[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

"I said, there is no need to hold any internal seminars." Emanuel said, "It's meaningless. The combined shareholding ratio of Tony and I has exceeded 50.00%, and we have absolute say in the company."

"Wait, you mean..."

"That's right..." Emanuel said calmly, "I support Tony Stark's decision."

"Mr. Green, you..."

Before the conversation was finished, Emmanuel interrupted him directly: "Sorry, I'm a bit busy now, can we talk about the specific situation later?"

"You can't do this, it's irresponsible to the company..."

"I don't need to be responsible to Stark Industries, I only need to be responsible to Tony Stark."

After finishing speaking, Emmanuel hung up the phone.

He stood there for a while and sighed softly.

He was really fortunate that he was so courageous and decisive to buy a large number of shares in Stark Industries.

Otherwise, Tony may be isolated in Stark Industries now. If no one can stand behind him and support him unswervingly, he may have a difficult life.

It's also thanks to Stan being sent to the detention center by himself, otherwise Tony's situation would only get worse if he was left to dominate Stark Industries.

Fortunately, these problems have been resolved in advance.

Emanuel, who has been tired for so long, just wants to take a good rest, and it is not impossible to play with Tony for a while.

——When he realized his own thoughts, he couldn't help laughing: Unknowingly, Tony Stark had already occupied such an important position in his heart.

After walking around the room twice, Emmanuel walked into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator to find some water to drink, but he saw that there were all kinds of cocktails piled up in it.

Emanuel: "..."

Just relying on this refrigerator, he seemed to have seen the chaos of the party in this room.

He suddenly remembered what Tony said to him at the press conference a few hours ago: "I haven't eaten a good one in a month. I really miss the cheeseburger and the cookies you made."

Emmanuel paused as he closed the refrigerator.

After a long while, he re-opened the refrigerator somewhat resignedly, and found a few eggs and a bag of flour hidden in the corner: "Forget it, let's just clean him up."

Half an hour later, Emmanuel walked to the basement door with a plate of cookies.

"Iris recognition, permission confirmation. Welcome, Mr. Green."

The closed glass door opened quickly, and Emanuel walked in, and saw Tony buried in a pile of precision instruments at a glance.

He was wearing goggles, sitting on a chair, holding something that looked like a laser pointer in his hand, and he didn't know what kind of black technology he was working on.

Blue sparks splashed from his hands from time to time, looking beautiful and terrifying.

It was inconvenient for Emanuel to disturb him, so he put the cookie in his hand on the empty table beside him, found a random place to sit down, and began to watch Tony's work.

He seems to have completely indulged in the world of technology and engineering. Even though his eyes are tightly blocked by goggles, Emmanuel can still see the kind of single-mindedness and concentration on his face, as if the only thing left in the world is It is the same as the device in his hand.

He didn't even notice that Emanuel had walked into the basement and was sitting not far from him.

Those instruments, experimental devices and machinery that Emanuel couldn't name at all seemed to have become creative works of art in Tony's hands.

At this time, Tony has completely lost his playboy-like, casual to somewhat frivolous temperament. Instead, he looks like an inventor with a great craftsman spirit, calm, serious, and precise.

This is much more attractive than his usual playboy look.

Emanuel watched quietly from the side, until Tony suddenly stopped his work, pulled off the goggles, and looked at Emanuel who was sitting aside: "What, it smells so good .”

Emmanuel smiled: "Excuse me?"

"Wow..." Tony put down the instrument in his hand, walked to Emmanuel, picked up a cookie from the plate, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely while chewing: "Are you What kind of magician? Suddenly, a biscuit appeared."

"Yeah..." Emanuel said.

Well, he can indeed conjure things anytime, anywhere.

"Really?" Tony asked.

"Of course it's made of things in your kitchen, otherwise, you really think I'm a magician?" Emmanuel laughed.

"..." Tony paused, and then said after a while, "If you don't tell me, I even forgot about the kitchen."

"You never use it?" Emmanuel asked.

Tony shook his head: "Never use it, and no one will use it. Maybe Pepper will add some ingredients from time to time. I don't know."

Emanuel was taken aback.

Yes, in such a big house, strictly speaking, Tony actually lives alone.

He at least had Miles with him, but Tony had just cold machinery and a disembodied artificial intelligence.

Before Emmanuel could say a word of comfort, Tony suddenly added another sentence: "You can't say that, last time that model named Susan still used microwaves..."

Halfway through the conversation, Tony suddenly realized something was wrong!

He stopped immediately, with an expression of "I didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything".

Emanuel: "..."

hehe. )

"Your craftsmanship is getting better and better." Tony saw that Emmanuel's expression was a little bit wrong, and quickly tried to remedy it, "It's unbelievable, this is even better than a Michelin three-star chef, why don't you consider entering it? Catering industry? I can be your investor."

"..." Emmanuel had a cold face.

You know what, Tony, sometimes rainbow farts are so outrageous it sounds like sarcasm.

Tony also realized this, he quickly coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "Uh... By the way, do you have somewhere to go tonight, or stay at my house."

"I'm going back to New York tonight," Emanuel said.

"Why?" Tony frowned.

"I just received a court summons." Emmanuel shrugged helplessly, "Let me go to court tomorrow, you know, the court where Stan is tried."

"Why?" Tony frowned.

"I don't know. I didn't need to appear in court. But I was summoned not as a witness, but as a party."

Emmanuel also frowned, he faintly felt that he might have overlooked something, but he couldn't figure out what went wrong.

He confirmed that he did not leave any clues that might be against him, maybe this is just a normal process?

Tony didn't have much reaction: "Then there's no other way, I'll take you back tonight?"

"No, take a good rest." Emmanuel said, "I think your road is going to be unstable."

"The road is not stable? Tell the truth, Iman, not only can I walk now, but I can also fly into the sky." Tony said with a serious face.

"Oh..." Emanuel responded.

"I didn't lie to you," Tony said.

"Yes, yes, I know." Emanuel said perfunctorily, "Is there anything you Tony Stark can't do, it's just going to the sky, and it's no problem picking stars."

Tony: "..."

Alas, in this impetuous era, no one believes the truth.

"See anything in this house that interests you?" Tony asked.

"Hmm..." Emmanuel responded.

"Tell me, what interests you?" Tony asked.

Emmanuel glanced at him: "Why do I feel that you are expecting me to say something?"

"No…" Tony denied immediately, too quickly to be suspicious.

"..." Emmanuel was speechless for a while, "Your house is quite big."

"Of course..." Tony said.

"Why don't you hire some servants?" Emanuel asked.

"Not used to..."

"..." The implication is that you are used to being alone?

Tony stuffed another cookie into his mouth, and asked vaguely while chewing: "Why, you want to move in and live with me? Although it doesn't sound very reserved, I just like this kind of directness and boldness." !"

Emmanuel: "I found out that you have a superpower."

——That is, you can turn the topic in a strange direction anytime, anywhere, no matter how serious the topic is.

Tony: "Have you finally discovered my charismatic super attractive ability!?"

Emmanuel almost choked to death without raising his breath, and suddenly couldn't bear it: "Can you show some face!"

Tony: "Am I telling the truth?"

Alas, in this impetuous age, no one would believe the truth.

Emanuel: "..."

The two chatted casually for a while, and half an hour later, Emmanuel, who was so angry that his liver ached, left Tony's house and took his own car to the airport.

After Tony sent Emanuel away, he limped back to the basement, sat on a chair, and while eating the few cookies left, he held his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and said: "Help me connect to Pepper, I have something to discuss with her."

"Connected..."

Pepper's face soon appeared on the holographic screen: "Tony, where have you been? You don't answer the phone calls, shareholders and reporters are going crazy..."

"I have something more important to talk to you about." Tony said, "About Stan's matter, do you know when the court will start?"

"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon." Pepper said, "Tony, this is not important now, the top priority is to calm down first..."

"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon." Tony nodded, "then there is only one day left, and we have to make good use of this day."

Pepper finally realized something, she frowned, "Tony, what are you going to do?"

Tony moved out his toolbox and a large number of sophisticated experimental equipment again, and said while preparing for the work: "Iman has helped us so much, don't you want to repay us, Pepper?"

"Of course..." Pepper said, she knows best how much Emanuel has paid for Stark Industries this month, but Emanuel doesn't lack anything and can solve everything by himself. There's nothing she can do to help.

"Then..." Tony raised his head and said with a serious face, "We have to hurry up and work."

His caramel-colored eyes filled with cynical and frivolous attitude turned out to be as deep as the vast starry sky at this moment, and no one could guess what he was trying to do.

Too often, people are deceived by his playboy appearance and forget that Tony Stark is a genius beyond compare—and not just in science.

Geniuses always see farther than ordinary people.

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