A scientific genius's pride

Henry, who was happily eating a muffin, had to wipe his hands and snatch the Mike back from Tony, who was fiddling with it.

He said, "This thing is in use right now, and I don't want you making any weird noises to the lady's ears. If you want to play with it, we can do it another day, okay? Or you can go home and make one yourself."

Tony Stark's abilities are limitless; there's nothing he can't do. Even if he can't do it right now, he can solve the problem by spending some time studying it.

So Henry had no doubt that this simple bone conduction and Bluetooth technology would be a problem for this thing. As for the headphones and Mike, those were even less of a problem.

"This isn't traditional radio signal technology. And there's the battery issue. Even if it's a small mercury battery, it should have a cover for changing the battery. Are you suggesting this is disposable?" Tony asked.

"This is a Bluetooth -based wireless communication technology standard, used in a limited area, with a range that is probably shorter than that of a walkie-talkie."

The battery is a lithium battery, which is rechargeable and reusable.

"Bluetooth? I remember that technology was only standardized in 1989? Can this thing even work?"

As expected, he's a research whiz. You can use historical issues to make fun of someone, but in the scientific field, he knows the source immediately.

Henry frankly stated, "It's a lab-level gadget. Making just one or two wouldn't be difficult at all."

This is a consensus in the scientific research community.

Just like nuclear fusion technology, those who don't know it think it's incredibly advanced. In reality, even a junior high school student with physics knowledge can reproduce the experimental results of nuclear fusion by following existing research papers.

However, the high cost of generating electricity, which cannot produce positive economic benefits, is the biggest hurdle to commercializing this technology.

Having determined the research direction, Tony lost interest in the little gadget in Henry's hands. He could easily create an even smaller, better product if he wanted; it wouldn't be difficult.

So, in response to his initial question, he said, "I heard you would be attending these banquets, so I came to see you."

These words infuriated Kiriki and startled Henry, the Kryptonian, causing him to look at himself with suspicion.

Then she looked up and said, "I'm not wearing a skirt, young master. If you want to hunt for women, you shouldn't be looking for socialites and rich girls."

Aren't you afraid that tomorrow's newspapers will have headlines like "Tony Stark is gay"?

"Fuck! Shut your stinking mouth. I just have some questions for you. Even if you wipe your ass as clean as a mirror, I won't be interested."

"Oh, so you like girls like that. Shiny as a millstone." Henry gestured with his hands in a lewd manner.

"Shut up, I just want to ask if you know about the Continental Hotel." Tony, suppressing his urge to punch the other man, finally voiced his question.

The reason Tony didn't punch the other guy was because he remembered that the other guy couldn't even be damaged by bullets, so what use were his fists?

"Oh, the Continental Hotel. The address is 2077 Mannoway Street, 23rd Block Lower Manhattan Manhattan New York City."

What If...? you're looking for the hotel manager, he's over there; his name is Winston Scott.

Following the direction Henry pointed, Tony saw a very stylish middle-aged white man in a sharp gray suit.

He had typical Italian features, with deep-set eyes and dark hair. Even when he was silent, his captivating face seemed to tell a fascinating story, drawing people in to explore it.

Henry's easy answer only fueled the young master's dissatisfaction, who muttered "Fuck!" and said, "Do you know how long it took me to find the relevant clues?"

"You only stay in the stratosphere, so of course you can't feel the climate changes in the troposphere. What If...? you want to truly understand this world..."

Come down from the sky, young master. If you stay in the sky, you'll only see the ignorance and stupidity of the people in your circle.

"Do you think we'll see anything more once we get down here?" Tony said dismissively.

Henry laughed, "Of course! Your daily life drama will have more absurd and reckless options. Wouldn't that be more interesting?"

No one can stop a fun-loving person from finding joy in everyday life!

Having gradually come to understand the despicable aspects of this man's character, Tony decided not to delve any deeper. He asked, "How did you find the clue about the Continental Hotel?"

Henry replied, "Because Ms. Hepburn comes to New York from time to time. Besides reporting to United Nations Children's Fund, she also attends fundraising banquets. She doesn't have a house here; she stays in hotels, restaurants, and motels. So I spent some time investigating."

"The Continental Hotel is quite unique; it's famous within a certain circle, but people who mention it always do so in a very vague way. So I made a special effort to find out more about it."

"To my surprise, even though most hotels reserve VIP rooms for celebrities like Ms. Hepburn to check in at any time, the Continental Hotel declined my request to make a reservation as a woman."

"Their manager, Mr. Scott, said that the Continental Hotel is a members-only hotel and not suitable for entertaining celebrities like the lady."

"What If...? we need it, he can refer us to other hotels with discounted rates or room upgrades. But what do you need Continental Hotel for?"

"Stark Industries ' headquarters are in New York. You, young master, shouldn't be homeless and have to stay in a hotel. Did your father kick you out of the house?"

"Fuck! If we don't talk about this, we can still be friends."

"Oh, young master considers me a friend? I'm truly flattered."

Has Tony Stark truly forgotten Henry's resolute farewell words?

How could that be!

However, they're not children who break off a friendship without saying a word after being cut into eight pieces; they'll just turn and run away at the sight of each other. Even if someone mentions it, they'll show a disgusted or annoyed expression.

In the workplace and Emporium world, there are also so-called social interactions. No matter how much you dislike someone, as long as they don't cross your bottom line, you'll still give them a polite and courteous look.

Speak human language to human beings and ghost language to ghosts; if you don't have that ability, don't try to survive in this industry.

Besides, wealthy people's criteria for making friends are simply based on whether someone is useful or not. Otherwise, there wouldn't be the saying, "There are no permanent enemies."

There is no such thing as a "permanent ally".

Tony Stark had information he wanted to know, so he came and asked the person he saw. Henry simply recounted this trivial information.

This is the typical social attitude of adults: before interests are involved, it's all just a performance of feigned sincerity.

However, since it was just casual conversation, Henry was somewhat curious. He said, "You haven't told me yet, why are you asking about the Continental Hotel? Are you planning to buy it? I haven't been able to find out who the parent company behind the Continental Hotel is."

"Not to mention whether they're publicly listed or not. If they want to acquire them, I don't have the resources; the young master would have to personally scout the area."

The Kryptonian, still pretending to be oblivious, casually remarked.