Chapter 812

After star wars, I went back to my warm nest, shook the red wine glass with my beautiful wife, and sat next to the cooks of several local Chinese and Mexican cuisines to bring you delicious food with complete color and flavor. This feeling is not cool, especially when there are Japanese professional waiters who have lived a good life for more than ten hours to provide you with various services.

Fisher doesn't know how these Japanese learn. The expression and action of serving tea and water can only be said to be professional. Maybe this is what the Japanese often say about craftsmanship.

But Fisher looked at the little sister in front of him who was as handsome as Suzuki Aili. He always felt that the Japanese had a little bad intentions.

Take this to test cadres? Even if you send Ai Li Suzuki here, I can't... I can't be embarrassed, can I?

The big deal is that there are only a pair of dishes and chopsticks at home.

Now Fisher's manor has six tarmac and four runways, which is to facilitate girlfriends to go out to buy vegetables or investigate the local price level, supply-demand relationship and GPD growth rate. Of course, it is generally used for their shopping.

"Full!"

Fisher wiped his mouth with satisfaction. Delicious food can always comfort people's mood and intestines. Of course, the premise is that the food on the table can be less than the contribution of a few wings. After all, eating Turkish barbecue and baked snails with matsutake and goose liver can also be full.

In fact, Fisher's girlfriends don't pay much attention to how many territory their men open up and how many treasures they get. They prefer fisher to have a warm candlelight dinner at home. Therefore, when Fisher returned home, all the women used 18 kinds of martial arts and forcibly robbed half of the kitchen control from a group of angry chefs.

But fortunately, everyone's cooking level is not bad, that is, for fear that fisher can't eat enough and the whole amount is a little large, which makes Fisher a little unable to cope with the delicacies made by the chefs he hired at a high price. However, in the end, Fisher was completely eliminated in the spirit of not wasting CDs.

Now after eating and drinking, a group of girlfriends looked at each other and pushed the boldest Diana.

"That?"

"Which one?"

Fisher looked at his eager girlfriends and immediately changed his face, just as my loyal minister, Grand Master Dong, saw Diao Chan at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

I was speechless all night.

The next morning, Fisher, who had just climbed out of the wine pool and meat forest, called before he really woke up.

“？”

Looking at the caller ID stark, Fisher was quite surprised. After all, the number of active calls from big dogs to him was very few. It was not an important thing. He basically wouldn't contact.

"No money! But if you want to be president of the United States, I can support you with $220000 and 800 African paratroopers! "

“？？？”

Stark heard Fisher's confused voice. Of course, he didn't stop because the presidency was readily available, but subconsciously thought about the specific links between $220000, 800 African paratroopers and the president of the United States.

"Wait, let me ask first. Can you be president for $220000?"

"Yes!"

Fisher said with certainty that stark didn't ask which country's president was anyway.

"Then I'll buy one for our old man!"

"Ah, this!"

It's certain to hear Stark's voice. Fisher is a little confused. Is this the second generation of rich Americans? In other places, I worked hard for my son to earn the future. How can I get to stark and turn the other way?

"Well, you let your father pack up and get ready to get on the plane. We'll send him to be president!"

Fisher doesn't think so. It's just a president. He wants to wholesale dozens more. He just doesn't know whether Howard wants to go to Burkina Faso or the Central African Republic, or the president of Haiti. Fisher remembers that three days before he came back, the old brother was killed by mercenaries. Now Haiti has become anarchy. If Howard goes, It's OK to restore manor slavery. After all, people have money. I don't know how many Haitian civilians who can't even eat mud and biscuits want to be long-term workers of the stark family!

"That's great!"

Stark thought Fisher was talking about the Oval Office in the White House. He immediately asked Jarvis to call his public relations team to send Howard disguised as Stark's cousin to be president.

Howard, who was struggling with the quilt devil in bed, was pulled up by a group of servants, and then asked people to make up for himself and take care of his hair.

"Happy, old man, you're going to be president!"

"Ah?"

Howard, who is also sleepy, is an inspiration. Son, it's not interesting to say that the current president is still alive!

"It's all right. I've arranged it. You can rest assured!"

Stark doesn't worry about Fisher at all. Howard is half an atlas man. He will go to atlas as a salary thief when he has nothing to do. Fisher never treats his people badly!

"Is that a donkey party or an elephant party? I'm not ready for anything! "（ Donkey elephant (referring to the representative animals of the democratic and Republican parties)

"Well, you wait for me to ask!"

"What party do you mean?" Fisher pondered over the parties in Africa, and then hesitated.

"It may be the local characteristic ******* political party, but it doesn't matter. It's just a name!"

When stark heard such a long party name, he couldn't remember whether the United States had such a thing, but now that Fisher has repeatedly confirmed it, it's all right.

So Howard was pushed onto the waiting plane before he had time to make breakfast. Stark's mother roared that Howard would look good without her at the inauguration!

"So, you called to find me to find a place for your father?"

"Of course not!" Stark remembered his business. He carefully glanced at the dark bedroom behind him, then carefully slipped to the balcony and said with a pinch while looking at the beautiful beach scenery.

"Well, Fisher, where are you? Do you have anything good for pregnant women and fetuses, or an excellent treasure land for raising fetuses!"

"Ah, you're going to be a brother?"

Fisher muttered that no wonder stark wanted to send his father away. It seems that master Howard's birthday is still great!

"It's not my brother, it's me. I'm a son. No, I'm a father. Pepper is pregnant!"

Stark eagerly explained to Fisher with a trace of excitement and happiness.

"I thought the American team had a baby! Oh, wait, you said you were going to be a father? "