[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

The wayward Tony did not appear at the press conference. Ms. Pepper from Stark Industries came forward, not just Lydia, but almost all the reporters who participated in the conference felt a little unmotivated.

Pepper's answers to the questions were watertight, unlike Tony who always likes to make some big news.

But even so, the reporters still raised their hands one by one. Kelly pushed the small question cards prepared in advance to Lydia with her left hand, and kept taking notes with her right hand, speaking very fast: "This is what I prepared in advance. You can combine these to raise your hand and ask a question.”

The questions on the card were tricky and not very friendly. If the Iron Man answered, he might have to say something interesting, but Pepper was not fooled, and these questions might not bother her.

Lydia smiled while looking at the traps on the card, and finally raised her hand with everyone, and she was drawn after a short wait. She stared at Pepper: "So——when the enemy's weapons became more powerful, I doubt that the steel Does Xia have the ability to be responsible for the safety of the people?"

"We all know that as long as there is the first one, there will be counterfeit products soon. Stark Industries can't guarantee that your technology will be ten or twenty years ahead of others." Lydia had a polite smile on her face, What he said was aggressive.

Pepper was silent for a while, but Stark strode out from the back door: "I can guarantee it."

Everyone turned their eyes away from Pepper, and all the reporters became excited. The flashing lights that flashed for a few seconds now made people's eyes hurt.

The expression on Lydia's face didn't change at all, as if she wasn't the one who teased Iron Man on the boat last night, her tone was still very polite: "But everyone knows that there have been many successful imitations of your battle suit , and at that time in court, you also guaranteed that there would be no successful imitation of your armor.”

Iron Man glanced at her, walked to the rostrum, and turned the microphone in his direction. His dark brown eyes scanned the circle. Everyone who was a little agitated gradually sat down, and the only one who stood was Lydia. It is very conspicuous.

"But technology is always going to improve." Tony looked down at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, "This——Miss reporter from New York News, I don't think I've stopped my research, and those people will Stop, what I can guarantee is that Stark Industries' technology is 20 years ahead of those people."

Lydia paused for a moment, smiled decently, nodded and sat down: "I hope you can do it."

Tony watched a large group of reporters raise their hands, pushed away the microphone in front of him, and stood on the rostrum expressionlessly silent. Pepper glanced at him and took the microphone: "The fbi has confirmed the attack last night It was an accident, the ship originally belonged to a small force in the North Atlantic Ocean, and I don’t know how it drifted here during this period of time, you are welcome to ask the FBI for verification.”

Who believes it!

The reporter's reaction became more intense, but Tony grabbed the microphone: "Thank you for coming."

Then he and Pepper walked down side by side, ignoring the group of reporters behind who were arguing like they were about to rebel.

"It's very interesting." After tidying up the small cards, Lydia returned them to Kelly with a smile.

But the social news is still not as interesting as the Super English version.

The social news belongs to Kylie, and Lydia followed to learn the atmosphere and questioning methods of the press conference, and there is no need to write a press release, so when they walked out of Stark Industries, Lydia was already off work , but Kelly still needs to go back to catch up on the manuscript, and the two parted at the door.

The reporters who came to interview were basically in a hurry to go back to catch up on the manuscript. By the time Lydia walked slowly to the taxi stop with her bag on her back, all the cars there had already left.

Lydia lowered her head and stared at the toes of her high heels, and didn't notice that there was a hole coming from behind: "Reporter from New York News."

"Mr. Stark." Lydia was not frightened at all, turned her head and raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled at Tony, "My name is Lydia Morrison."

"Lydia." Tony chose to ignore the surname, and called Lydia's name familiarly. Lydia didn't take it seriously, and asked with the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "Now you are here to make an appointment with me tonight. ?"

Tony followed her lead: "May I invite you to dinner?"

"Okay, but just exercise after dinner." Lydia said with a smile, "I think we are more suitable for maintaining the relationship between fans and idols."

"I don't think so," Tony said casually, and then took Lydia to the parking lot. "Maybe after you try it, you will find other relationships are better?"

Lydia knew that he was just teasing casually, so she didn't take it seriously: "Oh, then I might have to miss this beautiful relationship, what a pity."

While talking, they had arrived at the parking lot. Tony's sports car had his style very much. The red color was exactly the same as the red color of his armor, flamboyant and coquettish.

Lydia sat in the co-pilot, and Tony pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on before starting the car.

The acceleration of the sports car is much faster than that of ordinary cars. This car is still a convertible sports car. Lydia's long hair is disheveled in the wind. She is not afraid of the speed of the car, but the movement of pulling her hair makes her feel a little helpless : "So where are we going?"

Tony looked in a good mood, and replied with a smile: "You will know when you arrive."

Five minutes later, this million-dollar luxury sports car stopped in front of a hamburger restaurant. It looked a bit out of place with the bicycles in front of the store.

But Tony didn't care about this. He parked the car casually on the side of the road and walked into the store first.

Lydia looked at the hamburger restaurant, then at the expensive suit on Tony, couldn't help laughing, and walked a few steps to follow: "So you brought me to this restaurant for dinner?"

"This cheeseburger is good." Tony pushed the door in, and Lydia grabbed his wrist and pulled him back: "Don't want this one."

Tony looked at her, and Lydia, who was wearing a serious business attire, was standing beside him, smiling at him generously: "I know there is a mobile stall on the next street, and the cheeseburger sold there is better .”

Tony stared at Lydia for a while, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he didn't ask any questions. He drove a sports car with Lydia and turned across a street, and went to the stall that Lydia mentioned to buy. Four cheeseburgers sat in the car and ate them.

"It tastes good." Tony leaned back in the chair relaxedly, and praised with a bite of the burger.

Lydia's speed was much faster than him. Tony had eaten less than half of it. She had already put the wrapping paper of the first hamburger aside, unwrapped the second hamburger, and heard Tony's praise , smiled so much that he rolled his eyes: "Of course, I used to eat at this restaurant."

Before Tony finished the first hamburger, Lydia had already eaten two. She took out a tissue and wiped her mouth. On the edge of the seat, the upper body leaned towards Tony.

She turned her head slightly, and kissed Tony without warning, then quickly pulled back when Tony wanted to deepen the kiss, and opened the car door without forgetting to take the hamburger wrapping paper away.

Lydia stood outside the car and turned her head to look at Tony, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, showing a smile: "Thank you for your dinner, I wish you a pleasant night."

Tony watched her disappear into the subway station, picked up the hamburger in his hand and put it down, and finally said to the air: "Jarvis, order me a New York news."

"Okay, sir." The car radio uttered a mature male voice full of British style.