Chapter 149 Tony's Status Quo

Because of Dior's arrival, Erin had the most perfect birthday of her life.

Although her parents had prepared birthday gifts for her early, and they were all valuable, but in her memory, the whole family gathered to celebrate her birthday only a few times, and they were all when she was still young. At the time, the memory was a little blurry.

Although she still couldn't wait for her busy parents to accompany her this time, she was very moved by having so many classmates, sister, and Dior singing the birthday song for her, and sharing the birthday cake with everyone. It evolved into a cream war, and it was a mess...

After the birthday party, the parents of each family came to take their children home.

In the house, they can still be heard chatting about what happened before. It can be seen that they are still very excited and can't wait to share with their families.

And their family members are also very cooperative, shouting and shouting to meet the children's sharing, but no one really takes it to heart.

"It was a hugely successful birthday party."

That night, Dior was left in the villa for the night by Jessica who was jealous, but Erin got into her sister's room at the last moment. The beloved little snowball was 'into the cold palace' and hid in the nest and looked at the empty room sadly.

In this regard, Jessica had to give Dio an apologetic look.

But he didn't notice the smug little expression and the smug nose that Irene was holding tightly to her.

"I won't let you succeed again!"

But in the middle of the night, after she couldn't help falling asleep, a figure quietly got out of bed and slipped out...

As the so-called Tao is one foot high, the devil is one foot high, Irene's little eye is obviously no match for an 'old fox' like her sister.

After a long time, a slightly tired figure walked in again, and after seeing that Irene did not wake up, he sighed in relief and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

Early the next morning, the first thing Irene did when she opened her eyes was to make sure that her sister was still in the room. When she saw that her sister was sleeping like a 'pig', and even snoring slightly, she immediately froze. He smiled with his nose, and at the same time proud of his wit yesterday.

After breakfast, Dio drove back to the restaurant with Jessica yawning and Erin's reluctant gaze.

As for finding a new residence and dealing with the bombed villa he rented before,

Although Natasha took advantage of her position to help him solve the troubles with the police, the follow-up problems are still difficult to deal with. Now the insurance company actually wants to detain this shit pot on his tenant's head. refuse to compensate.

This made the owner of the villa very annoyed and involved him, although this matter did have something to do with him.

Fortunately, after Jessica learned about it, she offered to help him deal with these matters. Dio hated trouble, so he asked her to deal with it. In her original words, it would be done within three days.

Coincidentally, just after he attended the little girl Irene's birthday party, Pepper sent a text message, saying that the restaurant was booked, the time was Saturday night, and the address was attached below.

In fact, he was also very curious about what Tony had tinkered with by locking himself at home during this time. With the genius of this guy, it was impossible not to discover the fact that he had been poisoned by palladium, not to mention the fact that he reminded him last time.

"If he can't think of a way to save himself, this guy won't use vegetable juice as a 'savior', right?"

Dio thought about it maliciously, ordinary vegetable juice can have little effect, how can it be compared with his special vegetable juice, if Tony really raised a big glass of vegetable juice with a frowning face every day... . That picture is really funny to think about!

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At the same time, in the coastal villa, Tony, who was hiding in the studio without seeing the sun for a few days, was startled by Pepper who suddenly broke in.

"Why are you having dinner with that guy, I may have some hallucinations, can you say it again, please?"

Tony almost jumped up after hearing that Pepper had booked a restaurant for Dio to eat together this Saturday, and in his name!

"It's the same how many times I say it. If you don't go at 8:30 this Saturday night, I'll resign immediately. I'm not kidding you this time, Tony!"

Little Pepper's serious look frightened Tony a little, he could only slow down his tone, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said, "Okay, okay, you are the president, you have the final say, I hope the location isn't some lunatic or something. 'Beauty' restaurant.”

Pepper, who has been officially appointed by Tony as the president of Stark Industries, ignored the weird tone behind him and informed him directly, "It's your favorite restaurant."

Then she stopped speaking in a hard tone, but persuaded softly: "Tony, this time we have to have a good talk, you can't hide it from me, your body is getting worse every day, right? If you don't believe Dior's words, we can go to the hospital to see, with the current level of medical care..."

"Sorry Pepper, I'm going to work, can I trouble you to shut Jarvis while you're leaving?"

Tony interrupted Pepper's concern, then turned around and started tinkling.

Seeing this, Pepper could only sigh helplessly, and then left, of course, she did not forget to close Jarvis and remind Tony to eat on time.

After Pepper left, Tony threw away the small hammer in his hand, was silent for a while, and then picked up the cup he stole when Pepper came in and drank the green liquid inside.

At this time, Jarvis's voice also sounded simultaneously, "Sir, is lunch still the same today?"

"Uh, let me think... Today I want to change the flavor and add more tomato juice, how about the excess celery juice yesterday that makes me feel like throwing up now, it was a nightmarish experience, How do you adjust things to taste better?"

Tony put down the glass while whining, then slowly fell silent again.

After about tens of seconds, he threw himself into endless work again, as if only in this way could make him temporarily forget everything, forget... fear.

And his efforts during this period have also been greatly rewarded. The development of Mark's armor is getting smoother and smoother. He even made portable improvements based on the troublesome problem of wearing Mark's armor, which greatly enhanced the flexibility.

In this regard, he is an unabashed genius.