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With a sudden brake, a gorgeous Audi supercar stopped at the door of the Disney Concert Hall.
When Tony came down from the car with Mark, everyone at the scene immediately became agitated.
"Weapons manufacturing is only a small part of the Stark Industries empire. Our relationship with the fire rescue team..." Obadiah, who was being interviewed by reporters, felt the sudden noise at the scene and turned to look outside the door.
"If the host of the party doesn't come, what's the point even if the whole world comes?" Tony brought Mark to Obadiah and asked him for an explanation.
"Hey, look at that, look at that, this is really a surprise!" Obadiah looked around awkwardly.
Seeing that there were reporters beside him, Tony took the initiative to save face for him and stopped making things difficult for him: "Let's go inside and talk."
After saying that, he pulled Mark into the concert hall.
"The expression on that bearded bald guy's face just now made me laugh to death. It was like a driver driving the owner's car out to show off and happened to run into the owner. Hahaha." Mark finally couldn't help laughing after entering the concert hall.
"Haha, to be honest, I think it's pretty funny too!" Tony, who was originally in a bad mood, felt a little better after hearing Mark's joke and laughed with him.
The two came to the drinks counter, Tony asked the waiter for a glass of Scotch whisky and asked Mark for a glass of calcium-fortified milk.
At this time, a man in a black suit next to them took the initiative to communicate: "Hello Mr. Stark, I am Agent Coulson."
"Oh yes, the one from..." Tony couldn't remember the name of the organization when the words came to his mouth.
"It's the National Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau." Mark reminded.
Coulson: "That's right, thank you kid."
"Oh my god, you should give your department a new name," Tony complained.
"Yeah, I hear that all the time." Coulson responded with a smile that was neither awkward nor polite.
But then Mark excitedly suggested, "How about calling S.H.I.E.L.D.? You can propose it to your superior."
Mark was excited because he didn't expect to encounter such a good opportunity. If he had proposed the name of S.H.I.E.L.D., he would feel proud just thinking about it, after all, he was involved in it.
"It's a good name, simple and direct, with a profound meaning. I will suggest it to my superiors. Thank you again."
"I think it's a good idea too. What does S.H.I.E.L.D. want to see me about?" Tony took a sip of wine and asked Coulson.
Coulson: "Well, I know this is a tough time for you, but I still need to ask you something. There are still many unresolved issues, and time is also an issue. Let's get something down. How about we meet at Stark Industries at 7:00 PM on the 24th?"
Tony extended his right hand and shook Coulson's. "Guess what, I think you're right. I agree. Now I'm going to go to my secretary and get this settled."
After saying that, Tony walked towards Pepper, who was wearing a blue silk backless evening dress, and even forgot about Mark who was standing beside him.
"I guess he will have forgotten all about this by then." Mark, who was left there, patted Coulson's arm and talked to him.
"Why?" Coulson was a little confused.
"Didn't you see that when he was listening to you just now, his dreamy eyes were drawn away by Pepper's back? With your insight, you can actually become an agent. I think you'd be better suited to being a negotiation expert. You have a special aura that makes it easy for people to get close to you."
"Thank you for your reminder, but I will still be on time. And don't look at me like this, I am also an experienced old agent, and of course being a negotiation expert is no problem. But you are out with Mr. Stark so late, won't you be tired for class tomorrow?"
"Oh, look, as an agent, you have to ask my dad for the answers you need, but you don't even know whether his illegitimate son is studying. You still say you are an experienced old agent? The preliminary investigation work is too perfunctory." Mark shook his head pretending to be disappointed. He just felt a little bored and wanted to kill time with Coulson.
"I only want to inquire about Mr. Stark's escape from the terrorists, not his personal circumstances. Generally speaking, our special departments will abide by the law's protection of citizens' privacy rights.
But you seem to have stopped going to school before you even reached adulthood. Did you graduate early like Mr. Stark?"
"No, I've never been to school. I've been self-taught at home. I already know everything they teach in school. Why should I go to school? Isn't it a waste of time?" Mark's sudden pretentiousness left Coulson speechless. This time he could only smile awkwardly instead of politely.
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On the other side, Tony, relying on his gaze that had been locked on Pepper, had already come to the goddess: "Hey, you are so beautiful tonight, I don't have anyone out."
"Why are you here?" Pepper was very surprised that Tony showed up at the party. After all, she was the one who arranged Tony's schedule.
Tony: "I'm hiding from a government agent."
Pepper: "Did you come here alone?"
Tony: "No - I'm here with Mark. Where did you get that dress?"
Pepper's expression suddenly became awkward: "This is my birthday present. Actually, you asked me to give it to myself on your behalf."
At that time, Tony was busy tinkering with his own black technology. When he heard that Pepper was going to have a birthday, he said to her, "Give you a birthday present on my behalf." However, Pepper was a competent secretary and even did such a thing for Tony.
"It seems I have good taste. Do you want to dance?" But Tony didn't feel embarrassed at all. He was used to Pepper solving everything for him, even if it would make an originally romantic thing become boring.
"Oh, no," Pepper refused immediately.
"Okay, come on." Tony took her hand and led her to the dance floor.
"Thank you, Mr. Stark. But it's really not necessary."
But Tony, who had already entered the domineering CEO mode, would not listen to the other party's rejection. Tony put his arm around Pepper's waist and the two began to sway on the dance floor.
"You look uncomfortable?" Tony asked, sensing Pepper's stiff body and unnatural expression.
"No... I just always forget to put on deodorant, and now I'm dancing with my boss..." Pepper explained hesitantly, without telling the real reason.
In fact, dancing with a boss like Tony in a backless evening gown was a serious problem. For a secretary like Pepper who had always been very dedicated and professional, this would cause people to point fingers at her and gossip about her.
"You look beautiful and smell nice. But I can fire you if it makes you feel better." Tony's words showed that he understood the implication of Pepper's words, but he did not stop dancing with Pepper. He didn't care what others said, because now all he had eyes for was Pepper in front of him.
Feeling the affection in Tony's eyes, Pepper relaxed herself and joked, "In fact, I don't think you could even tie your own shoelaces without me."
Tony: "I can last a week."
"Really? I don't believe it." Pepper asked in Lu Yu's way: "Do you know your social security number?"
"...Do you want to go out for some fresh air?" Unable to come up with an answer, Tony once again tried to change the subject.
"Okay, I want to go out and get some fresh air too."
On the terrace, in a corner where they were alone, Pepper said something she was too embarrassed to say in public: "I feel weird. It's like everyone I work with is looking at us."
"Why, we were just dancing?"
"No, it's not just dancing. Because you are you, and everyone knows who you are and how you treat girls.
And that's all fine and dandy, but you know what, to me you're my boss and I'm dancing with you…"
"I don't think they'll get it wrong."
"But that would make me look like someone who wants to... you know, hook up with a rich man. And I'd be wearing this ridiculous skirt..." As she spoke, looking at the focused look in Tony's eyes, with only her own figure reflected in his eyes, Pepper closed her eyes unconsciously and slowly moved her lips closer to Tony.
However, Tony was nervous at this time. His body was as stiff as a zombie who had just woken up from a coffin, and he did not respond to Pepper's initiative at all.
Finally, Pepper stopped, she was a little disappointed with Tony's performance. She even believed for a while that Tony might have some different feelings for her, but now she couldn't be sure what Tony was thinking. Could this man who slept with female models on magazine covers for a year really be sincere with her?
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