Stark sat in the chair in his Stark Tower office with his feet propped up, scrolling through videos. Pepper, standing outside the door, sighed and said to Obadiah, "Sir, I know he looks a little like an uncultured, good-for-nothing internet-addicted teenager, but at least he isn't anxious anymore. He won't keep focusing too much attention on me either, straining his neck and picking fights with people like a turkey in mating season. That counts as a good thing, right?"
Obadiah craned his neck to look inside, frowning and pursing his lips with faint disdain. But he glanced at Pepper again and said, "Fine. At least he isn't bothering you anymore. Let him watch short videos if he wants, but remind him not to stay up late. Next season's medical budget cannot go up again."
Pepper nodded. The moment Obadiah left, she picked up her phone and cheerfully said to the person on the other end, "Wanda, are you free this afternoon? How about calling Pamela and going shopping together? I need to pick up the sample of that invitation design I saw last time..."
"Oh, him." Pepper tossed her hair back, glanced at the office door again, and said, "He's been obsessed with Tiktok lately. He spends hours every day watching short videos, and he even made his own account. Every now and then, he films something to attract followers. He has no time to bother me..."
"My God, I wish he'd stay like this. Short videos really are the perfect cure for Anxiety Disorder. He's finally stopped treating me like some alien baby who needs constant protection. Otherwise, how could I possibly have an entire afternoon free?"
"Okay, I'll drive over to pick you up. Ah, I mean I'll have Jarvis drive over to pick you up. We'll meet