"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this press conference, the first floor is the science and technology exhibition area of our universal capsule company."

"On the second floor is the drinks and reception area."

"On the third floor, there are private negotiation rooms, with leisure areas and children's display areas on both sides."

At this moment, the Universal Science and Technology Building, located in the headquarters of downtown New York, gathers more than half of the world's top scientific research talents and business tycoons.

The horde of reporters formed a crowded wall on the periphery, and it was impossible to count how many flashes were shooting every second.

Silky hair that blooms with a natural blue clarity.

The big sly eyes shimmer with the sparkle of wisdom.

A dazzling dress that outlines the bumpy figure.

With a calm attitude, even if he stands at the center of the world stage, he still has the same face, showing confidence and elegance.

Bulma stepped on red high heels, leading everyone step by step, smiling and raising the curvature of the corners of her mouth:

"Here, we show you the first generation of all-purpose capsules."

"Please forgive CEO Carrot Eyre for not being able to explain it to you personally."

Bulma!

The girl who once took Carrot El out of the farm is also the one with whom he changed each other's lives.

"Really, damn Al, he was always so irresponsible, he actually left me here alone when he was going to hold a press conference."

Bulma still has a light smile on the surface, and the guests are circling around the largest Vanity Fair in New York, but in her heart... But she has already greeted El millions of times for the palace sand that she has broken.

"Long time no see, Professor Otto, welcome."

A somewhat chubby, curly-haired man walked in with a smile on his face, and the relief on his face had never stopped smiling since he saw the Universal Company Building, which was an inch taller than the Stark Building:

"You've grown into a big girl, little Bulma, how are you doing now? What about the boy Al? ”

Bulma playfully compared a heart and winked (◠‿・): "I'm trying to live better!" ”

Otto Gunther Octavis.

Majoring in physical sciences, he is a world-renowned nuclear physicist and a Doctor Octopus of the Spider-Man series.

When they were in school, both Bulma and Carrot El had taken his physics classes and had the privilege of receiving his private instruction in atomic physics.

Bulma wanted to find a deeper source of energy that stimulated the effects of the Pym particles, and Carrot never underestimated his own energy.

He majored in mechanics and energetics, and was involved in the power of nuclear and atomic energy.

They are all excellent students.

Seeing this, Otto sighed in his heart that time had flown by, and his students had already achieved something, and they had already stood on the stage of the crowd, telling about the scientific research results that shocked the world.

But he... It still doesn't seem to hold the power of the sun in the palm of my hand.

Although, he has already made some achievements in neuroscience, and even if his scientific research technology is used in clinical practice, it will be a great help to the world's disabled patients!

But... Or some...

"That guy Al, it's still the same as before, and I often don't see people when I was a child, but... He never seemed to be late. ”

Bulma's eyes were tinged with memories, and the smile on the corners of her mouth unconsciously glowed with a hazy gaze from the bottom of her eyes.

Yes, he is never late.

Even if it's on the other side of the world, or at the end of cosmic time, as long as he hears his own call, he will appear in the next second.

"Whew..."

Bulma took a deep breath, after many years, shook the teenager who once had adventures with her, and now, he has also stepped into the sea of stars...

Grandchild.. Do what you want to do.

"Hey, Mr. Osborne, Harry, I didn't expect you to come so early, so I don't even know who is supposed to be in the finale."

Otto knew that Bulma would be too busy to use his hands and feet today, so he didn't bother too much.

After saying hello, he walked into the venue and walked around alone.

Norman Osborne, the head of the Osborne Group, was in charge of Harry Osborne, and a father and son approached her like elegant gentlemen.

Old Osborne's face looked very soft. The straight suit was neat and meticulous like an obsessive-compulsive person, and he smiled and nodded at Bulma:

"Because we can't wait to see your products, Ms. Bulma."

Beside his father, Harry pulled a rose from the pocket of his scarf on his chest and handed it to Bulma:

"If my father can't wait to see your research, I can't wait to see your beauty, ma'am."

Bulma was a little embarrassed to see this, but as the second only old driver of the Turtle Immortal in Dragon Ball's works, she had long been accustomed to these small scenes, and smiled at the moment and took the rose:

"Thanks, Harry, but as a friendly reminder, my future husband will be jealous, even though he also has playboy tendencies."

Harrios seemed to be a little disdainful, and vaguely mocking, and asked quietly:

"You mean the farmer in Kansas?"

"Where is he now?"

"Are you shy on such an occasion?"

Bulma's eyes changed instantly.

Grim eyes glanced Harry up and down, and although his face had not changed, his tone had a faint hint of coldness:

"I hope you understand, Mr. Osborne, Jr., that this Kansas farmer is my whole world."

"And I don't think you have what it takes to match him."

With that, Bulma glanced at Norman Osborne out of the corner of his eye, and a trace of turmoil appeared in his heart.

The leak of Al's true background was expected from the day he became the CEO of Magnum Capsule.

It's just that she didn't expect it to be so soon.

To embarrass the host on such an occasion, is it trying to discourage him?

Seeing Bulma's gaze on him, Norman Osborne quickly glared at his son.

Seeing this, little Osborne had no choice but to purse his lips and muttered in a low voice:

"I'm sorry."

Seeing this, Bulma didn't say anything, nodded her head and got up to leave, she is very simple, she can boast about people, give face, scold if you don't have face, and beat if you don't give face.

Don't think that this girl is a good stubble, she dared to venture into several no-man's lands alone at the age of fifteen, but she is not a courtesan who talks to everyone:

"Leave it to yourself, you two."

Twisting her body, Bulma waved her hand and left, her face gloomy and her hand tightened, as if it contained a hard brick that could hit someone's head at any time!