Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 144

The long-haired Iron Man shocked the world, and even Jarvis stuttered when he called "Mr. It was a magical scene, now that Tony was holding his own hair and turning black, Jarvis didn't say a word.

Even the housekeeper is like this, not to mention the dumpling who sleeps in the same bedroom as his father.

Daisy was already a year older, if it wasn't for the incidents where superpowers broke into the house for good or evil reasons, Tony should have put her daughter back to sleep in the converted nursery.

Tuanzi always needs his father to read a story before going to bed. Even if he doesn’t read it, he should see someone. The last time before going to bed, he stupidly dragged the cradle bed to the baby’s bedroom. go.

Starting this morning, Daisy may be able to reduce her dependence on her old father.

Tony maintained the posture of sitting on the bed for a long time, without moving or speaking, only the sound of breathing became thicker and thicker, like an invisible knob, and the volume was constantly increasing according to his anger value.

The volume climbed to the highest point and stopped abruptly.

There are also benefits to having long hair.

Standing up so suddenly, with all the drape down, covering most of his face, no matter how much he gnashes his teeth, no one will take a closer look, so there is no need to worry about ruining the image.

"Is there still an image to speak of?" Tony spat harshly afterwards.

But now he has a dark face, and the complex emotions in his eyes are like a kaleidoscope. You can see shock, anger, and daze that passed by without knowing what to do.

After all, as a modern person, even the rich are used to hair loss occasionally, and have never enjoyed the treatment of overnight hair growth.

"Damn Willy Wonka." The old father squeezed out a word through his teeth.

He finally made a move, raised his hand to brush the curtain, and wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but in the next second, he met a pair of straight blue eyes in panic.

This is no ordinary dad.

Little Daisy Stark thought clearly.

She probably shouldn't be in the same bedroom as an adult, and she shouldn't wake up earlier than Tony, and when she opens her eyes, she sees an old haired father through the fence.

It's a bit of a fairy style, as if wearing a tattered cloak, you can go to places like Kathmandu to practice pilgrimage at any time.

Children's outlook on life is subjected to huge shocks every day, and today is no exception.

Seeing the long-haired father slipping out of the bed and walking towards this end with big strides, the small flying mouse dough wrapped in the quilt shrinks, and there is no way to retreat, so he is hugged pitifully, stretches out his little hand, and hooks Rubbing a strand of father's long hair, he found that it was very slippery. His little body shivered, and then he looked up at the old father with a grim expression, and tremblingly said, "Dad."

"Do you think I want to become like this?" Tony asked with a half-smile.

He feels that his hair volume is sufficient, and his hairline has not receded, so he doesn't need to grow into such a funny look.

And he didn't want to startle Wendy who was quietly touching up her makeup with a small mirror when she walked out the door with her daughter in her arms.

"S, Mr. Stark..."

As soon as Wendy raised her head, her eyes straightened, and she couldn't speak well. With a strong hand, the eyelash curler directly took off several eyelashes, causing her to cover her eyes and scream in pain.

"Sir, you don't need to be too nervous."

At breakfast time, Jarvis cleaned up his emotions, and was still the gentle and considerate housekeeper, whispering to the owner who was eating fried eggs: "The barber is already on his way. I have taken care of him in advance, and he will never leave Tell me what you saw today."

"When it's done, he's supposed to go home and dig a hole in the yard and yell every day that the king has donkey ears, shouldn't he?" Tony sneered.

Xiaotuanzi was sitting under the dining table, holding her little pony in her arms. Every once in a while, she poked her head out to take a peek at her father.

The amount of hair can really change a person's image.

The handsome face of the chairman of Stark Industries is still the same, but when he looks at his hair tied up behind his head, it doesn't feel right no matter how he looks at it.

Having to wear long hair all morning wasn't the most unbearable thing for Tony.

The most uncomfortable thing is that there are dozens of nasty ghosts living under the floor who are afraid of chaos. Usually, no one comes out to do activities in the sun, but today a Bob ran out early.

When Bob sees Tony, it means that all minions see Tony.

Nearly seventy banana capsules lined up and ran up to watch the excitement. The sound of gongs and drums was so loud that the roof would be overturned by laughter.

When Tony threw them back one by one with a cold face, the sound of the landing was also very pleasant.

The barber arrived as scheduled, complied with business terms and professional ethics, and behaved perfectly normal. Even if he handled Tony Stark, the Iron Man who was spoofed by candy today, he could still wash, cut, and blow dry without changing his face. Still haven't let the guest apply for the card.

Awe-inspiring dedication.

When he was about to leave after checking out, Tony, who had regained his clean, short hair, asked, "Does the thigh still hurt?"

The barber was taken aback for a moment, then shyly said, "It's okay..."

Tony nodded, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Go a little farther away before laughing."

As for the bag of candy brought back from the chocolate factory, Tony studied it and locked it in the cabinet with several locks.

The compiled report shows that these are ordinary candy ingredients, nothing special, and there is no need to copy them.

At that time, Tony was distracted with the report, took out another candy, put it on his lips and hesitated for a long time, but he didn't eat it in his mouth.

Long hair is not terrible, if he becomes a pig nose again, he has to go to Korea.

Dad cut his hair short, and Tuanzi ran over to get close to her, and rubbed her face firmly.

Tony was supposed to go to Stark Industries today. He made such a mess in the early morning, and it was inevitable that he would be late. He simply contacted his assistant to adjust the time and spared a day to accompany his daughter to draw at home.

Daisy was very happy, and ran to the study to get her picture book.

A large book has been painted until today, and a thick layer has been accumulated. After a few days of painting, it is time to finish the whole book.

Tuanzi brought the drawing book and brushes with great interest, and went back to the living room, only to find that his father was still talking on the phone.

"I'm not interested." While talking, Tony took out a paintbrush from Daisy's hand and twirled it around, "Arrange someone to represent me, and you can choose the gift."

He was talking about hanging up the phone, just as the assistant added a sentence on the other end, and when he got to the key point, the big hand that slid the screen gave a pause.

Daisy obediently stood with her two chubby legs side by side, and when her father finished speaking, she suddenly found her parents looking at her thoughtfully.

The assistant mentioned that Richard Schwan, a longtime Stark Corporation partner, had invited Tony to a private dinner.

Mr. Schwann's daughter had her eighth birthday, and he knew that Tony also had a daughter, so he sent an invitation letter early.

Schwann Corporation focuses on the manufacture and research of new weapons, and is also responsible for the production of exquisite and expensive parts. The cooperation project with Stark Industries has been going smoothly, and there is nothing to criticize.

Of course, the relationship between Tony and the chairman of Schwann is the same, and it doesn't hinder the cooperation whether to go or not to go.

He thought it was troublesome and wanted to push it.The assistant said, "Maybe Daisy can make friends at the banquet."

So in the evening, I turned my attention to Stark Villa, and saw the old father wearing a bow tie in front of the mirror in the dressing room.

Open the door from his large dressing room, and walk through two rooms, which is Daisy's small dressing room.

Tuanzi never lacked dresses, and the champagne-colored skirt was exquisite and cute. Wendy was sitting on a chair, applying moisturizing baby face cream to her.

"At the banquet, you must follow Dad carefully, don't run around, and don't eat what others give you, okay?" Wendy urged.

Her hands were light and delicate, and Daisy's tender face was powdered.

Happy was already waiting outside.

Now that Daisy is more sensible, seeing that her honest driver no longer hides, and occasionally goes out a few times, holding the snacks given by her father, she is willing to share some with Happy.

Happy felt that there was nothing more to be dissatisfied with.

The banquet was held at the hotel under Schwann's name, and the invitation letter stated that it would start at seven o'clock. The Maybach was galloping in the night, and the street lamps cast long shadows.

Children's birthday party, of course, there are many children present.

When Tony and Daisy appeared at the banquet, there were already quite a few people walking around with drinks and snacks. Seeing Stark and his daughter appear, a rich businessman came over with wine and talked intimately.

This wealthy businessman also has a daughter, who is four years older than Tuanzi. She went to kindergarten and looks very knowledgeable.

"Mr. Stark." This girl is not afraid of life, nor is she afraid of Tony, who is famous outside, and said like a little adult, "I heard that you like to do business with smart people."

Don't talk about Iron Man, just talk about Mr. Stark. When she grows up, she may integrate into the capital world faster than anyone else.

"You think you're smart," Tony said.

"I inherited my father's intelligence." The six-year-old girl said seriously.

Because this is somewhat serious, it appears childish.

"Really?" Tony glanced at the rich businessman's face, meaningful, reached out to the table to fetch a cake for Daisy, and turned around with his daughter, "I can't see it."

Tuanzi doesn't understand the secret game between adults, and doesn't care who the protagonist is today. He is very happy when he has cake to eat. Standing in a quiet place with his father, bowing his head and breaking the cake silently, he is extremely happy.

"Your pursuit is really much lower than others." The old father looked down at the little one at home, and said with a half-smile.

Daisy ate the last piece, her little hands were sticky, she held it up to her father and asked for a handkerchief to wipe it off.

At this moment, she blinked her eyes, as if seeing a familiar figure from the crowd, she couldn't help poking her head to look carefully.

They are indeed acquaintances.

Standing at the opposite banquet table with arms crossed, a boy with impatience written all over his pretty face, I saw him at the place where he watched the aurora a long, long time ago.

At that time, his face was not so smelly.

"Are you listening to me, Damian?"