Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man

Chapter 6 Hans Industries
"HAPPY!"

"Here we come, boss."

A sturdy, handsome, and honest-looking man came over.

"Prepare the car and go home."

Sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, surrounded by a virtuous and slender Pepper.

Ye Qingyang took out a glass of iced Coke from the refrigerator and took a sip.

"The air in this beautiful country is good, and the temperature is also suitable. Compared with those places in the middle of the world where the birds don't shit, it is really a heaven and an underground."

"Boss, there is a reception tonight, which is hosted by Hans, the group president of Hans Industries. Do you want to go?" Little Pepper asked with a transparent tablet in his hand.

"Ah, am I so busy with my business? Do I have to devote myself to intense work as soon as I come back?" Ye Qingyang was full of reluctance.

Sure enough, it is corrupt capitalism, always using this kind of feasting and feasting to corrupt itself.

It's no wonder that Tony Shi Dake has become a playboy at such a young age, and who can stand up to the beauty of the car.

I decided to challenge my weakness.

"Since it's necessary for work, then I'll go without any trouble." Ye Qingyang pretended to be deep.

Little Pepper's smile narrowed, and he gave Ye Qingyang the back of his head.

I thought that this playful young man would be more stable when he came back from the central part of the world this time, but he didn't expect that the nature of the country is easy to change.

Or the big Han people are right, dogs can't change eating shit!
Changing into a decent suit, Ye Qingyang chose a silver Audi R8 sports car and galloped out from Stark Tower.

He has never seen a high society reception.

Tonight, we must criticize and criticize these wealthy financial bosses, and save some women who have stumbled by the way.

Whether it is physically or mentally, I have to purify them!
For the Holy Light!

For justice!

I—Tony—Ye Qingyang—big shit, decided to sacrifice myself and fight for the great cause of mankind for the rest of my life!
"Squeak-"

The tires rubbed violently against the asphalt.

"Dear Mr. Tony Shit, welcome!"

It was Hans, the host of the reception, who came to greet him.

A small character who has no presence in Marvel movies.

Of course, that's just a movie. In the real world, Hans Industries has a market value of tens of billions of dollars.

Hans Industry is mainly involved in heat dissipation silicone grease, oil products, lubricating oil and other fields.

In the beautiful country, it can be regarded as among the best.

"Oh, isn't this my old friend Hans? What beauty did you invite today?" Ye Qingyang shouted exaggeratedly as soon as he got out of the car.

"You must like them." Hans gave him a look that any man could understand.

"I like it? I want to see what the taste of the big shit is?" Ye Qingyang remained calm, and walked in with Hans shoulder to shoulder.

The place where the reception was held this time was Hans' own manor, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres of land.

The spacious hall is brightly lit.

Ye Qingyang seemed to see that sitting in the corner of the hall and playing the piano was Lang Lang, a piano genius from the Great Han Kingdom.

It can be seen that the standard of this reception is very high.

Rich people really know how to play, no wonder they all want to be rich.

Fortunately, now I have become a rich man, and I am a top student among the rich.

Several Victoria's Secret models dressed in cool clothes were acting as waiters and shuttled through the crowd, feasting Ye Qingyang's eyes.

"Why, do you like it?" Hans whispered.

"I'll save a room for you later, you can play hard!"

"Haha, old friend is really interesting!" Ye Qingyang was also the first time Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

The eyes are going to be dazzled.

"Mr. Big Shit, I heard that your company is developing a new type of missile recently? I wonder if you can play with me. I guarantee that the price of Hans Industrial's products will be the lowest in the industry!" Hans took a glass of brandy and left. come over.

"What? What missile? Why don't I know?" Ye Qingyang was a little puzzled.

To be honest, apart from knowing a few major villains and heroes in the Marvel world, Ye Qingyang also has an understanding of the general direction of the plot.

What Stark Industries, Hans Industries, he didn't even know how many blocks there were in New York.

"Hey, stop pretending. Who doesn't know that you are a famous weapon research genius in the United States of America. The vice president of your company, Obadiah, has already held a press conference." Hans had a look of disbelief and cursed in his heart.

"This bastard has a big shit, and the acting is getting better and better. It seems that we won't be able to take him down tonight without some blood!"

Poor Hans really thought that Ye Qingyang was just raising the price.

And Ye Qingyang really didn't know about his own group.

But when he heard the name Obadiah, Ye Qingyang remembered it instantly.

This TM is a rebellious boy!

He is a conspirator who deliberately wants to seek power and usurp the throne!Old silver coins!
It seems that this old silver coin was responsible for being kidnapped by an armed group in a country in the middle of the world this time.

OK, I can't remember unless you tell me.

I'll clean up this old silver coin later!
I want him not to see the sun at four o'clock in the morning in New York!
"Oh, that's what you're talking about. Hey, I was so scared by the militants that I forgot about it. It's no problem. Either of us will be with the other. You can send over the cooperation plan tomorrow and leave it to Peibo." Ye Qingyang Although he doesn't understand business, he wants to carry forward the Dahan Kingdom's way of dealing with people, talking about people when he sees people, and talking nonsense when he sees people.

"Good brother! That's interesting! Tonight I have two virgin girls from the fighting nation, I can have fun with you." Hans had achieved his goal and immediately laughed heartily.

"What kind of fighting nation? It means that they are especially capable of fighting at certain times?" Ye Qingyang pretended to ask.

"Mr. Big Shit, I found out that you went to the middle of the world, and now you can drive on any broken road." Hans was speechless.

The car was caught off guard and almost broke his old waist.

"It's getting late, I'll take those two hairy girls you mentioned, so I won't bother you tonight." Ye Qingyang drank the champagne in his hand.

Just kidding, of course the first battle with the fighting girl will be at your own home court, who knows if you have any voyeuristic cameras here.

Maybe I will become the front page of the global entertainment magazine just like Mr. Chen.

Or I will always occupy the top spot on the Omen Casino, the dealer's licensing website.

You must know that you have been rewarded with superpowers by the system, and girls of any nationality will tremble when they see him.

"Brother Shi Dake is open and bright, brother, I admire you from the bottom of my heart." Hans snapped his fingers.

A bodyguard in a black suit came over.

"Send those two women to Mr. Shit's car."

"Yes, boss." The black bodyguard nodded and went down to make arrangements.

(End of this chapter)