But even if you are speechless, it hurts.

Does Pepper Potts have any other choice but to obediently let Tony Stark toss?

She's just a little assistant!

"Are you sure?"

"I mean, it's your 'final decision,' right?"

"You're not going to change your mind again and suddenly tell me you're going to Las Vegas again, are you?"

Pepper Potts took out Tony Stark's itinerary and stared at him for confirmation.

"Even if I do change my mind, it's too late, right?"

"So, what you're worried about won't happen."

"Relieved?"

Tony Stark threw his hands at Pepper Potts.

Pepper Potts thought that this was indeed the case, so he didn't say anything more.

Instead, he picked up a pen and made some changes to the itinerary.

"And!"

Soon, though.

Pepper Potts found another problem and reminded Tony Stark in a deep voice.

"You need to go to Afghanistan tomorrow, and it's not something you can cancel just by saying you can't do it."

"If you do want to cancel, I think you'd better talk to Stan."

"Need me to get you in touch?"

Tony Stark's brow furrowed slightly, it was quite unpleasant.

With his current status, there are really not many things that can't be shirked, and he may not encounter them a few times a year.

But tomorrow's trip to Afghanistan is just one of them.

It's a completely different thing from an awards ceremony or something.

Whether he goes to the award ceremony or not will no one take it seriously, and it may be that Rhodes will be depressed.

After all, he released the pigeons by Tony the Great.

But tomorrow's trip to Afghanistan, so many military bigwigs are there, even senior officers at the general level.

Where is his Tony Stark willful?

"No need."

Tony Stark waved his hand.

It's nothing more than a trip to Afghanistan, and it won't be delayed for long.

It's time to travel!

"Except for tomorrow's deal, everything else has been canceled!"

Again, I left this sentence on Pepper Potts.

Tony Stark didn't hesitate and left his office.

Only his little assistant shook his head helplessly.

It's really tiring to follow a wayward boss like Tony Stark.

……

While!

Gently put the washed tableware away, Zhou Cheng wiped his hands, and sat back on the sofa.

I began to ponder it further.

Although he had previously belittled the original Mark armor in his diary to the point of being useless.

But it's actually just YY.

At this moment, calm down and think about it carefully, even if the original Mark is scum, it has extremely high commercial value.

Don't look ugly and bulky, but being able to put it into use smoothly and flexibly is actually very remarkable.

That's not something that just any company can do.

Even at present, there are basically no companies that can do it.

Just what Tony Stark knocked out with a sledgehammer in the cave is already above the current era.

This is not an exaggeration at all.

If nothing else, look no further than Hammer Industries.

Although in the "Iron Man" series of movies, Justin Hammer appeared several times, all of them were reduced to Tony Stark's background board.

Being trampled on the ground by Tony Stark and rubbed hard, all kinds of humiliation.

It's like a clown jumping off the beam.

But in fact, Hammer Industries is very good!

It's just that it can't compare to the behemoth of the Stark Group.

But even for a company of Hammer Industries' size, what kind of crooked melons and cracked dates are the robots it makes?

You can trip yourself when you walk, and you can break your waist when you turn around.

Not to mention taking off, it's like a monkey flying around.

That's a miserable one.

It's really not just a matter of energy sources.

Zhou Cheng believes.

If he really gets his hands on the blueprints of the original Warframe, he will definitely be able to sell them for a good price.

But it's still that key question, Zhou Cheng doesn't know where the cave is at all!

Could it be true that he went to Obadiah Stein to rob it, as written in his diary?

Well, this is actually Zhou Cheng's YY.

Just think about it casually.

He really doesn't want to rob or anything just because he makes money.

Although Obadiah Stan is not a good person, he is fundamentally different from the terrorists of the Ten Commandments.

Go to the cave to snatch the blueprints from the Ten Commandments, and go to Stan's office to snatch the blueprints from the other party.

The nature is completely different.

The former Zhou Cheng has no pressure, but for the latter, Zhou Cheng feels that he still can't do it.

Not to mention.

This kind of thing can't be done with brute force, reality is not a movie!

"Come to think of it, it's more reliable to sell a house and buy stocks!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Cheng finally shook his head a little helplessly.

Although the money from selling the house doesn't seem like much, it is actually not a small amount for an ordinary person like him!

Taking advantage of the ups and downs of the Stark Group, you can also make a lot of money.

At least it was the money that the original Zhou Cheng couldn't earn in his life.

Isn't that okay?

You can't be too greedy!

"Then it's decided!"

After thinking about it, Zhou Cheng still made such a decision.

Considering that the time is almost up, the Pole Award ceremony has begun, and Zhou Cheng has not had too much friction.

I plan to go to an intermediary company, find a real estate agent, and specifically implement the sale of the house.

I changed my clothes and was about to visit the door.

But as soon as he opened the door, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Because a tall, small-headed, and familiar white man appeared in Zhou Cheng's sight.

The other party was standing right outside Zhou Cheng's door, blocking Zhou Cheng's way.

There is no doubt that he came for Zhou Cheng.

"Little?"

Zhou Cheng almost blurted out.

Because the white man in front of him looks exactly the same as Deadpool's little, there is no difference.

Or rather, the only difference.

It's just that this person's face is not a pitted moon face like a little.

Rather, it is an intact, normal human face.

Is it Wade, who hasn't become a little yet, or someone else who looks alike?

Such a thought quickly flashed through Zhou Cheng's mind.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you outside my house?"

Zhou Cheng looked directly at the white man in front of him and asked the question in his heart.

"Also, you shouldn't be called Wade Wilson by the right name, right?"

I really couldn't suppress the curiosity in my heart, and Zhou Cheng added.

Then Zhou Cheng saw it.

The man who originally looked cold and coquettish suddenly showed surprise on his face.

"You know me?"