When Downey Wears a Tin Can [Comprehensive British and American]

The notorious arms dealer who made his fortune by selling arms will suddenly transform into the world's largest new energy supplier.

From the media's point of view, this is like a butcher who has been slaughtering pigs for ten years suddenly says he wants to become a vegetarian.

"So we know why the early aggressors started to do charity in their later years, because they finally discovered the unease of conscience and intended to make up for their mistakes in this crude way."

"We can't deny Tony Stark's contribution to the country before this. He ensured security and defended freedom. It's just that if his character can be a little more likable at this point-no, I think this is for the richest man in New York. It's so hard, I mean, if his character was more official, I'm sure the opposition to him wouldn't be as strong."

"Does he think that his transformation at this time can cover up the wrong things he did in the past? Don't forget how many rockets that marked Stark Enterprises exploded on the heads of those innocent people before this, it was bloody Lesson learned, he exchanged human life for money."

The media news was overwhelming, and for a while it seemed that everyone was discussing the transformation of Stark Enterprises.

So before this, how many people have not realized that Tony Stark has always been the largest philanthropist in New York State?

Just because he never hyped his own news, such as donating millions of dollars to post-war areas?

Yes, Tony Stark doesn’t need hype or image public relations. He has a genius brain that can invigorate all the industrial chains in the entire New York State, and then use his violent temper, more and more authentic foul language and alcoholism The subsequent scandal became the talk of New Yorkers after dinner.

Arrogant, withdrawn, and arrogant, Downey felt that Nick Fury would not be as keen to smear Tony Stark as the media is. He must have his reasons for making such an evaluation. This is undoubtedly the richest man in New York with obvious personality defects, and Very bad at managing himself.

But he couldn't completely ignore those slanders, otherwise he wouldn't write those comments in anger.

Downey made this decision after careful consideration, and it was probably a thankless task.

He must find a way to go back, and before that, he may be able to help this Tony Stark who doesn't even know where he is now.

"Mr. Stark."

An angry voice sounded behind him. Downey came back to his senses, turned around, and saw the assistant to the king of Wakanda with a big white beard covering his entire chin.

The time is 07:30 in the evening, the location is the center of the Washington business circle, the commercial building rented by the President of the United States when he received the heads of state.

After the temporary meeting of Stark Enterprises, there was a feast that lasted all day. Everything was in accordance with the standard of a state banquet. The golden plates were filled with delicacies from all over the world.

Downey smiled and raised his glass to the king's assistant who came over, and said after drinking it all: "Now the media thinks that this banquet is funded by Stark Enterprises."

The bearded assistant laughed: "After all, we are just a small impoverished African country, and we rejected international aid some time ago. Of course, we don't have the money to hold such a big banquet."

Yes, the national assets add up to more than 90 trillion, which is more than the total global GDP. The king of Wakanda is a well-known poor man.

If he hadn't read the comics, Donnie would have believed it.

Especially an hour ago, their king planned to spend [-] million US dollars to become the first country to use this kind of energy after the advent of new energy.

The new energy is only in the research and development stage, and the concept design theory in it has brought them the prospect of huge profits in the future. This has successfully blocked the mouths of all directors and shareholders, and some even started to praise the wise decision of the chairman.For those group leaders who are looking for advantages and avoiding disadvantages, the company's business is not important, and nothing is more real than the money they can get in the future.

Downey picked up a new wine glass: "Help me say hello to the King of Wakanda."

The bearded assistant: "That's what King T'Chaka told me before I came, Mr. Stark."

Downey smiled: "Then I am deeply honored."

After saying some polite words and getting the latest news on the progress of energy research and development, the bearded assistant left the banquet hall in satisfaction.

The banquet didn't end until nine o'clock, after which Downey boarded Tony Stark's private jet.

In the original world Downey also has his own private jet, of course, it must not be as big as Tony Stark, the same.

The cabin won't be this empty either.

It took four and ten minutes for Washington to fly to New York, and it was already after ten o'clock when Downey returned to the Avengers Building.

The Quinjet fighter planes were parked quietly on the tarmac. The building was dark and quiet. The Avengers who had been fighting for more than [-] hours seemed to have returned to their rooms to rest. Only the lights in the hall were still on.When Downey passed there, he saw Barton sitting on the sofa.

There was a small toolbox and a pile of parts on the coffee table, and Barton was repairing his mechanical bow that had been broken in battle.

He repaired very seriously, and since this is the Avengers Building, he doesn't need to be vigilant all the time. Hawkeye, who has always had the most sensitive five senses, didn't notice Downey leaning on the door frame of the hall at the first time, skillfully removing the screws on the mechanical bow. .

But it seems that a certain line is wrong, and the progress of the repair still has not made any progress after 10 minutes.

Downey didn't know why he leaned on the door frame and watched a man repairing things for 10 minutes. Anyway, after Barton broke another screw, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Can you help me?"

Barton immediately raised his head and looked towards the door. After realizing that the person standing there was Donnie with a bit of alcohol on his face, he froze for a moment, retracted his vigilant expression, and then refused: "No, I can fix it myself. .”

Donnie didn't say any more, turned around and walked upstairs, went back to the room, washed off the smell of alcohol and lay down on the bed, and after tossing and turning for half an hour, he found out.

He fell asleep.

He was wearing printed pajamas, got up from the bed with two dark circles under his eyes, scratched his hair a little irritably, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, put on his coat and went downstairs.

It's not too late, he thinks he can go to improve the clean energy before the early morning, and then when passing the hall.

He saw that Barton was still wrestling with those lines.

Downey stood at the door and watched for half a minute: "...do you need help?"

Button paused, then mechanically turned his head and glanced at Downey: "...No, thank you."

Downey looked down at Patton after he finished speaking, and then lowered his head to twist the part-for agents like them, who usually spend most of their time on physical fitness and reaction training, they don't have so much time to make weapons, at least Patton's hands This one should have been provided by S.H.I.E.L.D., so it took so much effort for him to repair it.

And according to this progress, he might not be able to finish it tomorrow morning.

Downey looked at the place for a while, but didn't say anything, and turned to go to the workshop.

He only needs to provide core technology and design concepts for new energy, and the rest, including subsequent development and maintenance, can be left to the newly established new energy research department. Some are not enough.

Donnie doesn't know where this sense of urgency comes from. It may be due to his discomfort when he first arrived or some kind of stress reaction in his body. After he searched for the familiar names in his mind with his mobile phone, he found that Professor Charlize is now It was just a famous genius professor, the Fantastic Four had not been established, Strange was just a famous doctor in the medical field, and those familiar superheroes and alien forces had not yet appeared.

He had nowhere to turn.

In particular, he can't complain about his current situation to anyone, because if he speaks out, he will only become an inexplicable pigskin and aardvark.

The pressure that has nowhere to release seems to be relieved only through work.

It wasn't until 01:30 in the morning that Downey came out of the work room again. He felt that he should be able to have a good night's sleep given his current level of fatigue, and then, when he passed the hall.

Saw Patton still sitting on the sofa repairing his bow.

Downey stopped in his tracks: "..."

Downey: "...can you help me?"

Barton raised his head numbly, his eyes focused for a while before he saw the person standing at the door clearly, his throat moved, and after a while.

"...It's troublesome."