Osborn Industries.
Led by the secretary, Sean pushed open the door to the president's office. Harry was lounging on the sofa, watching the news report, completely unaware of his sudden visit.
On the television screen, Tony Stark, who had been missing for some time, sat beneath the podium, pulled a hamburger from his pocket, and took a huge bite.
At the same time, he waved at the swarm of reporters rushing toward him. "Could everyone sit down? That way you can see me, and I can... keep things casual."
The unruly playboy still adhered to his own unpredictable style. Reporters clutching microphones and notepads, along with cameramen carrying their bulky equipment, could only comply and sit down on the floor.
The heated, bustling press conference abruptly became somewhat absurd, but the reporters, their eyes full of anticipation, did not care in the slightest.
After all, this was billionaire Tony Stark's first public appearance after vanishing for months. Before this, countless rumors had circulated, claiming that the genius who was practically a celebrity had been kidnapped and attacked by terrorists while traveling to the front lines in Afghanistan to promote weapons, and had died tragically.
Of course, Stark Industries' executives had immediately denied those unverified rumors. CEO Obadiah claimed that Tony was merely ill and needed time to recuperate, while he himself was handling all company affairs.
Now that Tony Stark had personally appeared to hold a press conference, media professionals with sharp noses surged forward like sharks smelling blood, hoping to get a sensational scoop from the playboy who kept half of New York's paparazzi fed.
Bald CEO Obadiah had no choice but to indulge Tony, sitting on the steps with a smile on his face. Judging from his expression, he seemed delighted by Stark's safe return.
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