In the afternoon of the same day.

The economic pages of all the major newspapers in New York were shocked by Tony's astonishing remarks at the press conference.

Stark Industries' stock price immediately plummeted by more than 4~5 percentage points, and it is estimated that hundreds of millions of dollars in market value evaporated on the same day, and some stock market commentators assessed that such a scenario will not stop in the next few days.

"So, Nest, what do you want to say about what Tony Stark said at the press conference?"

NBC immediately called a breaking news section to discuss what Tony Stark did at the reception.

"I think he's crazy, maybe his time in Afghanistan has hurt his brain, otherwise how could he have made such a ridiculous decision, the board of directors of Stark Industries should have made a decision right away to let Tony Stark step down from the company's decision-making level, otherwise Stark Industries will be dragged down sooner or later......"

"I don't agree with Mr. Nest's remarks, but I think Mr. Tony Stark is quite right."

"Oh, why did Lady Shirley say that?"

"Stark Industries has been committed to providing the U.S. military with large-scale lethal weapons research and development in recent years, according to the survey, more than one-fifth of the weapons have appeared in the international market through various channels and fallen into the hands of certain terrorist organizations, and a large number of innocent civilians in the Middle East have been harmed because of the weapons manufactured by Stark Industries."

"Ms. Shirley's comments are mixed with too many personal emotional factors, Stark Industries, as a part of the American military industrial system, is not something that can be stopped by someone with a simple sentence, I still stick to my previous remarks, the board of directors should reopen the discussion, Tony Stark should rest obediently."

"Nest, you're too cold-blooded!"

"I'm just trying to get things done."

……

The disturbances from the outside world are not important in Li Ran's opinion.

Because it won't take long for the discussion to become meaningless.

In Li Ran's view, Tony Stark's closure of Stark's industrial weapons development department is both a crisis and a turning point, representing that the future Iron Man is officially on his own track.

Of course, there is still some time before Tony takes to the skies as Iron Man.

Chinatown, inside the martial arts hall.

An event unfolded somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Don't practice martial arts?"

Ip Man frowned, looking at Mike in front of him, or should it be said that the agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. had placed him beside him, the expression on his face was a little puzzled.

These days, even S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are so casual in their missions?

Obviously, I've already left such a foreshadowing, why are you about to leave all of a sudden, you don't play according to the routine.

Although there are 10,000 doubts in my heart that I can't solve, the doppelganger is still loyal to his role, and only makes a slightly puzzled look: "It's so good, why don't you suddenly stop practicing?" ”

No way, everything is an order from above.

In this regard, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent was also helpless in his heart, but, based on the agent's professional awareness, he still made a regretful expression and said: "Although I also very much want to continue to learn kung fu from you, master, but the news that I was cheated of a large amount of money by the guy surnamed Jin was exposed, so my family and girlfriend put restrictions on me, if I continue to run to practice martial arts, I will cut off my parents and lovers, so ......"

The reason given by Mike was simple and crude, especially under the premise that Li Ran knew the identity of the other party's S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, and he could conclude that it was 100% an excuse to shirk without thinking.

It's just that since the other party said so, Ye Man in the martial arts hall couldn't force the other party anymore, so he could only sigh silently and replied: "Okay, in that case, it's still more important to be a family, you have been in the martial arts hall for a short time, and I haven't taught you anything, I just hope that you can practice horse steps diligently in the future, although you can't enhance your fighting ability, but at least you can strengthen your body." ”

"I see, master." Nodding, Mike deliberately made a reluctant and guilty expression: "I'm sorry, master, I disappointed you." ”

"It's not your fault." Shaking his head slightly, Ye Man still looked elegant: "This just means that our master-apprentice fate is not deep." ”

Chinatown, inside the martial arts hall, Ip Man watched Mike leave.

In the antique shop, Li Ran couldn't help touching his chin, he always felt that things were not so simple.

In particular, as an intelligence and espionage organization, how could S.H.I.E.L.D. give up so easily in the face of Ip Man's obviously suspicious existence.

Thinking of this, Li Ran couldn't help but pay more attention.

……

"A portion of golden ratio roasted wheat."

After an unfriendly discussion with Obadiah and the shareholders' meeting, Tony arrives in front of the food truck, he needs a little food to soothe his bad mood.

"By the way, are there any ordinary buns like before?" Glancing at [Xie Lu], who was concentrating on cooking in the food truck, Tony asked as if he had suddenly thought of something.

"You mean Gold is smiling." Looking up, he glanced at Tony, and then said.

"That's right, that's it." Tony raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"Didn't you say you didn't want it before?" In this regard, [Xie Lu] said unceremoniously.

"Well, I'll admit, I didn't really care much about that dish at the time." Waving his hand, Tony excused himself, "I tasted it afterwards, and it did taste okay." ”

[Xie Lu]: "......"

Tony: "......"

"Well, it tastes delicious." Under the pressure of [Xie Lu]'s gaze, Tony had to admit.

"It's just an occasional dish, and I don't have the right ingredients right now." Silently retracting his gaze, [Xie Lu] continued to reply.

"Okay."

Although it is a pity, but in the past, Tony is very clear about the character of the owner of the fast food truck in front of him, so he didn't force it too much, picked up the roasted wheat in front of him, and tasted it.

"Boss, how would it feel if you did something that everyone thought was wrong, only what you thought was right?" Eating siu mai, Tony suddenly opened his mouth to [Xie Lu] in the fast food truck.

"You shouldn't ask me about this kind of thing, I'm just a cook."

The expected solution did not appear, and [Xie Lu] unceremoniously poured a basin of cold water on Tony.

Pulling the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, Tony explained to himself, "Well, maybe I've been thinking too much lately. ”

"In fact, you don't need anyone's answer, you should already have your own answer in your heart."

Raising his eyebrows, Tony looked at [Xie Lu] in front of him, and stuffed the last roasted wheat in his hand into his mouth: "Does your fast food truck have a delivery service?" ”

"Nope."

"Possibly, I won't be able to eat your food for a while."