Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Obadiah Stanislav, an old acquaintance and an old ally of the Stark family.The second in command of Stark Industries.Lowes followed Tony and called him uncle a few times, and he resigned today.

After watching the live press conference, Lowes frowned slightly.

"He didn't send someone to a court-martial, Tony is still a little indecisive," Rogers said lightly, "but it also proves that he is a good man."

"But not a qualified leader." Lowes turned off the TV. "I hope this really ends here."

"It's actually okay for Tony to deal with it this way." Rogers looked at Lowes's unmoving brows and was relieved. "Stanley has dealt with jackals. Now that there is no supply, he will have his bones eaten off."

"How do you know he's not the jackal itself?" Lowes raised his eyebrows.

Rogers was silent for a while, "It will be fine."

"Do you need me to look at Tony?" Rogers floated for a while, softly.If it's just to transmit information with the help of electronic equipment, it's still not too far away.

"There are enough people around him." Lowes thought of the golden-red iron man in his memory, "If something happens like this, what can we do?"

Rogers nodded, privately decided to pay more attention after Erce fell asleep at night.

The doorbell rang, and Rogers floated over, smiling, "Erth, your piano."

Lowes... "No, it's not mine anymore."

He walked over, waved Rogers away, and pressed the call button, "Please help me deliver the things to the top floor. The signatory is Stephen Strange."

"Okay, sir."

"Thank you."

Rogers couldn't help laughing.Lowes lay down on the sofa, "I don't understand, where did this incident hit your point of laughter?"

Rogers floated to his side, "Probably because you rarely fail."

"You call this a failure?"

"At least, it's not in your plan."

Lowes threw a pillow, and Rogers dodged it, laughing twice.

"Why 'Lo'?" Rogers floated above him, looking down at him. "I thought you didn't like that name."

"I'm used to it." Lowes shrugged. "Besides, I deliberately avoided it, as if reminding me that the past was really miserable. Can you bear it?"

Rogers leaned over and hugged him, "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

Lowes rubbed his hands slightly, "I forgive you."

Rogers let go of him, sighing.

"Do you want to go out today?"

"No," Lowes groaned, rolling on the sofa, "I promised Tony to paint a portrait for him. That villain, who took my painting and came back with a request, is empty-handed. .”

Rogers smiled slightly, "It seems that he is not as innocent as you think..."

"Then, do you want to observe him too?" Rogers looked at him quietly.

"He doesn't need me to observe it in person." Lowes pouted from the sofa, stretched his waist, and was about to start work. "There are many ugly photos of him on the Internet."

Rogers grinned.

"In order not to disappoint him, I have to help him arrange all the magazine girls for those twelve months." Lowes smiled half-smile.

Rogers pursed his lips, "Only this...it's outrageous."

"What, you have a daughter to marry him?" Lowes teased.If Rogers still has any obsessions, it is probably that he has never had a daughter before.

Just after finishing the joke, Lowes suddenly felt a little upset when he saw Rogers.

"...Do you think I have?" Rogers didn't know where he was joking, and he was inexplicably unhappy.

Never really quarreled, but the two who had such a moment quickly usually chose the most 'sensible' way - to avoid.

"I'm going to find some posters, pictures or something, looking for inspiration." Lowes pointed to the study room.

"I'll show you the piano." Rogers turned and floated away.

As soon as Rogers floated to the door, he saw Strange coming out of the elevator.He paused and retreated back into the house silently.

Lowes tied up his bangs and hummed.

"We have guests." Rogers shrugged.

Lowes put down his hands, walked over to turn on the monitor, and remained silent, "Can I pretend I'm not at home?"

"You just sent the piano to someone." Rogers reminded.

Lowes snorted, "This place has bad feng shui."

Rogers laughed again.

"Ding-dong-"

Lowes opened the door without hesitation.

Strange's hand was still in the air, and he looked over unexpectedly.

"Hi." Lowes waved his hand.

"...It seems that you have been looking forward to my arrival." Strange glanced over his raised bangs, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Lowes glared vaguely at Rogers who was hammering the wall.

"Today's day off, I just delivered the piano to you. I call this deductive reasoning." Lowes looked at his face, thought of another person, and smiled.

This stalk can only be enjoyed by himself.Sooner or later, he had to introduce this man to Big Holmes, who was supposed to be still working as a secretary at Buckingham Palace.

"Are you inviting me in?" Strange shook the wine bottle in his hand.

"No. I'm not yet 21." Lowes blocked the door.

"This is cider." Strange turned the bottle, lowered his head, and muttered, "3% alcohol. Personally, I generally think of this as a stimulating fruit juice."

Lowes... "Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Strange put down the bottle and smiled, "You know Stark."

"...That's right." Lowes thought about Strange without even thinking that the future Doctor Strange actually came...for his own relationship? ? ?

"I think a person who can threaten to blow up Stark's house should have dealt with this situation," Strange said fiercely, "I'll just say it. I need investment."

Lowes... He really hasn't dealt with this kind of situation, and he is very fresh and refined, "He has always been very generous. You can talk to him face to face."

"We don't get along very well." Strange frowned. "I talked to him once. He gave a large sum of money to my opponent."

He laughed, "Obviously, he knows very little about our field. That's why he hastily invested a large sum of money into a bottomless pit."

He speaks slowly.Lowes could still hear the dissatisfaction and desire to swear in his words.

Lowes pursed his lips.Yes... Tony really doesn't like people who are more arrogant than him, especially geniuses.

"Please come in." Lowes let the door open, "It seems that you have some special requests."

"I've always had an intuition that you and I would get along very well." Strange smirked.

Lowes... "Sir, only women have more accurate intuition."

Strange snorted, "Comeon, I'm just trying to get along with you."

"Then you can stop. We won't be friends." Lowes hehe.

Rogers had buried his face into the wall, his shoulders shaking.

Stepping into the room, Strange looked at the guitar hanging on the wall as a decoration, as well as the paintings piled up beside the wall and coffee table, "...so, you really haven't studied music."

Lowes put away the bottle on the table.This is what Tony drank before, "Get ready to learn."

"...Did I bring the wrong wine?" Strange found a place to sit down and put down the bottle.

"Obviously, you did the right thing." Lowes kicked the rumpled blanket under the sofa and sat down.

"Cup?" Strange asked after hesitating.

"I thought a mature gentleman like you wouldn't drink 'exciting juice'." Lowes bent his fingers and ticked his ears twice.

"Okay." Strange smiled, and frankly accepted the fact that he couldn't even take a sip of what he brought, let alone a glass of water.

"Why are you looking for me?" Lowes was curious.

"You said that you are about to become a medical student, and you often see me in journals." Strange smiled, "It just so happens that although I am not popular, I can provide a lot of help in this field..."

Lowes hummed, the reason is unassailable.

"I believe that you understand my achievements better than your...no matter what your relationship is," he smiled ambiguously. With you as a bridge, Stark and I will breathe a sigh of relief."

Rogers sat next to Lowes and looked at Strange with strange eyes.

"Why do I just think you're angry that Stark gave money to your opponent but not you?" Lowes narrowed his eyes slightly.

Strange laughed, "Part of the reason. The more important thing is, studying medicine, we all hope to save more people, don't we?

The higher the incompetent doctor goes, the more dangerous the world becomes. "

Rogers had a toothache, "I know why Tony is not generous to him. But is this person really good?"

Lowes clapped his hands to the side, "Leaving aside his personality, I believe in Mr. Strange's medical skills."

Rogers understood.

Strange raised his chin, "Thank you."

"...He doesn't care about the first half of your sentence at all, does he?" Rogers wowed.

"But I don't need Strange's resources in the medical field." Lowes looked apologetic.

Strange narrowed his eyes slightly and his smile faded.

"But I also think that I hate incompetent doctors more than poisonous ones." Lowes stood up and stretched out his hand, "You owe me this, write it down. I hope you won't forget it.

We don't count as cooperation, so let's get acquainted happily? "

Strange didn't reach out his hand, "You plan to use an illusory favor to get me a large sum of money? I mean, a very huge sum."

Lowes hummed, "Yes." Letting the future supreme mage owe a favor without spending his own money, and empty-handed, the deal is worth it.

"...It seems that I still underestimated the relationship between you and Mr. Stark. I should ask for more." Strange stood up, took his hand, and shook it.

"Yes." Lowes withdrew his hand, took out a disinfectant tissue and began to wipe his hands.

Rogers smiled.

Strange's face contorted for a moment, and he slowly withdrew his hand, "I also know some people in psychological counseling. This is a disease. Don't shy away from treatment."

Lowes raised his eyes and smiled, "Relax, I won't let you repay this debt easily."

Strange took a deep breath, feeling that he was cheated.

Rogers understood, and sighed, "You always have a way."

Lowes smiled.

When Strange left, he turned around, "In order to prevent you from getting acquainted with another person who robbed me of funds in this way, do you need a music teacher?"

"...OK. How much do you pay for an hour?" Lowes smirked.

"One class for two hours, ten classes for one painting?" Strange's eyes indicated the painting that nearly caused Stark's house to be blown up.

"Not for sale." Lowes blocked his view, "But if you teach me the piano before I go to school, I'll give you a new one."

Strange smiled, "Deal."

Lowes slammed the door shut.

"I also have an intuition, do you believe it?" Rogers floated aside, touching his chin.

"Ok?"

"You will become friends." Rogers was there.

Lowes glanced at him.He didn't intend to explain why he was patient with Strange.

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