne's stock price is going to hit the limit again."

Hearing this, Osborne's green eyes couldn't help but flash with a glimmer of light.

Then, the slender face moved slightly and said nonchalantly:

"Yes, this project has been going on for several years, and there should be some progress. However, according to Dr. Curtis's speculation, there will still be some time before the technology is fully mature. I don't dare to be too optimistic about this. "

Nodding, Leon couldn't help but comforted:

"Scientific research always takes time, and time is often what we lack most, what do you think?"

"Yes"

Osborne's sigh was vaguely mixed with a hint of helplessness and urgency.

. . . . . .

While Lyon and Osborne were discussing the next cooperation project, Stark walked through the hall and walked to the bar. He tapped the table twice with his fingers, and then said to the waiter:

"Give me a glass of scotch, I'm dying of thirst"

"Hey Tony"

The voice that suddenly came from his side made Stark pause, and then he turned around and followed the sound.

He saw James Rhodes, wearing a gray suit, standing in front of him.

"Oh man, I didn't even notice you maybe you're too dark"

Rhodes didn't seem to be in the mood to pay attention to Stark's joke, and just said in a deep voice:

"Listen, Tony, I have something that I need to talk to you about alone. It's best not here."

"Uh"

Seeing the serious look on his friend's face, Stark unconsciously suppressed the smile on his lips, raised his brows, and asked:

"Is it something important?"

Hearing this, Rhodes couldn't help but nodded and said solemnly:

“very important thing”

Taking the whiskey handed over by the waiter, Stark reached out and patted his friend on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go out and get some fresh air."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them walked towards the side door of the villa.

After passing through the corridor and pushing open the heavy wooden door, the two came to the outdoor garden.

Once the door is closed, the silent outdoors and the lively indoors are like two different worlds, instantly isolated.

In Stark's ears, apart from the rustling of swaying flowers and plants, there was only the noisy sound of wind.

Feeling the breeze blowing on his face, before Stark could sit down on the bench in the garden, Rhodes' voice came from behind:

"Just here."

Looking back, under the dim moonlight, Stark saw his friend standing there without saying a word, and something suddenly felt wrong in his heart.

Frowning slightly, Stark put the wine glass on the table, took a step forward, and asked:

"Rod, are you okay? Why do you feel so weird?"

Hearing this, Rhodes raised the corner of his mouth and revealed an incomprehensible smile.

"I'm fine, but you, not necessarily"

These meaningful words were like a thunder, which shocked Stark's heart.

The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, his pupils suddenly dilated, his legs twisted, and he was about to turn around

And the moment he suddenly turned around, a stream of crimson light came towards him, directly passing through his temples on both sides and entering his brain.

The next moment, Stark's eyes suddenly flashed a red light.

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