"Thank you!"
While resting, stark moved his stool and said to Fisher not far from him.
"What, louder, I didn't hear you!"
"Thank you, although I can handle it myself!"
"No, Mr. stark, I didn't help you. I just don't want another fool full of shit to let me hand over my company or sell it in the future. Do you know the American specialty psycho gunman?" Fisher leaned back in his chair, then felt for a small wine pot from his coat and filled it with the pineapple juice Kate squeezed for him this morning.
"Er..." stark raised his eyebrows, a little moved, but after thinking about it carefully, forget it! He is not the material!
Just when stark wanted to continue to say something, Senator stern returned to his position after drinking medicine in the lounge and enjoying his sweetheart's massage.
"Well, everyone, please be quiet. We will continue to hold the hearing. Next, we need to listen to the opinions of military professionals!" "Summon Lieutenant Colonel James Rhodes of the United States Air Force!" said the congressman with a winning smile on his face
The door opened again, and Rhodes, dressed in a straight Lieutenant Colonel's uniform, walked into the hall with a stack of documents.
"Please sit down, Colonel!"
Rhodes pulled back his chair and sat straight.
"Do you know this Mr. stark?"
"Of course, he and I have been good friends for many years!"
"Well, I'd like you to read that if he failed to become a member of Congress, he could go back to his hometown, Washington state, and get a job. But at the last hearing, he offended Fisher, giant God and some other subsidiaries, directly closed down the factories and enterprises set up there, and caused tens of thousands of people to lose their jobs, The state government and the civilians at the bottom have scolded him bloody, and now he can't stay in Washington and can only run to New York.