China Entertainment: I am a big boss in the industry

Chapter 749 Parliamentary Subpoena
Tony wanted to drive, and that was okay.

After all, his driving skills are recognized to be good.

So when the bodyguard heard this "request", he just shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything to refuse.

After getting the "permission from the bodyguard", Tony gave the beautiful girl in front of him a few more seconds.

"So what do you want to do here today?"

"I want to see you."

Mahir's smile was bright.

She held the shoulder strap of her shoulder bag and leaned in to speak.

"Oh?"

"Congratulations, you got to see me."

As he spoke, Tony opened the driver's door.

Not a single extra glance was given to Maher.

After closing the car door and sitting down, Tony cleared his throat, as if he had just remembered something: "Excuse me, do you have time later?"

Maher shook the list in his hand twice, did not respond, but raised his hand and handed the list to Tony.

"Here, the transfer ticket."

After hearing this and seeing the subpoena handed over by the beautiful woman, the faint smile that Tony had originally maintained on his face disappeared instantly.

He frowned and said "OH" unwillingly.

Then he turned his head away and didn't want to look at it anymore.

The burly man sitting in the passenger seat bent over and took the subpoena.

Then he spoke with a gentle attitude and expression.

"Please leave it to me, young lady."

"Tony never likes to take anything from others."

Tony nodded at the right time, "Yeah, that's right."

“I’ve had this problem for a long time.”

"It wasn't meant to be directed at you."

"Give it to me." To prevent Tony from saying anything more, the man in the passenger seat quickly took the thing and interrupted him.

The woman continued to inform: "Officially, Mr. Tony Stark."

"You will be required to attend a Senate meeting tomorrow morning at nine o'clock."

Tony took a deep breath, turned his head and looked over, his voice was unexpectedly a little cold and hard.

"Can you show me your ID?"

"Hmm?" The woman raised an eyebrow.

"Do you need this anymore?"

Man in the passenger seat: “.”

Oh, God.

There was no other way, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he smiled and said, "Well, Tony... He likes documents."

I'm not asking for it because I doubt your identity!
Don't get me wrong!

Maher nodded, then took out his ID card with understanding.

"OK."

She pulled out the proof and displayed it in her hands.

She raised her eyebrows, bit her lower lip, and spoke with a happy expression.

"Now that you've seen it, what do you think? Do you like it?"

Tony's eyes were fixed on the ID card she was holding in her hand.

Then he nodded and casually echoed, "Yeah."

At this moment, Tony no longer had any desire to spend a night with the beautiful woman.

Turned the car key.

Seeing Tony's deflated look, the beautiful lady with deep brows and golden brown eyes smiled wider.

Take two steps back in your high heels.

Watching Tony talking to the man next to him.

Tony tilted his head: "How far are we from the DC building now?" This question made the bodyguard pause and think.

"Well, that's a bit far, about 250 miles. So, do you want to go there?"

However, just as he finished asking, or even as soon as he finished speaking, Tony, who was an excellent driver, stepped on the accelerator.

Because of the fast starting speed, the tires of the sports car rubbed against the ground, making a harsh "sizzling" sound.

Half a second.

The car drove away from the entrance of the exhibition hall.

Washtenaw.

The rising sun painted the white-painted houses with a light golden red.

"Mr. Stark!"

A serious voice reminded Tony.

"Could you please sit up straight?"

"Mr. Stark!"

Parliament scene.

At this moment, Tony turned his head and leaned sideways to talk to Pepper in the back row.

Little Pepper raised her hand with a serious expression, motioning him to turn around first.

The parliamentary chairperson in front of him was already slamming the table excitedly. It was obvious that Tony's disrespect for the parliament made him very annoyed and angry!
Tony's position is quite "honorable".

First row position.

Being in such a position, he turned around and talked to his secretary as if no one was around, which showed that he simply did not take this parliament seriously.

In fact, it is true.

Tony was indeed quite disdainful.

So, when the speaker on the stage slammed the table and yelled at him to turn around, Tony still delayed for a few seconds. He didn't turn around, but just turned his head slightly and looked back at the person on the stage.

Tony asked with a puzzled and annoyed look.

"Oh, yes dear, what's wrong?"

The person in charge of the parliamentary speech: "..."

Take a deep breath.

He reminded again, "This is a very serious occasion, so could you please not look around casually during the meeting?"

Tony lowered his head and put his mouth close to the microphone.

"Absolutely."

【sure. 】

After receiving Tony's reply, the Speaker of the Parliament folded his hands, revealing the real purpose of this regular meeting, and asked.

"So, you have a special weapon that is almost a monopoly, and no one else has it except you?"

I knew it. Her crossed white legs swayed twice, and then she walked towards them.
Tony narrowed his eyes, then very quickly spoke up to object.

"NO, I have not."

"Are you sure?"

The Speaker of the Parliament asked again.

"I don't know what kind of special weapons you mentioned are."

"The definition of this kind of thing is always vague, so I don't think I have any special, secret weapon that only I own."

"This is pure nonsense."

"Of course, I'm talking about your Iron Man suit."

Tony shook his head: "Then I disagree even more."

"I don't think my battle suit is the special weapon you mentioned."

"Then can you give us a reasonable description to summarize your Iron Man suit?"

Tony finally sat up straight. He stared at the Speaker of the Parliament in front of him, who was also an official Senator, in a deep and serious voice.

He shook his head and said, "No need, sir. There is no need to force any label on an object. To me, it is what it is. There is nothing special about it."

"So? Your answer?"

The Speaker of the Parliament was not fooled by Tony's answer and continued to ask questions, trying to get Tony to give a reasonable explanation.

(End of this chapter)