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"Gwen."
Li Si opened the door and gave Gwen a big hug with a smile, and his hands began to become unreliable.
"Don't make trouble, I have something serious to do with you."
Gwen smiled and pushed Li Si away, then handed over several things in his hand.
"What is this?"
Li Si reluctantly accepted several cards that looked like letters or invitations. After scanning them, he cast a questioning look at Gwen.
"This is an invitation from Stark Expo."
Seeing that Li Si was too lazy to even look at it, Gwen reached out angrily and pinched out one of the cards.
"You can go here, or you can just send someone there. I think Felicia is good."
Hearing the invitation from Stark Expo, Li Si was a little uninterested. He turned sideways to let Gwen in, and casually sat back on the chair in front of the workbench.
If he had free time, he wouldn't mind troubling Tony Stark, but now he has a lot of unfinished things on his hands.
Gwen sighed and followed, saying, "Li, you haven't gone out for two whole months."
"Aren't you busy with a new project?"
Li Si smiled bitterly and said, "It's almost finished. Let's go traveling together in a few days."
Gwen said, "What I mean is that you should go out for a walk and get some fresh air."
"I will."
Li Si nodded, glanced at the remaining two cards he threw on the workbench, and asked, "By the way, what are these two copies?"
"Invitation from Senate Armed Services Committee, they hope you can attend in three days."
Mentioning this card, Gwen finally showed a smile on his face.
Although the invitation is not a mandatory requirement such as a subpoena, the Senate and Department of Defense still have to give it face, which means that Li Si cannot refuse.
"Well, it looks like Tony Stark is in trouble."
Li Si shrugged indifferently. He would probably be able to finish what he was doing in three days.
Then he picked up the last card and asked, "What about this one?"
"This is an invitation from Monaco Racing Club..."
Gwen was about to speak out, but was interrupted by Pandora's sudden voice.
"Sir, Mr. Tony Stark would like to communicate with you."
Pandora did not show any projection, but a cool sound came from the speaker.
"Tony Stark? What does this guy want to do?"
Li Si was stunned, but still let Pandora get through.
A holographic projection screen instantly appeared in front of him, with a video picture on it.
In the splendid private room, the saucy girl was wearing a golden and red Mark Armor. Tony Stark, with only her head exposed, was leaning on the black leather sofa surrounded by a group of blond waves.
"BOY, have you received the invitation?"
Tony Stark had a proud expression on his face, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he gestured toward the camera while holding a glass of red wine.
"Your taste is still so vulgar."
Li Si scorned them righteously, then grabbed the three invitations on the table, waved them up, and asked, "Which one are you referring to?"
"Of course it's an invitation to the Monaco car race."
Tony Stark took a sip of red wine, then smiled and said, "How about it, are you interested?"
It turns out that the invitation letter from Monaco Racing Club was sent by this person.
Hearing this, Li Si understood instantly, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't remember when my relationship with you was so good."
"No, no, no, please don't be so narcissistic. This is not an invitation."
Tony Stark shook the wine glass calmly and said, "I just want to see how the little boy cried when he lost the game. Don't forget to bring your shit-yellow car over then."
"It turns out that you are just a small-minded person who holds a grudge and wants to regain your position. You are not a shameless copycat of my Transformer, are you?"
Li Si raised his eyebrows.
"Come on, I don't like those little toys of yours."
Tony Stark shrugged, raised his armor-covered right hand and knocked on the reactor on his chest. The meaning was self-evident.
"Oh... I told you that I could learn your crappy thing just by looking at it. Why don't you believe it?"
Li Si sighed pretending to be helpless, and then as if he thought of something, he patted his head, pulled out an invitation letter and gestured, and said with a smile, "By the way, guess what this invitation letter is?"
Tony Stark said absently, "The latest court summons received by the boy with negative assets? Don't expect me to lend you any more money. Just clean your ass and go to jail."
"I'm not the one who needs to clean my ass. Enjoy your expo, you're going to be in big trouble."
Li Si opened the invitation letter and shook it at the camera.
"Jarvis, playback screen."
Tony Stark frowned, not caring about any more quarrels, picked up the transparent mobile phone on the coffee table and asked Jarvis to start playing back the scene that just flashed by.
"Senate Armed Services Committee... Lee Stan... weapons expert... three days later..."
Since it only passed by in a flash, the entire picture was blurred, but Tony Stark still saw the vague vocabulary in the previous part.
"Shit politics..."
After seeing it clearly, Tony Stark curled his lips and cursed.
But before he could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred.
The Mark Armor on his body seemed to have suddenly malfunctioned. The cooling system started directly, and a stream of white smoke instantly seeped out of the Mark Armor.
At the same time, the thrusters on Mark Armor also started on their own.
Amidst the screams of the blond hairmen, Tony Stark was pushed forward by the sudden push, and fell into a real dog-eating shape.
"Oh Richette! Jarvis, what are you doing!"
Fortunately, the propeller's operating power was not very high, and Tony Stark quickly got up in frustration.
Jarvis's voice came too late at this time. "Sorry, sir, an unknown hacker just invaded my system."
"Shet, there's an intruder? Are you kidding me? Why didn't you remind me?"
"The firewall was quickly breached, an unknown failure occurred in the system, and the early warning mechanism failed!"
"Watt? Have you played too many emoticons? Is your firewall so easily breached? Have you traced the other party's address?"
"Sorry, sir, it can't be traced. The other party's network technology may be far better than yours, leaving no traces."
"Shut up!"
"Okay, sir, but I need to remind you that your communication with Mr. Lee Stein has not been closed, and there are many ladies around you. Please pay attention to your demeanor and manner."
"... Shut up! Or I'll throw your motherboard into the sewer!"
So angry!
I'm so angry!
Upgrade, this mentally retarded system must be upgraded!