I Am In Marvel

In the general manager's office.

Caesar was relieved after being rubbed his face and body intimately by Potts. He sat on the office chair seriously, waved to Eddie and said, "Eddie, you go outside first. Go, I have something to say to Miss Potts."

"Yes, young master." Eddie also simply turned and walked towards the door of the office.

Potts looked at Caesar in astonishment, and then at Eddie's back. She thought it was only Eddie who brought Caesar to stroll around, but Caesar had no idea that Caesar would hold the dominance.

In fact, as a person, when you see Caesar, you will intuitively judge that he is just a child. After all, his age is too young, even if he has mature thinking and concepts, few people will believe it.

"Are you?" Potts' eyes flowed, and his eyes turned to Annie, who was still indoors. There are too many employees in Stark Industries, even if the office staff are in units of thousands, I really don’t remember working in the same building. junior staff.

Annie was a little nervous, and bowed respectfully and said: "Hello, general manager! I am a junior employee of the third operation department who has been employed for less than half a month. My name is Annie Weiying."

"Anne Weiying?" Potts said suddenly, "I've seen this name. By the way, yesterday was the incident where you and another employee were attacked by criminals at night."

"Yes. Thanks to Master Caesar. If he hadn't solved the thugs, I'm afraid I would have..."

Annie shuddered when she recalled last night, and looked at Caesar sitting in the chair with great gratitude.

Hearing her words, Potts couldn't help covering his small mouth with his palm to hide his shock. After digesting the message in silence for a few seconds, he ordered Anne and Eddie to wait outside the door together.

Annie nodded hurriedly, stepped out in high heels, and closed the door of the general manager's office by the way.

Potts and Caesar were left in the office. They stared with small eyes and were silent for a long time. Potts sighed with emotion, "When Godfather Kyle brought you to Tony’s Villa six months ago, you couldn’t have football. The size is now so big."

"How big is this?" Caesar twitched at the corner of his mouth, raised his hands, and looked at his small white child's arms.

"By the way, did you just call me Miss Potts?" Potts raised his pretty face in dissatisfaction, and sat on the office chair with his long legs wrapped in black silk curled up together.

Caesar spread his hands, "What do you call it?"

Potts smiled and suggested: "I have a very good relationship with Yutong, like sisters. Would you like to call me aunt?"

"No." Caesar objected very firmly.

"Yes, you are the child of the godfather, so it's a mess of generations to call it-then call me Pepper."

Potts is a little helpless, Kyle's seniority is too high, it is estimated that no one can dominate Caesar.

"Yes." Caesar nodded.

"My little master, it's not easy to stay at home, how can I run outside? Now the New York city is not as safe as before."

There was something in Potts's words, with a faint sadness on her brows. Obviously, the negative news about Stark Industries and the incidents of employees being attacked in the past few days have made her feel exhausted.

Sure enough, am I still a child?

Caesar sighed slightly, and stood up from the chair without thinking too much. Under Potts's incredible gaze, ignoring gravity and the laws of physics, the small body flew up like a balloon.

No matter how to organize the discourse persuasion, it is better to prove it with substantive performance.

"Pepper."

After flying around the room, Caesar held the back of his head in both hands, lying in the air of nothingness, looking down at Potts in suspension, and said seriously: "If Stark Industries has any problems, you might as well just tell me that Tony is not there. Industrial matters should be resolved by our Karl family."

If it weren't for his own immature appearance, coupled with his milky voice, he should have enough convincing power at this time.

Potts took a deep breath, looked up at Caesar in the air, and exclaimed: "It's worthy of being your family. Longevity, superpowers, etc., are like a natural inheritance to you."

Caesar smiled, "It should be the'our' family, won't you be one of us in the future?"

"You." Potts's face was filled with two delicate reds, and he said in an annoyed voice: "I will be teased, and there is no decent or prestige of Godfather Kyle!"

Am I not Kyle? I just changed my body and identity.

Caesar rolled his eyes, unlike the main body, he now has a baby body without any image burden.

However, after a brief exchange, Potts not only got closer to Caesar, but also completely put aside his age prejudice, and regarded him as the maturity of his peers.

"Then let's get back to the topic."

Potts began to explain the recent industrial situation to Caesars, which was similar to what he had learned from Eddie and Annie. Finally, he hesitated to throw out his own thought: "The missing employees are all from the new product development department of the deputy manager. ."

"You suspect he has a problem." Caesar continued her meaning.

Potts brushed his hair. "It's not just me, S.H.I.E.L.D. is also suspicious, but there is no evidence."

Caesar understood, so Natasha pretended to come in and took the opportunity to approach the deputy manager, trying to find some evidence and clues from him.

Potts sighed and said, "Aldridge Killian is a gentleman, he is a top scientist in the fields of biology and weapon manufacturing. If it weren't for some recent situations, I really don't want to doubt him. "

The Stark Industry that lost Iron Man Tony is not something ordinary people can easily take over.

"Don't worry, since I am here, all problems are no longer problems."

Caesar smiled, his mouth twitched slightly, and his childish little face was full of confidence.

"What do you want to do?" Potts asked expectantly, infected by his confidence.

Caesar landed on the table and stretched out a finger, "It's very simple, just as usual, let the people of S.H.I.E.L.D. continue to supervise and check the deputy manager named Gillian. It doesn't matter if it is discovered."

"And then?" Potts blinked.

"Secondly, give me the location where the previous employee was attacked."

Caesar stretched out his second finger and said with certainty: "Next, you just have to wait for news from me."

It didn't take long to stay in the general manager's office. After Caesar explained the matter, he and Eddie left Stark Industries together and rushed to a nearby street before it was dark.

Downtown New York, next to 958 Nanker Road.

There are still some police cordon lines that have not been dismantled, and the floor and walls of the alley are burnt, and the scorched black silhouettes of a few people can be seen vaguely. The scene is very frightening under the red sunset.

"Young Master, what are we doing here? The police, forensic doctors, S.H.I.E.L.D., and even members of the Carl family have come here, and no clues have been found." Eddie scratched his head and asked Caesar on his shoulders in confusion.

Caesar locked his eyes on the burned soil area where the employees were attacked, and the feeling of controlling the overall situation returned again. He replied with an angry voice: "What do you know. What I see is different from what you see."

He can ignore the limitations of the human eye and directly see the original nature of the world.