Super Cute New To Marvel

After playing Star Wars, returning to your warm little nest, holding your beautiful wife in your arms and shaking a red wine glass, and sitting next to you are the cooks from several cuisines of local, French, Chinese and Mexican cuisines, bringing you delicious food. It's cool, especially when there are more than a dozen professional Japanese waiters who are living a good life standing beside you, giving you various services.

Fisher doesn't know how these Japanese learned it. The expression and movement of serving tea and water can only be said to be professional. Maybe this is the craftsman spirit that the Japanese often say

Now Fisher's manor has six helipads and four runways, just for the convenience of girlfriends to go out to buy vegetables or to investigate the supply and demand relationship of local price levels and the growth rate of gpd. Of course, they are usually used for shopping.

"I am full!"

Fisher wiped his mouth with satisfaction. Delicious food can always soothe people's mood and stomach. Of course, the premise is that the food on the table can reduce the contribution of a few wings. After all, eating Turkish barbecue, matsutake and foie gras baked Snails can also be full.

Fisher's girlfriends actually don't pay much attention to how many treasures his man has opened up outside. They would rather that Fisher can have a warm candlelight dinner at home, so when Fisher returned home, A group of female votes used 18 martial arts skills, abruptly snatching half of the control of the kitchen from a group of chefs who dared not speak out.

Fortunately, everyone's cooking skills are not bad, but I'm afraid that Fisher won't be able to eat enough, and the whole portion is a bit large, which makes Fisher a little powerless when faced with the delicacies made by the chef he hired at a big price, but In the end, in the spirit of not wasting discs, Fisher wiped them all out.

Now after eating and drinking, a bunch of girlfriends looked at each other and pushed Diana, who was the most daring.

"that?"

"Which one?"

Fisher looked at the girlfriends who were already eager to try, and immediately changed his face, just like my loyal minister Dong Taishi saw Diao Chan in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Nothing to say all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Fisher, who had just crawled out of the wine pool and meat forest, hadn't really woken up, when a phone call came.

"?"

Looking at Stark on the caller ID, Fisher was a little surprised. After all, the number of times the big dog called him was very small, and it was not important. He basically would not contact him.

"No money! But if you want to be the president of the United States, I can support you with 220,000 US dollars and 800 African paratroopers!"

"???"

Stark also hesitated when he heard Fisher's confused voice. Of course, he didn't stop because the presidency was at his fingertips, but subconsciously thought about the specific connection between 220,000 US dollars, 800 African paratroopers and the US president.

"Wait, let me ask first, $220,000 to be president?"

"Can!"

Fisher said with certainty that Stark didn't ask which country's president it was anyway.

"Then I'll buy one for our old man!"

"Ah this!"

Hearing Stark's voice was very sure, Fisher was a little confused, is this the rich second generation of America? In other places, Lao Tzu worked hard to earn a future for his son. How could it be reversed in Stark?

"Alright then, tell your father to pack up and get ready to board the plane, and we'll send him to be president!"

Fisher didn't take it seriously. It was just a president. If he wanted him, he could wholesale dozens more, but he didn't know if Howard wanted to go to Burkina Faso or the Central African Republic, or the president of Haiti. Fisher remembered that just before he came back Three days later, this old man was unlucky enough to be beaten to death by mercenaries. Now Haiti has become anarchic. If Howard goes, he can restore slavery in the manor. How much the Haitian civilians who can't eat enough want to be the long-term labor of the Stark family!

"That would be great!"

Stark thought that Fisher was talking about the Oval Office of the White House, and immediately asked Jarvis to call his public relations team, preparing to send Howard, who was disguised as Stark's cousin, to become president.

Howard, who was fighting against the quilt demon on the bed, was pulled up by a group of servants, and then asked to make up and hairdo himself with a dreamy face.

"Aren't you happy, old man, you are going to be president!"

"what?"

Howard, who was also sleepy, was shocked, son, it's hard to say, the current president is still alive and well!

"It's okay, I've already taken care of it, so don't worry!"

Stark is not worried about Fisher at all. Howard can be regarded as a half-Atlas man, and he will go to Atlas as a salary thief if he has nothing to do. Fisher will never treat his own people badly. !

"Is that the donkey party or the elephant party? I'm not prepared for anything!"

"Uh, wait for me to ask!"

"What party are you talking about?" Fisher thought carefully about the parties in Africa, and then said with some hesitation.

"Maybe it's a local special political party, but it's nothing to do with it, it's just a name!"

And when Stark heard such a long political party name, he couldn't remember whether there was such a thing in the United States, but since Fisher had confirmed it again and again, it was fine.

So Howard was pushed onto the waiting plane before he had time to make breakfast. Stark's mother even yelled that Howard would look good without her in the inauguration ceremony!

"So, you're calling to find me a place for your father?"

"Of course, not!" Stark just remembered the business. He carefully glanced at the dark bedroom behind him, then slipped cautiously to the balcony, and said shyly while looking at the beautiful beach scenery.

"That, Fisher, is where you are, is there anything that is good for pregnant women and good for fetuses, or an excellent place to raise fetuses!"

"Ah, you're going to be an older brother?"

Fisher muttered, no wonder Stark wants to send his father away, it seems that Father Howard's birthday is still wonderful!

"It's not brother, it's me, I'm a son, no, I'm a father, Pepper is pregnant!"

With a hint of excitement and joy, Stark eagerly explained to Fisher.

"I thought Captain America had a baby! Hey, wait, you said you were going to be a father?"