China Entertainment: I am a big boss in the industry

Chapter 756: The Best in Body Management

In the middle of his beautiful pectoral muscles, a nuclear reactor device was embedded in his chest.

However, purple-black lines appeared near the chest that were not there before, and they moved radiating towards the skin around the chest like the flames of the sun.

It looked extremely ferocious.

Suddenly, Jarvis spoke up and reminded.

"Master, Miss Potts is here."

"I think, Master, you should let Miss Potts know..."

After calculations, Jarvis believed that Potts had the most rights and obligations to know Tony's current poor physical condition and dangerous situation.

As soon as he said this, Tony threatened him to shut up.

On the other side, Potts was already entering the password, preparing to enter.

Tony hasn't thought about this yet, or rather, he doesn't want Potts to know about it for the time being.

So he calmed his voice and reminded: "You can shut up now, Jarvis."

"We'll talk about this later."

Ok.

Jarvis is a smart, nearly omniscient artificial intelligence, so after getting the answer from his master, Tony, he almost completely understood what he meant.

Just stop talking about this topic immediately.

Take a deep breath.

Tony glanced at Pepper out of the corner of his eye, who had opened the door and walked in. He continued to drink his medicine.

Because you need to drink more than one cup of this damn stuff every day.

As soon as Pepper came in, she stared at Tony and asked incredulously: "Are you kidding me?"

"What do you mean?" Tony's face was grim as he drank the medicine. He swallowed it quickly, then smacked his lips and looked at his little Pepper.

Potts, who came over in high heels, found Tony simply unreasonable.

"Can you tell me what's going on in your mind right now?"

"Are you crazy? Otherwise, why would you have such an idea?"

Tony looked at her, then smiled and raised his hand to her: "Okay, okay, stop it. To be honest, I have other work to do now. Personally, I feel that I am still very busy."

What he meant was that he didn't quite understand why Potts was so excited.

"What on earth made you so angry?"

"Did I do something? Or are you sick?"

Tony stood up, his fingers moving up and down, "Uh...if he's sick, we have to keep our distance. Great Iron Man, I don't want to be infected for the time being."

Potts: "?"

Thank you so much.

Potts was left speechless by Tony's nonchalant attitude.

"May I ask, are you..."

"Okay, okay, talk to me calmly, okay?"

Tony walked around the machine and towards Potts.

Potts spread his hands and continued to stare in confusion.

Fuck the peace of mind.

She felt like she couldn't do it.

Potts had just received the news that Tony was going to donate very precious and valuable equipment within the group.

What made her think even more was that Tony must be crazy, the other party who donated the money.

It's actually his Boy Scout?
what?
Potts didn't understand, and didn't want to understand.

"What on earth are you thinking?" Potts exclaimed in shock, "Boy Scout—"

"Huh? What's wrong? I donate the equipment to them. I have no problem with that. Their organization is so dynamic and awesome!"

Potts: "?"

If you give such valuable equipment to the Boy Scouts, can they use it well? I want to ask you,
Tony walked while operating on the virtual screen halfway.

Finally, he concluded: "Well... Actually, I didn't look carefully at what I donated."

"Oh, right--"

Tony has one last word.

"Actually, that's not for the group's use. It's my personal property, so..."

Potts raised his hand: "I understand that, but that is not the property of the group. I have reason to say that it belongs to us, right?"

The group doesn’t have the qualifications, but don’t I?

Potts took a deep breath.

"Do you know how much time and effort I put into that?"

"Even if I was just a curator who kept it for you, a warehouse manager, and kept it for nearly ten years, I have no credit, but I have worked hard, right? Why did you hand it out without my consent?"

This is the reason that Little Pepper cannot accept the most.

Tony turned back.

"Well, to be honest, every year I keep that thing, I will be asked to pay a huge deposit. To be honest, I think we still need that deposit right now."

Potts: OK.

you win.

I, the warehouse manager, am a clown.

He took a deep breath and decided to put the matter aside. He said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Let's first talk about the remaining 954 things that still need your attention."

Spreading out the folder in his hand, Tony turned around and wanted to run when he saw Potts was about to start chanting the spell again.

But before he could run away, Potts was already standing in his path and stopped.

"Excuse me for being blunt, but the Stark Expo you recently opened seems to me to be a waste of manpower and financial resources, and it is not worth the effort."

"For the current Stark Group, you are simply wasting time."

Potts's expression was extremely serious.

Tony calmed down, pursed his lips, then held Potts' shoulders with both hands and shook him gently twice.

"Okay, okay, at this close distance, I really will be infected, okay?"

"How about this, there might be a mask somewhere in my room, you can go find one and put it on, and then we can continue our conversation."

After letting go of his hands, Tony smiled slightly, continued walking forward, and began to refute Potts's words.

"And I don't agree with your idea. For me, at least now, at this moment, this matter is the most important. Nothing is more important than him."

"Because this is the realization of my ideal. Since I want to guarantee my own exports, I must pay attention to the progress of the Expo."

Potts said he couldn't understand it.

"why?"

"You give me the feeling that after putting on that suit of steel armor, you become arrogant and self-inflated. You don't take anything seriously."

"You are now focusing all your attention on this matter, but do you know that our group is in a state of chaos and terrible?"

Potts tried to reason with the people.

Tony said, "Chaos is bad? I think it's good, especially our stock market. Do you know how high our group's stock price is now?"

Potts said incredulously: "Is a group good or not? Can we tell by its stock price?"

(End of this chapter)