[Comprehensive Yingmei] Very good, this is very Tom Su

episode27

During the lunch break, Tony, who had been busy in the studio for two days, finally got out of the customs. After finishing the first two sets of data, his irritable temper was finally relieved.

When the elevator reached the top floor, Natasha and Clint were not there, and the rest of the people were eating. He sat down in the empty seat opposite Steve and casually forked a large spoonful of salad into the plate. Not interested in their heated gossip topics, they twirled their forks in boredom—until they heard Pietro slap his thigh and decided to throw the entire Stark mansion for a reception party.

"Excuseme?" He raised his head, pointed at Pietro with a fork, and threatened, "Hey, I'm the owner of the house, you should tell me first, kid."

"I'm telling you, adult," he replied confidently, "Anyway, your house is empty, and it's empty. With such a large area, it's not a problem to have a big event... You won't be reluctant, will you?"

"How come... Wait, wait, that's not the point, the point is—why have a party! Now? At this juncture?"

Almost bitten his tongue by the brat's cliché, Tony couldn't figure out the thinking of these young people at all, couldn't anyone with a discerning eye see that he was so busy recently that he was going to die?He is not that free.

He subconsciously looked at the captain, trying to get the alliance to condemn these brats together, but the captain was as calm as before, met his gaze calmly, and took the words: "Don't look at me like that, Tony, if I don't agree, I will allow them to mess around ?"

"Steve, they are ignorant, why are you like this, we have no time! And Tong En, your little friend is also missing, so you are not worried or in a hurry?"

"Of course I am anxious, but that doesn't solve the problem. The only one here who can deal with all this is you, but the bad thing is that your state is not good, and everyone's state is not much better than you, although it is very frustrating. It's frustrating, but we need to adjust, tough guy."

"Okay, when did you become an alliance, and you actually teamed up to mess with me behind my back, tell me, who started it?" Although when Tony heard the word party, the hidden son-in-law got into a commotion Get up, but he suppressed it as much as possible, trying to think about this issue from a rational point of view, of course, just trying.

Until he rushed in, a beautiful woman in a small slim suit stood in front of him holding a stack of documents, staring at him condescendingly, with an unkind expression.

"I."

He wailed silently in his heart and was caught.

"Tony Stark, are you out of your mind?"

"Oh, Pepper! My cute little pepper, listen to me," he smiled dryly, and quickly got up to meet him. "Don't listen to their nonsense, I'm not doing my job wrong, I'm busy with the company's affairs."

Miss Pepper Potts, the most responsible, reliable, and hot-tempered secretary in the universe, still dares to speak up today, and will not bow to the rich, handsome, or a boyfriend who doesn't care about anything.She slammed the folder on Tony's chest, squinted her emerald green eyes, and said, "Since when have you been seriously busy with work, since joining the Avengers, huh? I've long since stopped counting on that."

"Wait, aren't you mad at me for skipping meetings?" Tony, who was secretly against Tong En's secret report, was suddenly confused and relieved.

"I'm angry because... Forget it, you don't even care about your own body, so why would you care if I'm angry or not?"

Pepper pouted, with a stern face, assuming a businesslike attitude, and then grabbed the document again, forcing him to sign it quickly.Tony refused to do it, and he insisted on making it clear. Before the dinner table, as always, there was a bloody plot of the domineering president molesting the kind and tough female subordinates.

He seemed to have exhausted all his masculinity before he finally got Pepper to let go, even though her little face was still on his shoulders.

"Tong En told me about this. I helped them arrange the itinerary. It happened that your previous application to help children with congenital heart disease to establish the Stark Foundation has been approved by the relevant department. According to the usual practice, you should There will be a grand charity reception to announce to the world," she rolled her eyes, "that is to say, I have combined them into one, no one stipulates that only upper-class people can come to this kind of reception party, the scope of this kind of publicity Will be wider, you're welcome, my good boss."

Well, it looks like the next day the world will know that this year Stark is, as always, a handsome and rich big philanthropist.

Tony looked back at the friends at the dinner table, and then at Pepper, who was particularly worried and anxious, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, okay, you all made the decision for me, and asked me Whatever you do, I'll just go, how can there be no protagonist in this kind of occasion."

Today, no one complains about the daily narcissism of a genius. Whether it is working day and night in the laboratory, or doing great charity for the society, this man deserves the best rest and the best party.

It’s just that he and his partners will be fully responsible for this reception, from preliminary planning to ordering cold drinks, and even the invitation list did not throw Tony Fuck a bit of snacks (Steve of course confirmed in advance who is on the blacklist, and he can’t let it be killed) They met each other), which makes Tony, who has always created hot spots by himself, a little sweetly frustrated.

There's no one in the universe who loves to party more than he does, from the heart, not like some rich kid always puts on a forced smile like that - God, he didn't mean to be sarcastic about anyone in particular.

The partners wanted to give him more time to rest, but Tony, who was always willing to put pressure on himself, couldn't sit still at all. He couldn't stop running to the laboratory before staying for a day.Therefore, the painting style in the building is a bit strange: on the top floor, Natasha is screening and reviewing the candidates for the reception accompaniment band. Hit the rhythm.

During this period, he analyzed a total of three common laws, which can almost be written into textbooks as models, and even recorded in history.The axioms and theorems from the 25th century were accidentally discovered in advance, and Tony himself was quite proud.

It is indeed much easier to have a theoretical foundation. Compared with the difficult progress before, the current progress bar is absolutely touching. In just one day, five sets of data were freshly released, and he immediately felt confident.

"fiveisdone, ahuogo." (five is done, there are more than 100)

He threw down the reference materials in his hand, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, and finally heaved a sigh of relief temporarily, and decided to see if the group of volunteers on the top floor were still enjoying the mission.

However, he didn't expect that once he entered the door, there would be no place to stay. The entire lounge was covered with gold, orange, and fabrics of various colors, covering the entire floor.

"What are you doing... Tong En!"

He kicked the red silk next to his feet, and without thinking about it, he knew that it must be the trick of the little girl. The black acrylic board next to it was decorated with gold powder, and the cursive characters were shining brightly, and he could tell it at a glance—— This seems to be the ancestral skill of the Spano family. Seves also writes fluently, although he sometimes can't read the letters clearly, mocking like ghosts.

"Steve went to the wholesaler's market with her to buy, and she said she couldn't trust the unscrupulous merchants who delivered shoddy goods to their door."

Lying on the ground, Wanda, who was carefully outlining the pattern with a marker pen, turned around when she heard the sound, and replied, "Well, I almost forgot, Tong En saw her car parked outside the gate, and thought your inspection was over. Alright, let's go."

Oh shit, forgot to inspect her new car!

Tony thought about it, and decided to pretend not to know and push it to Jarvis.

That's right, it was Lao Jia who died again.

When he finished the work at hand, he didn't believe that something really happened. Where did the hundreds of thousands of sports cars come from such ghosts and legends.

Although, out of gentlemanly demeanor, Steve would never let a lady face unknown fears alone, or carry heavy shopping home, but when Tong En opened the car door with the remote control and asked himself to sit in the co-pilot, he was actually refused.

"Actually, you don't need to do this yourself. You are a publicist, not an assistant."

He took the large plate of blue cheese in Tong En's arms, frowned in disgust, subconsciously moved it away from his body, put it in the cart as quickly as possible, and rubbed his hands.

"Thank God, there are still people here who remember that I am a publicist! However, remember, the publicist in the logistics department? From the work experience of the immediate superior?" She winked at Steve, her tone relaxed, with a little helplessness, "not to mention , This is your party—even though it is under the aura of charity and the media’s spotlight, in the end, the people who secretly gather together to revel and relax are still the Avengers, and of course it is my duty to contribute.”

Steve raised his eyebrows, his eyes were clear and frank: "If it's because of helping you find your friends, or the loss of the hidden power shaft chip, you don't have to feel pressured, this is our responsibility."

"Of course I know this. Even if it's a cat or a dog, the Avengers are still righteous... Ah, I finally understand why you insisted on letting him join even though the whole New York is scolding Spider-Man. A bunch of bad guys."

"He is a good boy, the people he saved know, the firefighters, the police know, the circuit maintenance workers know, and the villains he repaired know, that's enough.

"Sometimes people can't pay too much attention to the criticism from the outside world. They are not important at all, and they don't know the real you. In fact, some of these people are not bad in nature. They only believe the rumors they hear, thinking that it is the truth, so they hurt you. You, slander you, sting you, so why not...Tong En?"

Steve stared at Tong En, seeing that the latter was also looking at him fixedly, with sparkling lights in his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. The long speech on ideological education just got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word anymore. .

"Are you... are you crying?"