Super Cute New To Marvel

Chapter 191 Make trouble, make trouble!

"Boss, let's drop the vegetables quickly!"

Listening to the Cantonese and Sichuan dialects in his ears, and looking at the faces of ABC, Fisher was a little uncomfortable.

Although the original plan was to have a candlelight dinner, preferably on a yacht, but unfortunately, the heavens are not beautiful, and it started to rain halfway down the road.

Coupled with the subtle atmosphere between the two women sitting in the back row, Fisher, who was driving, felt that if the atmosphere was lively, he would choose a lively Chinese restaurant. In addition, their location was not far from Chinatown, and Fisher decided to turn around. direction.

"It's raining a lot in the UK this season!" Kate said first.

"Yeah, it's terribly cold, and the gloomy sky makes people not want to leave the bed at all!"

In fact, from the moment Margaret arrived in New York, the contest between the two women started. Margaret was wearing an off-white suspender dress, and Kate matched herself with a black pleated dress. She took the Hermes bag that Fisher bought for her, and after meeting, Margaret gave Fisher a Swiss Seiko Ipoh watch, and Kate was defeated.

"That's right, I don't want to get out of bed many times in New York, I'm too tired!" Kate lifted Erlang's legs and inadvertently lifted her skirt to reveal her slender calves.

"I'm pretty much the same. For a while, I couldn't sleep at night. I had insomnia all night long. I felt like I was fluttering. Only when the pillow was placed under my waist can I sleep soundly!" Margaret smiled and patted it lightly. patted Fisher's back.

"I'm a little hungry!"

"Well, it's coming soon!" Fisher, who didn't dare to speak at all, could only drive the car faster in silence. He was afraid that the two women would start talking about the time!

Fortunately, perhaps knowing that some things cannot be said, the two women changed the subject and began to discuss luxury items that strong women would like.

Fisher was also relieved and drove the car to the place smoothly.

"Here, it's here!" Pointing to the huge neon sign on the roof, Fisher pressed the button on the door to open the rear door.

"This place looks very lively!"

"Yes, even the mayor was alarmed when it opened, but I think he came to show off for these people's votes!" He threw the car keys to the doorman and told him to park the car, and Fisher took the lead with the Walked into the lobby of the hotel behind the waiter.

Originally, Fisher wanted to ask the two girls what they wanted to eat, but the two seemed to ignore him, and the more they chatted, the happier they became.

So Fisher could only order some with reference to his own taste, and then chose a low-percentage alcoholic beverage. Anyway, his current metabolism is enough to expel alcohol in a short time, so he doesn't have to worry about drinking and driving at all.

"So, your company's new product is still a typhoon?"

After ordering, Fisher got involved in the topic of the fair.

"After all, NATO, especially the UK, has no demand at present. The f35 is too expensive to buy too much. We would consider upgrading on the basis of the typhoon. After all, the size of the Royal Air Force is only that much! We can only see if There will be no other clients!"

"Is that so!" Fisher leaned back on the chair, thought about it carefully, and then suddenly asked Kate, "By the way, Kate, has the Iraqi Air Force's MiG been a long time!"

"Well, it's almost, those planes can be sold as scrap iron, and now the air force training is all supported by the point of f16 we gave!"

"That's it! Iraq is now a NATO ally. I want to buy some Typhoon fighter jets for allies. NATO should have no opinion!"

"You don't need to do this!" Margaret was quite moved. A typhoon cost 80 million euros. The Iraqi government's finances have only improved slightly, so the purchase money must still be paid by giants.

"No, in fact, if I don't buy yours, I'll change to another model. It's just a rigid demand. Our super tomcat is too out of shape to take over the Iraqi army, and the Ministry of Defense will not agree!"

Fisher felt that he might be the first licking dog to pick up girls and buy fighter jets, no, it should be licking wolves.

As for the effect, the restless feet under the table have already explained the effect, and it is not in vain that Fisher ordered some great supplements. I must have a very happy tonight!

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Some people are happy and some are worried. Stark is sitting at home and staring at the table in front of him like his treasured figure has been stolen at the moment. He doesn't even know when his new secretary of life came in. It wasn't until the cotton swab in the other's hand touched the wound on his face that he reacted.

"Am I hurt?" Natasha asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't hurt, no, I mean this pain is totally fine for me!" Stark looked at the small plate that had just been placed in front of him, with more than a dozen brand-name watches on it.

"I'm wearing this tonight!" After picking a watch at random, Stark smelled the tempting perfume, looked at the other person's eyes, and said, "To be honest, I can't figure out your details. ,where do you come from?"

"Legal Department!" Natasha gave the other party the medicine, and then carefully covered the wound with ointment.

"Okay, Natalie, I'm asking you a hypothetical question, what would you do if this was your last birthday party?"

Natasha looked at the unshaven middle-aged man in front of her. Different from the arrogance and self-confidence in the past, now he looks very decadent, and there is a trace of confusion in the vicissitudes. Iron Man, no, the calmness of Iron Man.

"Well, probably do it with whoever you want, and do whatever you want!" Natasha packed the medicine, then picked up the small tray she brought, and left the room swaying.

"Do it with whoever you want, and do whatever you want?" Stark stroked his beard and drank a full glass of martini in one breath. Well, come on, he knows what he should do. !

"Erebodi! Move! Let me see your hands! Tonight, we won't be drunk or go home!" Stark, who was wearing a steel suit, shook his head while adjusting his disc player, and released an explosive sound Music, in front of him, there are countless hot and beautiful girls and handsome men dancing strange dances accompanied by flashing lights, and also accompanied by high-pitched screams, and Stark is also holding the wine bottle in his hand without hesitation. Joining in, it caused waves of noise in the crowd.

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