"Welcome back, sir. Please get in the car now." Happy opened the back door and welcomed the others in. "Where are we going?"
"Go to the hospital." Pepper said without hesitation.
"No." Tony refused.
"Why not go, Tony. You have to go to the hospital!" Pepper glared at Tony angrily.
"I'm not going." Faced with Pepper's stolen concerned look, Tony had no choice but to act like a child.
"Forget it, Sister Pepper." Mark started to play the role of peacemaker. "If you don't want to go to the hospital, then don't go. Anyway, I put Baymax in the trunk of the car. If Baymax diagnoses anything wrong, I will take him to the hospital myself."
"That's right, Pepper. I know my own body. Even if you don't believe me, don't you believe in Mark's invention, Baymax?
I've been a captive for three months, and I have two things I want to do. First, I want a cheeseburger, and second, I want…"
"That's enough, Tony, you're so shameless!" Pepper interrupted him with a red face.
"It's not what you think. I'm going to hold a press conference."
"Hold a press conference?"
"Yeah, but first, Happy, drive. Let's go find some cheeseburgers."
…
Stark Convention Center, backstage at the press conference.
"Dabai, check this old man's body."
"Received master, scanning commenced.
The scan was complete. Data analysis revealed multiple soft tissue contusions and open wounds, a minor fracture in the right arm, and a metal foreign body lodged in the chest, potentially causing significant bleeding in vital organs. The patient also presented with symptoms of mental fatigue and excessive fatigue.
It is recommended that you stop eating junk food like cheeseburgers, get enough sleep and eat a balanced diet to adjust your condition, and then proceed to the next stage of treatment."
"Dad!" Mark looked at Tony and reminded him.
"Okay, I'm very satisfied with your service." Tony made a knowing comment on Baymax's service.
"What else?"
Looking at Mark's hand stretched out in front of him, Tony finally put the last cheeseburger in Mark's hand with great reluctance, "Is this okay?"
"Let's leave it at that for now. After the press conference, remember to go back and have a good sleep, and don't look for women anymore!" Mark nodded in satisfaction and gave another instruction.
"Am I that kind of person!?"
When Mark heard this, he showed a disgusted expression as if to say, "Do you still have any self-awareness?" and said, "Of course you do."
"But I have been reborn. I am no longer the Tony I used to be!"
"It's easy to change a country, but hard to change one's nature. Even a dog can't stop eating shit!"
"You...you...you are still not my son. I am heartbroken!"
Regardless of the father and son's mischief behind the scenes, Pepper, who was organizing the event process at the front desk, met a mysterious man.
"Is that Miss Potts?"
"Uh, yes, it's me." Faced with the question from the strange man, Pepper felt a little hesitant.
"Can I have a word with you?"
"I won't participate in the Q&A session at this reception, but the press conference will start soon." Pepper indicated that the other party could ask their own questions after the meeting.
"I'm not a reporter, I'm a special agent. Let me introduce myself. My name is Phil Coulson, and I'm with the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Agency."
"Are you talking in a tongue twister?" Faced with the long and smelly name of the organization, Pepper rarely ignited his soul of complaining.
"We're still improving on this." Coulson replied somewhat awkwardly.
"But we've already been questioned by the Department of Defense, the FBI, and the CIA."
"Ms. Potts, we are an independent department with a clearer and more focused goal. We need to ask Mr. Stark about the specific circumstances of his escape."
"I'll add it to Tony's schedule, okay?" Pepper made an excuse to get rid of Coulson.
"Thank you." Coulson knew that the situation was hopeless, so he decided to retreat temporarily and wait for the next opportunity.
…
"Ladies and gentlemen, the press conference is about to begin. Please take your seats according to the assigned seating arrangements. Next, please welcome Mr. Tony Stark to the stage to speak."
"Okay, the reception is about to begin. Everyone, relax. This is too formal.
As you all know, I didn't get to say goodbye to my father, and I have some questions that I never got around to asking him.
What did he think of the company? Did he have any struggles or doubts? Maybe he was just like the one in the news documentaries.
But this time, I saw our nation's young soldiers killed by the very weapons I built to defend them.
I also saw that I had become part of a system that was unwilling to take responsibility."
As Tony's topic deepened, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Everyone held their breath, listening intently to Tony's speech. Only one person, whose expression grew increasingly grim, sensed something unusual in Tony's words. This person was Obadiah Stane, a veteran of Stark Industries and Howard Stark's business partner.
"Mr. Stark, where did you go and what did you experience?" At this time, a reporter stood up and asked his own question.
"It really opened my eyes there and I realized I could do more for the world than just make explosions.
Therefore, I have made a decision: to shut down the weapons manufacturing division of Stark International."
After Tony announced the decision, Obadiah Stan's face had completely darkened. "Tony Stark! Damn it—"
"Also—" Just when the scene was in chaos because of Tony's shocking speech, Tony didn't finish his speech, "I want to introduce someone to everyone."
"Perhaps you all know him. After all, when I first revealed that I had a son, your newspaper sales increased significantly. Yes, the person I want to introduce is my son, Mark Stark!
Mark has a mechanical talent that is no less than mine. The fresh ideas in his mind, full of youthful vitality, may even open a new door for me. And not long ago, he really did it. Dabai——"
Following Tony's call, the inconspicuous red suitcase placed on the stage of the venue opened automatically. After being inflated for a while, Baymax swayed to the front of the stage.
(●—●) "Hello, I'm Baymax, your personal health assistant. Do you require medical care?"
"Wow!" The appearance of Baymax caused a burst of exclamations in the audience. After Tony repeated Mark's experiment using a roll of tape, everyone stared at Baymax on the stage with burning eyes.
"So, as the chairman of Stark Group, the second decision I want to announce today is that Stark Industries will enter the medical industry!"
As Tony announced his decision, the scene became lively again. Obadiah in the audience could no longer sit still. He immediately went on stage, put his arm around Tony's shoulders, and moved him away from the microphone.
"Well, I'm sure you won't have any trouble selling your newspapers tomorrow. I think the good news you should take away from here today is that Tony Stark is back, and he's healthier than ever. Well, that concludes today's press conference!"
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