Chapter 293: Orphanage (Bonus Chapter)

Ross saw Charles Doyle ready to leave directly and a smile appeared on his face.

"Charles, Blonsky is a soldier of the military, a member of the military. We need to see him alive or see his corpse. You must hand him over."

In response to Ross's words, Charles turned his head and spoke directly, "I don't know who Blonsky is, and I haven't detained any military personnel."

"Ross, although you are a general, you should speak with evidence."

"If you think someone is in my hands, present the evidence. I don't accept any unreasonable demands."

After saying this, Charles and the others left the scene of the hearing directly.

Ross, sitting in his seat, showed no anger at Charles's denial.

He came here today just to test Charles's reaction. He didn't have any hope for this matter, whether it was checking the other party's body or finding Blonsky. He had no hope for any of it.

Although Ross had no evidence, he believed that Blonsky must be in Charles's hands. After all, the disappearance of the Abomination out of thin air, if not in Charles's hands, where could it have gone?

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Moscow-

In his old warehouse, Ivan Vanko sat experimenting while watching the live coverage of the hearing on TV.

Seeing Tony's high-profile appearance, Ivan didn't pay attention to the TV but continued his experiments with his weapons.

Two whips powered by arc reactors, Ivan watched as the weapon was successfully made them. After testing it with power, he swung the whips, slicing the TV in front of him into two halves.

Seeing his developed equipment, Ivan nodded. It was time to seek revenge on Tony.

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Walking out of the hearing hall, Tony stopped and waited for Charles to come out before speaking:

"Hey, buddy, I plan to participate in the racing event held in Monaco. Do you want to come?"

Looking at Tony's invitation, Charles patted his shoulder and said, "Hasn't the matter with the chest been preliminarily resolved? Why do you still want to participate in such exciting events?"

Tony had a smile on his face. "This is something I planned in advance. Besides, racing competitions are interesting, aren't they?"

"This is a different experience than riding with Aoda."

"Pal, you should come out and have a walk. Let's go together."

Looking at Tony's sincere invitation, Charles shrugged and then smiled, "Alright, since you've invited so warmly, I reluctantly agree."

"OK, I'll let you know, and we'll set off together."

Then Charles and Ginny got in the car and headed towards the Agency.

Meanwhile, Tony returned to his seaside villa.

Looking at Pepper Potts, who came back with him, Tony asked puzzledly, "Is there a problem?"

Pepper Potts, who had been holding back all the way, couldn't hold back anymore:

"Why did you donate all our modern art collections to the Boy Scouts of America?"

Upon hearing Pepper's words, Tony slapped his forehead. It was his decision a few days ago, thinking that his time was limited, so he decided to deal with his belongings.

Although the issue wasn't completely resolved now, and he no longer had to worry about death, but since he had already donated, Tony couldn't retract his decision. He could only grit his teeth and say, "The Boy Scouts of America is a meaningful organization."

"But I haven't personally checked the wooden boxes. Are all the collections donated?"

Pepper Potts exclaimed, "Yes, all the collections, a total of eight thousand and ten items."

"These things took me a full ten years to organize."

"I don't understand why you donated them all. There's emotion I invested in there."

Tony's mouth twitched involuntarily at Pepper Potts's words. He did feel a bit sorry for these many items. However, he insisted, "Don't mind it. Anyway, it's for tax purposes, something that needs to be done."

Tony's words made Pepper Potts hesitate for a while, not knowing what to say. Is using art collections for tax purposes a common practice?

"Okay, since you've already donated them, I won't say much."

"But what about the chest issue Charles mentioned? How's your chest?"

Upon hearing Pepper Potts mention this matter, Tony immediately opened his suit and shirt, revealing his intact chest.

"Oh my God, what's going on? What about the arc reactor in your chest? And the shrapnel near your heart?"

Pepper Potts couldn't believe what she was seeing. Even after confirming that it was real by touching Tony's chest, she still couldn't believe it. "How did you do this? Is this the chest issue Mr. Charles mentioned?"

After buttoning up his shirt again, Tony Stark said, "That's right. They used that amazing ninja technique to remove the shrapnel and heal my wound."

"But I haven't paid the fee yet. It's one hundred million dollars. Remember to transfer it when you return to the company."

Pepper Potts looked at Tony in front of her, a smile appearing on her face. She then said, "This money is worth it. Their abilities are amazing; they can actually do this."

"I heard it's medical ninjutsu. This ability is really fantastic, but ordinary people can't afford it."

Pepper Potts nodded in agreement with this point, but then thought of something, and her face changed again. She said, "The expo is a complete waste of time. Shouldn't we shorten it? One year is really too long."

"Nothing is more important to me than the expo. It's what I care about the most."

Pepper Potts retorted, "I don't understand why you're like this. The expo is just your vanity at play."

"And now Stark Industries is in a mess. You haven't shown up for a long time."

As Tony continued walking towards the downstairs laboratory, he said, "Do you know? My stock price has skyrocketed."

Pepper Potts followed behind Tony and shouted, "But from the perspective of a manager, it's really chaotic."

Tony opened the door to the underground laboratory and then said, "Let's talk about something else."

"What I want to say is that we've got the contract for the wind power generation field."

Tony, looking at the laboratory in front of him absent-mindedly, said, "Don't mention wind. I already feel it's all talk."

"And there's the source of the river for the emissions treatment plant, that's your idea."

Tony turned around, looked at Pepper Potts, and then said, "They are all my ideas. But I'm no longer interested in liberal topics. Too boring."

Tony looked at Pepper Potts and, after a moment of contemplation, said, "I thought of an idea just now."

"You come and manage the company!"

"Yes, I've been doing that."

Tony said, "I'm not asking you to try; I'm telling you to do it yourself."

"I need you to take over."

Pepper Potts still said in confusion, "I've been trying to do it all along."

Seeing Pepper Potts still talking to herself without reacting, Tony shouted loudly, "You're not listening to what I'm saying."

"I want you to be the CEO. Why won't you agree?"

In Tony's almost shouted words, Pepper Potts finally reacted. In astonishment, she asked, "Did you drink on the way back?"

"No, I didn't drink a drop."

Tony took a step forward, approached Pepper Potts, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and then said seriously:

"I officially appoint you as the CEO of Stark Industries, effective immediately."

"Just like that, is it okay?"

Then Tony let go of Pepper Potts and walked to the side, saying, "Believe it or not, I've thought about it for a long time, and I even looked for some candidates, seriously considering who is the most suitable."

"Later, I found out it was you, always you."

"Although there are still some procedures to go through, I can appoint my successor, which is you. Congratulations!"

The sudden surprise left Pepper Potts at a loss for words, but a smile appeared on her face.

During this time, she had been handling the company's affairs as Tony's secretary. She didn't expect to be promoted like this and become the CEO of the company.

"Pepper Potts, I'm leaving everything in the company to you. Now I have some research to do, please arrange for Charles Doyle to be paid as soon as you return to the company."

"Normally, this money should have been transferred to him yesterday."

"All right, I understand. I'll arrange it as soon as I get back."

Pepper Potts had a smile on her face, picked up her briefcase, and walked out in a daze.

Seeing Pepper Potts leave, Tony also breathed a sigh of relief.

Arriving at the console, Tony looked at the three computer screens in front of him, and then said, "Jarvis!"

"Welcome home, Mr. Stark."

"Congratulations on the success of the Expo opening ceremony and the Senate hearing."

"Let me say, you look refreshing in a suit on TV."

Listening to Jarvis's compliments, Tony also smiled slightly.

"Sir, your health has fully recovered. Congratulations."

"As long as you don't continue using the iron armor, palladium poisoning will no longer be a concern for you."

Tony looked at the body data displayed on the computer screen in front of him, as well as the analysis, and said with a smile:

"Find me the best material to block palladium radiation, and integrate it into the inner layer of the armor. I want to block palladium radiation."

"Sir, your reactor has tremendous power. While in use, I can do my best to block for you, but it cannot completely prevent radiation."

"Prolonged use will still cause palladium poisoning. After all, the thickness of the inner radiation protection material in the armor cannot effectively resist palladium penetration under intense energy collisions."

"By then, you will need 80 ounces of chlorophyll per week to alleviate your palladium poisoning symptoms."

Listening to Jarvis's analysis, Tony didn't care. Now he has a lifesaving method from Charles, and the threat of poisoning to death is no longer a big issue. As long as Charles finds clues to the new element, everything will not be a significant problem.

"Follow my instructions. Operate like this until a substitute for palladium is found."

"All right, Mr. Stark!"

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Meanwhile...

Back at the Agency, Charles was listening to Ginny's report.

"With the rise in Stark Industries' stock price, your net worth has officially exceeded 10 billion US dollars."

"However, most of it is in stocks, mainly focused on Stark Industries. The stock price of Coca-Cola hasn't changed much, still at 300 million US dollars."

"The orphanage in Hell's Kitchen has been completed. Next, you need to attend the completion ceremony, and during this time, we will start accepting orphans, mainly from Hell's Kitchen."

Listening to Ginny's report, Charles nodded and then said, "For the teachers and staff at the orphanage, we must find compassionate and responsible individuals."

"We can raise the salary a bit, but we must recruit more caring people to avoid the children suffering secondary harm. Don't worry about the cost."

"We've already hired some compassionate people. Also, since the orphanage is located in Hell's Kitchen, we have mobilized some high table guards to handle the security work of the orphanage."

"All right, I will leave these tasks to you. I trust you."

"Ginny, you are now also an elder of the high table. Mobilize the forces you need."

Ginny nodded, and at this moment, Charles received a text message on his phone.

It was Pepper Potts transferring the $100 million mission reward to him.

"This is the mission reward for treating Tony. Remember to transfer it to my personal account after declaring taxes."

"All right!"

After Ginny left, Charles went to the training room and began practicing his sealing technique speed.

As for his two subordinates from the Anbu, during this time, they were learning about the knowledge of the new world and trying out several tasks from the high table, experiencing the task career in this world.

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In Moscow...

At this time, with snowflakes falling, Ivan Vanko took out the passport Ginny had arranged for him.

Looking at the passport in his hand and the upcoming Moroccan racing competition, and thinking about Charles Doyle, who had rejected him, Ivan scratched his head, wondering how to prove himself in front of this guy.

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