At noon.

The two members of the Ten Commandments Gang who had used rings were tied up and sent to the lab of Zhenma and Fitz like rice dumplings.

Barbara asked, “How long does it take?”

Jenma said: "Commander, this is science. Science is not magic, and it cannot be rushed."

Barbara nodded.

That's right.

I can't even hurry, and so long has passed, so the chance of Obadaia Stein still in New York City is actually pitiful.

at last.

Barbara just reminded him to ask Zhenma and Fitz to hurry up. Then, she looked at the watch in her hand and said to Natasha and Zhao Xin: "Go to have dinner together?"

Natasha said curiously: "Didn't you have an appointment with Pepper Pots at noon?"

Barbara nodded: "Yes."

Natasha and Zhao Xin took a look, and then said, "Forget it, Zhao Xin and I have an appointment at noon, so we won't go there together."

"Oh well."

Barbara did not force her and walked directly to the elevator. After all, the time she agreed with Pepper was almost here, and if she didn't go, she would be late.

Just then.

"Commander Morse."

"…Is there anything wrong, Mr. Stark?"

Tony Stark, who came back with Natasha and others, called Barbara who was about to leave. After Barbara turned around, he coughed and said, "If Commander Morse sees Pepper, you can tell her that I welcome her to come back to work for me."

Barbara laughed.

After Tony finished saying this, he made an expression that he hadn't said anything.

Barbara thought for a while, nodded and walked towards the elevator: "I can try it, but I think this sentence should be the most appropriate thing for you."

That's what it means.

But if Tony could say this, it wouldn't be Tony, but Nini.

In a restaurant about two corners from the center of ASCH.

"Barbie, here!"

When Barbara walked into the restaurant, she immediately saw Pepper Potz waving near the window not far away.

Get close.

The two girls hugged each other.

After a while.

After ordering the meal, Barbara handed the menu to the waiter next to her and clinked glasses with Pepper with red wine and said, "How is the job?"

Pepper said: "Resigned."

"How could it be?"

"I don't like it."

"Yeah?"

Barbara smiled at her face: "Has the boss changed again?"

Pepper looked up and saw Barbara didn't speak.

Barbara shook her head: "Although I'm not from Wall Street, I've heard Camille analyze that in the past three months, all the three companies acquired have been considered high-quality. You are still helping Tony make money."

Pepper denied: "I don't."

After staying at Stark Industry for so long, even after graduating from elementary school, Pepper Pots' vision was no longer the same level. After leaving Stark Industry, even if companies of the same level were willing to poach, Pepper was unwilling to go, because the big companies were very clear about what their minds were.

Then I can only find a small company.

And it is a small company with development potential. If it does not have any development potential, Pepper is unwilling to pass it by himself. However, if a company with development potential starts to join the company the next day, no more than a week, there will definitely be large capital coming here. If there is a disagreement, it will take an attitude of either acquiring or suppressing.

Um.

This is an accident.

Barbara said, "What should I do next?"

Pepper shrugged and took a sip of the wine: "Forget it, take a break, by the way, are you free tomorrow weekend?"

"What's wrong?"

"Go to see the apartment with me?"

“Look at the apartment?”

Pepper nodded: "Yes, when I was at Stark Industry, my room was inside the Stark Building, so I never bought a house in New York."

"Then you..."

"Living with my cousin."

"All right."

Barbara smiled and then said curiously: "By the way, why haven't you heard you mention it before? Do you have a cousin?"

Pepper shook his head: "Last year, the situation at her family was a bit complicated."

"complex?"

Barbara said, “Then it’s not complicated now?”

Pepper nodded, with a hint of confusion on his face, and then said to Barbara: "Actually, I asked you out today because I haven't seen each other for a long time, and then, because of my cousin."

Barbara tilted her head and looked at Pepper: "Do you want me to investigate your cousin?"

Pepper nodded: "Yes!"

Holly Potz, this is the name of Pepper Potz's cousin, but that was the name before marriage. Now, Pepper's cousin should be called Holly Kennedy.

Pepper said: "My cousin is a woman favored by an angel."

Barbara: “…”

Angel?

Fellowship?

Barbara frowned and interrupted, "Sorry, Pepper, can I ask, what color is your cousin's hair color?"

Pepper glanced at Barbara with a serious expression: "Brown, what's wrong?"

Barbara waved her hand and signaled Pepper to continue.

Brown hair, that's fine.

If you want that guy to favor, you have a hard condition, including blonde, white skin, and long legs. If one of these three items is missing, it will not attract the attention of that guy.

This is also why Barbara never regards Ms. Gwen Cowanen and Secretary Camille as potential opponents.

Gwen Gowuen is a lala.

Camille? The long legs are long legs, but to be honest, those long legs are fake.

so……

Even if Pepper described it correctly, her cousin was favored by an angel, then the favored angel would not be someone.

According to Pepper, her cousin Holly has been very good-looking since childhood and is very smart. Not only is she favored by an angel in her beauty, but she seems to be favored by an angel in love.

Holly, who had just graduated, came to New York. At first, he defected to Pepper, but three months later, Holly found someone in love who she thought was right.

Gerry Kennedy.

An Irish man full of passion, humor and impulsiveness.

Even after four years of marriage, Holly always felt that this seemed like a dream, because whether it was career or love, it felt like a false feeling.

Hearing this.

Barbara said: "Is there any problem with this?"

Pepper looked up: "A year ago, Gerry Kennedy was diagnosed with bone cancer, five months ago, I attended his funeral, but..."

Paused.

Pepper lowered his head, took out a photo from the bag next to him, and handed it to Barbara. He didn't feel enticed, and said directly: "But ten days ago, the private detective I sent out took this photo. The man in the photo was Gerry Kennedy who should have been dead."

Dead?

Resurrection again?

Why did I think of someone again?

Barbara blinked and took the photo. It is undeniable that the man in the photo is indeed a bit charming, a kind of charm of falling wherever he goes.
To be continued...