[Iron Man] Did the president save the world today?

Amy stayed in New York like this. What made her very proud was that Stark trusted her very much. After studying with Pepper for two months, she gradually became able to be independent, so she also helped Pepper share a lot. Work, but some things still need to be done by Pepper himself.

"Dear Amy, don't match clothes for me in the future." Stark was going crazy. Does the silver-gray suit have to be paired with jeans, a yellow shirt and a green tie? !

Amy frowned and said unwillingly: "Sir, I think this set is pretty good. Otherwise, you can try it, maybe it will work well!"

"That's enough Amy, I don't want to wear such strange clothes for a second." Stark rubbed the bridge of his nose. Color, she was blinded in both eyes, like a color blind.

"Okay..." Amy was disappointed, and Stark breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was relieved, but he didn't want Amy to say again: "In this case, Jarvis, build a model of Mr. This suit, oh, since the mister doesn't want to see himself in it, paint your face off."

"Yes, Miss Amy."

"Jarvis! How dare you--oh no!"

However, a 3D model of exactly the same size as Stark himself appeared in front of him, and he was still wearing that wonderful set of clothes.

"Look, sir!" Amy clasped her hands together, tears welling up in her eyes, "Your handsomeness with such a mix-and-match style will definitely make it to Fashion Week!"

Stark made a gesture with a dark face, and the model disappeared from his eyes. Amy hung her head sadly. Stark was indifferent to this and decided to get up and pick out clothes by himself.But Jarvis said regretfully, "Sir, this suit is actually pretty good."

Stark's eyes widened: "Do you guys with the surname Jarvis lack aesthetics in their DNA?"

Amy: "I'm a postmodernist, sir."

Jarvis: "I don't have DNA, sir."

Stark sneered as he walked: "You, Amy, stop your insulting postmodernism; you, Jarvis, are you proud of not having DNA?"

Amy watched him leave from the basement without any regrets, feeling very sad in her heart. As a professional housekeeper, she couldn't even figure out her husband's taste. What face would she have to meet her father in Nevada!

"Jarvis, send my husband's dressing data for the past two years to my computer, and I will definitely be able to study his favorite style!"

"Okay, Miss Amy. Data search, media photos, data classification, data sorting, and sent."

Amy smiled gratifiedly: "Jarvis, you are really the pride of our butler community, and the Jarvis family is proud of you!"

"Miss Amy, I was created by my husband. In essence, I have nothing to do with the Jarvis family."

Amy's gratified smile collapsed: "You put aside the family relationship between us?"

"Miss Amy—"

"Why don't we get married, so you and I have a relationship, look, you don't even need to change your surname." Amy said excitedly.

"Miss Amy..."

"The people of the United States of America will understand us!"

"Sorry to interrupt, but you have a call, Miss Amy. From Colonel Roddy."

"Oh, come in." Amy said seriously.

Today is Valentine's Day. Pepper and her boyfriend who have been talking for two weeks went out on a date. In order to win this rare vacation, she prepared for a long time, and finally found the opportunity to temporarily hand everything over to Amy. Colonel Roddy called Most of them are personal matters, and Pepper usually arranges Stark's personal affairs directly. Well, Amy basically helps Stark handle company affairs and various meetings and ceremonies to be attended.

Oh, don't think that Pepper's job will be easier than Amy's, we all know the boss is Mr. Stark, and his personal problems are as complicated as Hodge's conjecture.

Amy has always respected Pepper. For example, she just dealt with Stark's one-night stand, and there are 42 ways according to her identity.However, each may have their own strengths. Pepper is not good at dealing with the questioning of the group of board members, but she is more than capable.

"Sir?" Amy knocked on the door of the room, and said, "Colonel Roddy reminds you not to forget the annual summit award ceremony in Las Vegas at night."

There was a muffled answer from inside. Amy was about to leave, but the door suddenly opened. Stark was buttoning his shirt, revealing the edge of his collarbone. Purple tie.

Amy's eyes finally fell on the tie, um, it still looks green.she thought regretfully.

Ignoring Amy's dissatisfied eyes, Stark asked: "Why didn't I see Miss Potts today, isn't she the one who usually chooses clothes and tells me not to forget something?"

"Miss Potts needs to rest, she asked you for leave yesterday." Amy said patiently, "It's just that you were drunk last night, whether you heard it or not is another matter."

"She took advantage of me?" Stark put on his tie and said casually, "Is she tired of me?"

"Nobody's going to tire of you, sir, trust me," said Amy earnestly.

Stark and her looked at each other for two seconds, and said, "Call Happy, we'll go there now."

"Okay sir." Amy added, "but it may be a little early now." In the past few months, she has learned that her boss is definitely not someone who will arrive early, even if the world is destroyed by a flood, he will definitely It's the one with the latest Ark.

Stark approached, his big eyes locked on her firmly, and his slow and low voice was particularly provocative: "It's okay, we can go to some places to kill time."

The boss's eyes are probably poisonous. Anyway, when she came back to her senses, she was already in a Las Vegas casino, and the boss was hugging left and right and playing dice. Then a black man in military uniform appeared in the field of vision, Amy Startled, he immediately moved away from the crowd and pulled Stark back: "Sir, you forgot to attend tonight's awards ceremony, and Colonel Roddy walked over angrily, just in your direction at four o'clock."

"Okay, Miss Jarvis, there's no need to remind him." Rody held her by the collar, as if playing, and put her directly behind him, and the two of them seemed to start arguing.

Stark was still calm and personable, but Colonel Roddy was slightly angry.

Then the two walked out of the dice area while chatting, and Amy followed immediately. Stark threw a trophy from the front, and Amy caught it firmly. Everything was perfect, except for the glamorous Vanity Fair reporter.It was a pretty punctual woman, she saw Hubby and Stark exchanged glances, it was clearly an expression of "Oh, she's the one tonight"...

Well, as long as the boss is happy.

Amy thought of the glorious days of Mr. Howard that her father had said, and she thought that the DNA of people surnamed Stark must have the word "picking up girls" in capital bold italics.