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Chapter 6 One morning after eight years

At 8 o'clock in the morning, a private villa on Long Island, New York.

The sound of a hurry came from the living room. The man lying on the bed opened his eyes because of the noise, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, rubbed his hair like a chicken coop, and stood up from the bed.

More than ten minutes later, the man half-naked and clicked on the voice message in the living room.

"Dear, it's me, mom. I heard you have returned from China, I hope you have fun there. I have some work things recently, and I'm already on a plane to France. I guess it's not going to be back for four months. The teacher at Xavier Genius Youth School called me, and your sister had some small problems recently. So, it's best to go to Staten Island after rest. Also, if you have any questions, please contact me immediately. I don't want Xia Ruisi to become a gangster on the street."

"Yi, it's me. Ororo, I know you're back. First of all, I would like to thank you for the gift you sent back from China. The things are beautiful and I like them very much. In addition, your sister has recently violated school rules. She used her ability to sneak out with a few troublemakers at night. We are very worried that they should go to some places that shouldn't be. So, I think you'd better talk to Xia Ruisi if you have time. Okay, let's contact us if you have time!"

"Hi, my dear Yi. I heard you have returned from China, okay. I hope those cute Chinese girls won't be sad. Although I don't want to disturb your vacation, it doesn't matter if you take vacations anyway. Now, I have something to ask you for help. Obadai wants to sell our company's Jericho missiles to the hands of extremist militants in the Middle East. God knows what he thinks. I want to persuade him, but he seems to be very determined this time, and even holds a board meeting to decide this proposal, and it seems that he has convinced many people that you know I need help to stop him, so as a friend, I don't think you will reject me. I'll wait for your reply. As soon as possible!"

After listening to the message on the phone, Zhou Yi, who was already an adult, rubbed his chin. After thinking for a while, he decided to return the important phone first. So he took out his cell phone and dialed a number. The ringtone rang twice, and the other side was connected.

"Hi, Yi. It doesn't look like your style when you call me so early. I'm afraid you didn't call me because you miss me." A happy voice from the other end of the phone came from the other end of the phone.

"Ororo, I will be very sad to say that. You know, when I was in China, I have been missing you, so when I come back, I want to call you and hear your voice."

A chuckle came from the other side of the microphone, and then Zhou Yi heard Ororo say, "It sounds so nice. I'm afraid there have been many ignorant girls when I was in China. Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

"Hi, Ororo, I have never deceived anyone, and you know, I have always cared about you."

"Of course, of course. I just don't just care about me. Okay, I'm going to class. If there is anything, come to school to find me when get out of class is over in the afternoon." Ororo said, and hung up the phone. Zhou Yi could only sniff his face awkwardly and dialed another number.

"Hello, this is the Stark family, I am Jarvis. Do you need any help, Mr. Zhou Yi?"

"Jarvis, is Tony here? If you are there, please help me transfer him."

"No problem, please wait, Mr. Zhou Yi!"

More than ten seconds later, a frivolous voice came from the phone.

"I thought you were going to play again and disappeared, Yi!"

"If it weren't for your phone call, I really planned to disappear for a while. I happened to contact a fighting coach."

"Okay, OK, fighting master. Let's talk about some serious business. How are you considering Obadai's affairs?"

"You have the final say in this matter. Don't worry, I will support you." Zhou Yi used his mind to control the phone to float in the air, and replied while changing into a suit.

"Then I'll feel relieved. With 6% of your shares, there is no problem with this matter. I owe you a favor." The man named Tony's breathing sound made Zhou Yi feel funny.

He said, "I don't understand, Tony. Since you don't want to, why don't you directly reject him? This is something you invented. From the agreement, as long as you force yourself to disagree, even the shareholders' meeting will not let you do anything. After all, the patent is in your hands."

"Hey! You also know that Obadai is my father's friend after all, and the current position of Stark's company is inseparable from his decades of hard work. In terms of emotion and reason, I have to give him some face. So what you said can only be regarded as the last resort."

When Zhou Yi heard this, he could only nod and then turn around.

"When the meeting begins, you know, if I'm late, it's up to you."

"Even if I drag it, I will drag it to you. The meeting started at 10 o'clock. I believe that with your driving skills, it is still okay to arrive at Stark Building at 10 o'clock."

"Oh, our playboy actually admires others' driving skills, which has never happened before." Zhou Yi smiled and put on his coat and walked out of the villa's door.

"After seeing you racing, I decided to stay away from a crazy guy like you. Of course, it's just when you hold the steering wheel. Okay, I won't talk to you more, Obadai has come. You'd better hurry up, I don't want to be preached by the old guy for too long."

"Don't worry, I'll come here soon!" After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yi got into the driver's seat, and then rushed towards Manhattan Island with a low engine roar.

On the other side, in the Stark headquarters building on Manhattan Island, a man with a delicate mustache hugged with a tall middle-aged uncle. The two of them were talking and laughing, heading towards the conference room on the top floor of the Stark building.

The employees on one side just silently stared at these two big names until they disappeared from their sight. Of course, it would be even better if there were fewer female employees' fiery eyes.

"Tony, you made me very sad this time. You know, everything I did is for the good of Stark's business, why don't you understand me?" The middle-aged uncle looked at Tony Stark with a sad face, his eyes as if he was looking at a prodigal unfilial son.

As for this question, Tony Stark could only breathe with his cheeks and muttered words like this, while explaining to the middle-aged man Obadai. "Dear Uncle Obadai, of course I know how much economic benefits this transaction will have for our company after it succeeds, but you have to understand some things that we are arms companies, but we do not mean that we have to support the war, especially those with strange slogans. At least the White House people will not agree to us doing this."

"The idiots in the White House can block their mouths as long as they have money, so don't use this excuse to perfunctory me. Tony, no one will be in trouble with interests, and war is not our fault. We are just those who provide weapons, not those who dominate the war, and the things there have nothing to do with us." Obadai first sneered and complained about the dirty things in the White House office, and then persuaded with a serious look on his face.

That expression of regret that he was unable to make the famous playboy Tony Stark almost repents from the bottom of his heart for his past crimes. However, it was still a little bit worse after all.

And this is probably not something that manpower can achieve.

Tony Stark and Obadai were fighting each other and walked into the conference room.

The conference room was already full of many company shareholders and decision makers. These people watched Obadai and Tony walk in and stood up one after another. For these people, the two people in front of them were BOSS-level figures, and they were the workers under these two BOSSs.

Obadai saw that the meeting was about to begin, patted Tony on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Tony, this time you'd better not be fooled by your temper. Believe that our choice is the best for Stark Enterprise."

"Of course, of course." Tony Stark blinked, his neatly combed beard trembling happily. "I'm always making the most correct decisions."

Driving the Tyrannosaurus V-REX like a wild beast, Zhou Yi drove into the underground parking lot of Stark headquarters in Manhattan with a strange look. The huge engine sound naturally attracted the security guards in the underground parking lot, and the secretary lady who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Good morning, Pepe! I really didn't expect that Tony would ask you to wait for me here. I thought he would isolate you and me forever like a prison?"

The beautiful and charming blonde beauty, who was also smart and capable, smiled mischievously and said, "I believe that Mr. Zhou Yi, who has been imprisoned for a long time, has been recognized by the warden and allowed me to visit him in a short time."

"Okay, okay. You always stand on Tony's side. Fortunately, the smart Mr. Zhou Yi has already thought of this situation. Beautiful Miss Pepe, your bribe has been handed over to the Warden. I think your beloved Warden will definitely hand it over to you immediately." Zhou Yi and Pepe laughed and walked into the elevator leading to the conference room.

"Yi, you know. Tony would definitely not hand over the things that others gave me so easily." Pepe looked at Zhou Yi with distress, obviously having a headache for these two bosses who also like to play pranks.

"That's the problem of Miss Potz, who coexists with wisdom and beauty." Zhou Yi pushed open the door of the conference room and shouted to the conference room that suddenly became quiet. "Good morning, everyone. No matter what you say, please bring me. I believe that as the third shareholder of Stark Company, I still have the right to speak."

At this time, Obadi, who was pressing the table proudly, looked down at Tony's Obady, looking at Zhou Yi who suddenly broke in, opened his mouth in disbelief. Then he roared at Tony in a low voice: "You called this guy back."

"It's really not me, I dare to swear!" Tony raised his fingers with confidence.

Hearing this, most of the people present rolled their eyes. Tony Stark, everyone in the United States of America, knows that this talented billionaire has many titles, scientists, philanthropists, and entrepreneurs. But the most well-known title is the title of Playboy, and this title represents how valuable his vow is.
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