"Hey, stinky old man." As soon as the press conference ended, Mark from backstage immediately ran up to Tony with a very unfriendly expression. "Why don't I remember licensing the production to Stark Industries? I don't even remember asking me to tell my story today."
Looking at Mark who was questioning him angrily, Tony rolled his eyes and replied with a stiff upper lip: "Actually, I just did it on impulse."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Tony noticed a hint of danger in Mark's expression, and quickly continued, "Don't be anxious, listen to my explanation!"
It's no wonder that Tony is so afraid of Mark getting angry. Although the father and son rarely spend time together, some things still make Tony's hair stand on end when he thinks about them.
I still remember when Mark was six years old, Tony complained that the magnetic levitation bicycle he made at that time was a waste of materials and useless. As a result, Mark secretly replaced the shower gel in the bathroom with hardened foam he mixed, leaving Tony trapped in the bathroom for the whole night when he took a shower that night.
The next day, when the foam lost its effect and Tony escaped and was about to settle the score with Mark, Mark's words left a deep psychological trauma on Tony, making him never dare to anger Mark again. "Dad, now that you're out, I wanted to take a few pictures as a souvenir and then put you on display at the door. I didn't expect this formula to be so useless. The effect only lasted for one night."
It was precisely because of this unforgettable experience that when Tony saw the little face at the doorway that had begun to darken, he immediately explained to him, "Although I impulsively let you show your face in front of the national media this time, think about it. As my son, Tony Stark, and the future heir to the Stark Group, from the moment you returned to my side, it was impossible for you to escape the media spotlight.
You're fourteen now, and in a few years you'll be an adult. I'll help you build momentum, and since you're a top talent, when the time comes to take over the reins of the company from me, the board of directors won't be able to put any obstacles in your way."
"But I just want to keep a low profile and be a bitch. If you're so popular, you might get kidnapped and used to make weapons one day. And who would want to integrate your Stark Group? I'm a man obsessed with knowledge, and I don't bother to care about company affairs. I think you should have a child with Sister Pepper as an heir before your kidney deficiency gets too serious."
Pepper, who was standing by and heard what Mark said, immediately blushed on her fair face. Tony also reacted violently, blushing and saying loudly, "You're so young and you're not learning well. Is this your business?
Let's get down to business. Regarding the licensing of Dabai, I plan to establish a company in your name to manage the various technologies you've accumulated over the years and future inventions. You will hold 100% of the company's shares, and it will only handle all matters related to you. Regarding the licensing fees for Dabai, we'll negotiate them after the company is established. Don't worry, I won't give you a penny less."
"Okay, I accept your explanation. For the sake of the money, I won't embarrass you. But this won't happen again. If you dare to act without my permission again, I'll pour my newly formulated super capsicum all over your underwear."
Tony shuddered, feeling a little relieved at the same time. Fortunately, he had just gotten away with it. Otherwise, the pain would have been unbelievable. "Don't worry, there won't be a next time. I promise!"
At this moment, Tony saw Obadiah Stan walking towards him with a sullen face not far away. He was overjoyed. "Oh, Obadiah is coming. Judging by his serious expression, he must have something important to tell me. Mark, follow your sister Pepper. I'm going to discuss work."
Tony, who saw Obadiah as his savior, immediately used him as an excuse to get rid of Mark. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Tony approached Obadiah and asked, "Uncle Obi, what can I do for you?"
"You did a great job just now, Tony!" Obadiah said sarcastically.
"I think so too." Tony said, taking advantage of the situation.
"Tony, how low do you think Stark Industries' stock price will fall tomorrow?" Seeing Tony still looking nonchalant, Obadiah's face became even darker.
"The optimistic estimate is 40 points."
"That's the least." Obadiah lit a cigar for himself, trying to calm down.
"yes."
"Tony, we are weapons manufacturers!"
"Obi, I don't want our legacy to be just a pile of kill numbers."
"This is our job. We are arms dealers and we should manufacture weapons."
"Not anymore. I've announced that Stark Group will enter the medical field. We will become a more profitable and greater company."
"Are you talking about that inflatable doll of little Mark? Don't be so delusional, Tony. Who would believe something invented by a fourteen-year-old? It can't save the stock price of Stark Group."
"Then how about we talk about the Ark Reactor? I'm also optimistic about the new energy sector."
"Come on, Tony. The Ark Reactor is a gimmick, built just to silence the media and politicians."
As he spoke, Obadiah pointed to the center of the exhibition hall, where Howard Stark built the prototype of the Ark Reactor.
"But he made it," Tony insisted.
"Yes, but that was as a scientific project. It wouldn't be commercially viable at all. We knew before we built it that the Ark Reactor technology was a dead end, right?"
"Perhaps."
"I'm right, aren't I? How long has it been since we've made a breakthrough in this technology? They say it's been thirty years."
"Can your poker face get any uglier? Tell me who told you I made a technological breakthrough. Pepper or Rhodes?"
"Never mind Tony, I want to watch."
"Pepper or Rhodes?"
"Okay, it's Rod."
Hearing the answer, Tony unbuttoned his shirt and showed the Ark reactor on his chest to Obadiah, "It works."
"Okay, okay." Seeing what he wanted, Obadiah smiled greedily. He put his arm around Tony's shoulders and said affectionately, "Listen to me, Tony. We're a team, understand? As long as we work together, there's nothing we can't do, just like your father and I did back then."
"I'm sorry, Obie. I didn't discuss this with you in advance, but if I had..."
"Tony, Tony," Obadiah said, stopping Tony from explaining. "Listen, there's no more Ready, Aim, Fire. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, these are the same paths my father took back then."
"That's right, Tony. Try to keep a low profile and let me handle the rest for you."
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"There's definitely something wrong with that guy."
"What?" Pepper was puzzled by Mark's sudden and out-of-place words.
"I'm talking about that old man, Obadiah. He's definitely involved in what happened to Tony." Looking at Obadiah Stane, who was talking to Tony like a kind elder, Mark decided to give Pepper a heads-up in advance.
Mark knew Obadiah was the mastermind behind Tony's misfortune. However, he lacked evidence. His familiarity with the plot from his past life wasn't enough grounds for accusing him, so the best approach was to plant a seed of doubt in Pepper's mind and influence Tony's thinking through her.
"The only people in the entire company who knew about Tony's itinerary were you, the secretary, and Obadiah, the vice chairman. Since the terrorists were able to ambush Tony precisely along his route, it must have been one of you who leaked the information.
I believe this person is not your sister Little Pepper, so it can only be this old man."
"Could it really be him?" Pepper heard Mark's analysis and began to doubt it. Although she couldn't produce any evidence to prove it, she knew that she had definitely not betrayed Tony. If Mark's analysis was correct, then Obadiah really...
"Okay, Sister Little Pepper, don't think about these things. After all, this is just my personal speculation, so don't tell anyone. And I want to ask you to do me a favor..."
Seeing Mark suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, Pepper chuckled and said, "Why are you trying to be so mean to me? Tell me what's going on. I'll definitely help you with anything I can do."
"You know, I've ripped off a lot of money from my dad over the years. I want you to find a reliable financial company and use that money to buy up all the Stark Group's stock tomorrow."
"No problem." Pepper agreed without thinking.
"Aren't you going to persuade me?" Mark was a little curious about why Pepper agreed so readily. After all, he had tens of billions in savings that he had embezzled. In addition, anyone with a discerning eye knew that Stark's stock would plummet tomorrow. No normal person would agree with Mark's counter-trend move.
"I believe in you, Tony. Don't forget you promised to make me a special version of Baymax."
"Don't worry, this is a custom-made pink model with a cute little girl voice. I'll deliver it to your door tomorrow. I've even thought of a name for it. How about King Kong Barbie?"
"...I think I'll just name it myself."
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