"Mr. Tony Stark, your behavior is very rude." Tessa walked in front of Tony Stark angrily. Even though the tall MK2 was almost half a body taller than her, she did not show a trace of weakness.
"We only welcome friends with invitations here. Bano, please ask Tony Stark to leave!"
Balvino shrugged, awkwardly put the MP7 submachine gun in his hand back into the holster under his suit, and walked in front of Tony Stark.
"Please follow me out, Mr. Tony Stark."
Everyone at the party was a little surprised. It was the first time they had seen someone so tough on Tony Stark. Tony's face was the best ticket. No matter where he appeared, he would always get the best treatment.
Tony Stark was a little embarrassed. He had put almost all his energy into studying Godzilla and manufacturing and improving Titans. He just dealt with food and drink casually. After both Godzillas were killed, he had a rare moment of free time. He suddenly remembered the custom-made burgers he had eaten some time ago.
The pickles and cheese in the burger were just average, neither adding points nor detracting from the burger, but the steak was surprisingly good, and the rich gravy and unique aroma made the whole burger taste far better than anything he had eaten before.
This time Tony Stark went to the restaurant again to eat the same burger, but was told that they could no longer make the same burger because they had no quota. Curious, he asked Jarvis to trace the source of the beef, and when he learned about the party, he immediately flew from New York to Texas.
He wanted to leave, but he was reluctant to miss the delicious food.
"Wait, is there anyone from New York here?"
An idea suddenly came to Tony Stark's mind.
Several restaurant managers immediately raised their hands. As a playboy who appeared on the cover of Entertainment Weekly more often than Business Weekly, Tony Stark was almost a trendsetter. Even top superstars could not compare with him. If he could come to his restaurant more often, the restaurant's future reservations would probably be scheduled for half a year later.
"Mr. Stark, I'm George, the manager of Café Boulud. Just over four months ago, you dined in our restaurant."
A middle-aged white man with a bald head shouted to Tony Stark.
Tony Stark had obviously forgotten it long ago. He tapped his forehead with his fingers, trying to recall.
"That time you had dinner with Carmen Price!"
After the female dinner companion was mentioned, Tony Stark finally remembered.
“I remember, George, your grilled scallops with truffles and basil are great!”
George's face immediately showed a proud smile, as if Tony Stark was something great.
"So can your chef make hamburgers?"
Tony Stark asked.
"Um... well... of course..."
George answered with some difficulty.
The chef of Café Boulud grew up in France and won the James Peter Award, the "Oscar of the catering industry". He insists on using the most traditional French cooking methods to prepare romantic and exquisite French dishes. He has extremely high requirements for ingredients, and each dish must be prepared with fresh ingredients of the day. In France, California and New York are very influential.
If he were asked to make hamburgers, he would probably faint from anger on the spot.
"OK, now Café Boulud belongs to me. Mr. Hopkins transferred the ownership of the restaurant to me."
He snapped his fingers and asked Jarvis to transfer the money directly and acquire the restaurant outright.
George was like a toad struck by lightning, with his mouth slightly open, not knowing what to say.
"Ms. Tessa, now that I am the owner of Café Boulud, I should be entitled to sit here, right?"
Tony Stark raised his eyes proudly.
"Bring a chair over for Mr. Stark, Bano."
Tessa Igor could only say helplessly.
Balvino brought a sturdy metal chair and asked Tony Stark to sit down.
"I have to say, Mr. Stark, you are lucky to be alive today."
He knew that Tony Stark had fought with BOSS Broly before. Just based on his mouth, he was able to survive the fight and not be melted into slag by the qigong wave. This could only be explained by his tough life.
"I think so too." Tony Stark misunderstood his meaning and nodded in agreement. After what he had experienced over the past year, anyone else would have died long ago. "George, come here. Let's eat while we discuss the restaurant's future menu."
George could only sit next to Tony Stark with a sad face. He couldn't imagine that a French restaurant that had been in business for nearly 40 years would one day become a hamburger restaurant.
The small disturbance soon disappeared in the warm atmosphere. Almost everyone consciously moved closer to Tony Stark. It was not easy to meet Tony Stark even in New York, let alone in Austin, which was regarded as a big country.
Outside the villa, Ivan Vanko quietly put away his binoculars, his yellow teeth gnawing on a toothpick with a creaking sound. When Tony Stark flew over Austin, he had already determined Tony's identity. He stole a motorcycle and chased him all the way, but he didn't expect to find that the party Tony Stark attended was organized by his new employer, and the two sides had an unpleasant experience.
Ivan carefully observed the MK2 worn by Tony Stark. Before this, he had only found some very blurry videos on the Internet and could hardly get any useful information.
It was a rare opportunity to observe carefully, so he focused almost all his attention on MK2.
Ivan felt powerless. Even if he didn't want to, he had to admit that the crude toys he made in the ice and snow of Siberia would never be a match for the MK2. He couldn't even understand the manufacturing process of the MK2.
How is the granular black armor on its surface made
"Has the technological gap between me and Tony Stark reached this point?"
Ivan Vanke couldn't help but begin to doubt himself.
Perhaps in the desolate Siberia, he was obsessed with the draft materials left by his father and wasted too much time, and could no longer keep up with the development of the cutting-edge science and technology.
He looked at Tessa Igor, who was able to handle herself among all kinds of celebrities. This young female boss had much more power than he had imagined, and she had a good relationship with Tony Stark, so perhaps he could use her power.
Elji Mechanical Equipment Manufacturing Co., Ltd. does not have any flagship products, so perhaps he could persuade her to invest in mechanical exoskeletons. By accumulating technology through mechanical exoskeletons, he would surely be able to design and manufacture power armor that exceeds MK2.