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"What an incredible masterpiece." After the happy soldiers chased the spaceship, a familiar voice sounded.

"Thank you." Hearing this voice, Eric raised his eyebrows.

Since this era came, he has met Stryker's father and Warren's grandfather, the youth of the captain and the winter soldier, and was in a cold war with Tony's father Howard, and now he has a young Obadai.

It's really gratifying.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the bar of the Officers Club, walked through the hustle and bustle of people, and sat in front of the relatively secluded bar to order a glass of Corona beer.

"Eighty-nine days! In less than three months, you created a full hundred important inventions, and on average, more than one per day. Do you know Eric, you are setting past records every day and constantly surpriseing people. If this is not in a closed military camp, if the outside world knows your amazing talent, you have already surpassed all inventors in history to become the greatest of them." Obadai's voice was filled with admiration and surprise.

"Is Stark included? Mr. Obadai." Eric turned halfway, raised his glass to the other party, and asked with a smile.

This question shrugged the CEO, who has not yet completely turned into a bald head.

"I don't know if Howard would agree with this point, but as far as I know, he has been no longer obsessed with his laboratory since forty days." Obadai shook his head. Although he was unwilling to admit that his partner was shamelessly defeated, he was full of appreciation for the inventor in front of him. "Your light overshadowed all the geniuses of this era, and your wisdom crystallization can only be placed in the storage room of the military camp and rust quietly. I wish I could say, this is not a responsible act."

"So. What should I do?" Eric asked humbly.

"Save them, discover them, and give them the space they deserve." Obadai waved his arms in a stunning momentum to strengthen his tone. "I am not a scientist, but I have the honor of working with the smartest people in the world. I know what scientists think about their hard work, that is their children. How can I lock the children in a dark warehouse? That is a crime!"

Eric understood what he meant, just like seventy years later, he and Obadai always needed each other, but unfortunately, he came too late this time.

"I think I understand. Are you planning to invite me to Stark Industry?" Eric refused without saying a word. He turned his cup and said slowly.

"No, I don't have such a luxury." Obadai smiled, revealing his white teeth. "The outside world compared you and Howard to Edison and Tesla. As far as I know, the relationship between these two gentlemen is very bad. If I had a trace of rationality, I wouldn't try to do things that were destined to be impossible. Let's be honest. I want to work with you, just like Howard and I."

"A very good idea." Eric refused.

Howard saw his indifference, but he thought it was his relationship with Howard that made the other party worry.

This kind of concern was long as he expected, and he explained it sincerely, trying to dispel the other party's suspicion.

"I know that you are a person who will take action after thinking deeply. Just like your R&D style, I will not hide it from you. I will not try to deceive you. I can make concessions in the company's equity, just to guarantee the power I deserve. Please believe me. I am only interested in managing the most promising company in the world." He said, taking out a signed intention document for Eric, which stated that he would give up seeking controlling rights in any way and be willing to bear the liability for compensation if it violates.

"I even thought of the name of the future company, called Exploration Space, do the spaceship and rocket business you mentioned, sending people and cargo into space. We can even absorb Howard's idea, put the engine in steel armor, make it fly like an airplane, and become a personal aircraft, and completely change people's lifestyle. Although the market was a little smaller at the beginning, fortunately there was no competition, which was a unique business. I can lobby Washington and bring orders from the Pentagon--of course if you are not satisfied with the name, you can modify it." He said confidently, his eyes flashing with hope.

Eric did not answer, but just touched the cup with him.

Everything that should be said was said, and Obadai did not bother him. He drank all the beer in one breath and stood up from the high-legged round stool.

"Think about it, you don't have much time, so do I. You know, Howard doesn't like others to interfere in his field." The current actual manager of Stark Industrial patted his shoulder, meaningful.

When his figure disappeared outside the door, the person who had been peeping here finally came over.

"Millionaire came from New York just to invite you to have a beer. Your magic is getting stronger and stronger, Mr. Spy." As the pleasant female voice sounded, Paige Carter sat elegantly next to Eric.

Since she threw Howard back in the hotel and patrolled the military camp that day, the female agent has returned to her calmness. She seemed to figure out what is more important to her. She wrapped the woman's thoughts with a thick shell and kept a distance from Eric. Everything is done in business.

Of course Eric understood where this change came from, but he had already got what he wanted most and was waiting for another one to get.

It was beyond his expectation to be able to obtain it so easily. Perhaps fate is to return to this era and re-enter the path of evolution as a human being.

Miss Carter's psychology is not important. She is like a scenery on the side of the road, and will be forgotten after seeing it.

She was just a past tense - Eric said to himself, and under this self-suggestion, his attitude towards Carter became increasingly casual.

"Did my magic work on Miss Peggy Carter?" Eric discussed with concern.

"What do you think?" Carter, who refused to lose his temper at all, immediately asked.

Her question made Eric laugh, and if this question continues, it would be an interesting game.

"What?" He called the bartender, but Carter asked for nothing.

"No, I won't accept the invitation from the supervisor." She sent the poor bartender back. "Stark's partner came to tell you something, can you tell me? It's too late now, and I'll write a report when I go back. You know staying up late is not good for women's skin."

Eric raised his eyebrows.

"It makes sense, you need to pay attention to maintenance at your age."

His words made Carter's eyelids stumble. She knocked on the table unhappily, reminding the other party not to interrupt.

"What did he say?" the female agent asked bluntly.

Eric squinted his eyes and smiled, slowly savoring the special Mexican flavor after adding white lemon slices.

"He hopes to be George Westinhouse in 1943, and to fund me like Tesla, probably because Tesla and I have something in common..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted impatiently by Carter.

"Same genius." Carter imitated the praise in the newspaper in a sarcastic tone. "Thank you, I think I already know, and you don't need your reminder. My respect for you is high enough that it will not increase even if you emphasize it again."

Her words are still so sharp, and those with a slightly weaker self-confidence will be hit so hard that they can't raise their heads.

Fortunately, Eric was not that kind of person, and Miss Carter's momentum could not be suppressed by his head.

"Okay, thank you for your reminder. I admit that I do have a tendency toward Nakasos. I won't tell you that the common point I want to say is that I don't value interests as much as Tesla."

After hearing his joke, Carter was a little embarrassed. She knew very well why she was aggressive towards Eric, but her emotions were always difficult to control. In order to hide her inner embarrassment, she quickly ordered a glass of soda.

Eric quietly looked at her translucent white cheeks under the light, and gradually felt a little melancholy in his heart, and he explained in a low voice.

"The reason why Obadai convinced me was, besides his willingness to give in to the controlling stake, there was another factor he thought could help me."

"What is it?" Carter asked in a low voice. She put the soda bottle in her palm, but she didn't lift it up to drink it. She focused on observing the wood texture on the bar, as if countless secrets were hidden inside.

Eric admired her side and slowly told what he knew.

"I'm going to be sent to Europe soon."

The news shocked Carter's body, the bottle was poured on the bar, and the soda spilled out and the hands were filled with splashes.

She didn't bother to wipe the liquid from her hands and asked repeatedly.

"Why?" asked the female agent loudly.

Eric pulled out a tissue from nearby and took her hands over and wiped them carefully.

"It is said that the Allies have been hit by strange weapons there recently and need top scientists to help solve it. Someone recommended me and the Pentagon sent the order directly, that's it." Eric said casually, and then added: "Three hours ago, Colonel Phillips had officially announced the transfer order to me, so the news Obadai got was outdated."

Paige Carter stood up suddenly and retorted fiercely.

"This is not in compliance with the regulations! You are my supervisory object, and the news should be conveyed by me!"

Eric smiled and said nothing. Carter's attitude moved him slightly. Unfortunately, some things were destined. This was not his time, and he would leave eventually.

"I will leave for New York tomorrow morning, and my supervisor will move to Europe in the future. I hope I can invite you to have a drink next time I meet." Finally, I held her hand and kissed her gently, and Eric called the bartender to check out.
Chapter completed!