That kind of occasion... you should be able to imagine that it is actually very boring. A bunch of old guys nagging will annoy you to death." Tony also poured himself a glass of wine and drank it bit by bit.
Regardless of how everyone viewed Tony before, at least now, Blade and the others had begun to have a favorable impression of Tony. Tony had a high emotional intelligence, showing his approachability, and subtly brought the few of them closer.
"You don't need to prepare anything for this kind of shareholders' meeting, just go there. This is the biggest meeting in recent times, you just need to show up. I will be going to Afghanistan soon and will not hold another shareholders' meeting easily." Tony said, taking out the mobile phone that Tony gave him when he was rescued by Tony that day and showing it to everyone.
"Would it be convenient for me to talk to Donnie alone?" Tony said.
Everyone understood and stood up to say goodbye. Before leaving, the old bartender shamelessly said that he wanted to take away the unfinished bottle of wine on the table. He loved wine like his life and had been coveting it for a long time. No matter how much good wine he had, it would not be enough for him to drink.
Tony gestured for him to go ahead and took two more bottles from the wine cabinet.
"Tell me, Tony, what's the matter with keeping me here? Why do we have to talk alone?"
"It's this phone you gave me the other day. I collected some of your information after I came back, and out of curiosity, I checked the phone and found something interesting."
Tony held up his phone and called out to his AI butler, "Jarvis." Immediately, a large number of virtual electronic screens appeared in the air. Tony flicked left and right, finally expanding an information interface.
"What's wrong with the phone? I'm sure there's no bugs or anything like that." Donnie raised an eyebrow, not surprised by Tony's behavior. In fact, when he chose to give Tony the phone that day, he had no intention of taking it back.
"Of course, that's not what I meant. Your ability... I mean, your ability is to transform machines, right? It's like you can use some mysterious energy particles to change your form and become what you call a Transformer?"
On the enlarged interface, there were a large number of things like energy balls. These energy balls were independent of each other, but separated by some distance.
"These mysterious particles are present in every corner of this phone. They can be observed in all materials at the microscopic level. It's like adding an extra layer of coating to the original atoms and molecules. No one is missing, at least I haven't found any."
Tony said, hesitantly, and finally told Donnie his purpose.
He was considering whether the two sides should cooperate.
"Cooperation?" Downey was speechless. "I have nothing. What can I cooperate with your Stark Group?" He was really confused. Although this ability was magical, it did not give him the capital to cooperate with the Stark Group. The Stark Group was pursuing economic benefits.
"You still don't understand. These particles of yours remain entrenched in the microscopic world! It's been so long, and they show no sign of dissipating. Do you understand what this means? Your ability isn't just to create warriors to fight for you; it can also significantly extend the lifespan of materials!" Tony raised an eyebrow, his voice aglow with excitement. The fact that a phone, even after being away from Tony for so long, still remains active is incredibly valuable and significant. If research could be conducted...
If we sell the finished products to the military, we will make a lot of money!
As we all know, many high-tech products are extremely fragile, especially various precision parts, such as those used in aerospace applications. Even the slightest error is unacceptable, placing incredible demands on materials. However, if we could understand the nature of these particles, or even create artificial particles, even if the effect is slightly inferior, this could significantly extend the lifespan of the products!
Parts that originally needed to be inspected and replaced after one year of use can now be used for three, five, ten years, or even longer!
"you mean,
"As long as I want, I can actually create huge profits?" Donnie was a little excited. If he nodded now, he would immediately have endless money sent to him, allowing him to upgrade his Transformers without restraint.
He needed to become stronger, the stronger the better, to face the increasingly cruel times. If he could possess a vast number of Transformers, he could easily defeat any enemy except those capable of destroying planets simply by sheer numbers.
It's impossible to say that I'm not moved at all.
But Donnie ultimately resisted the urge to take this step. Reason told him he absolutely couldn't take it. If he agreed now, there might be enormous risks down the road. Tony now had a cell phone activated by the Allspark, but it was unlikely he could develop anything truly remarkable from such a small device. This was a completely new field, requiring extensive trial and error.
But what if he cooperates for the sake of these immediate benefits? He will be studied thoroughly bit by bit, his fire source will be dug out bit by bit, and eventually it will be completely exposed to the world.
"I'm sorry, Tony, you should know that many people are watching me. I can't do this. It will put me in a very dangerous situation." Donny rejected the proposal and told Tony sincerely that doing so would be disadvantageous to him.
Today's Tony Stark is still a naked arms dealer. He is arrogant and conceited. His series of inventions have brought the Stark Group to glory, but also brought great harm to the world. Countless civilians died painfully in the war of Stark's weapons.
It is too dangerous to rashly cooperate with an arms dealer, even for Tony Stark. Tony is not a hero yet, and he lacks the heroic heart that yearns for light.
"What a shame. If you change your mind one day, you must contact me. Just call this phone and I will answer the call as soon as possible...except for special times, such as at night when I need to sleep and during the day when I need to work." Tony told jokes to ease the atmosphere. He knew that this was a taboo for a mutant. It would be best if they could reach a consensus, but if not, forget it.
It wasn't that Tony was truly lacking this kind of technology; he simply had no pressing need for it. The faster the military upgraded its weapons, the more money Stark Group would make.
"By the way, is the scar on your neck okay?" Donnie asked.
Tony subconsciously touched his neck. That experience really left him with lingering fears.
"Once the wound has fully healed, I will have surgery to remove the scar. After all, it affects my image. What are you going to do? Continue hunting vampires?"
"How is that possible? I'm not a vampire hunter. That's Blade and the others' job." Donnie said with a smile, "Right now, the vampires are struggling to take care of themselves. The traditional thirteen clans have been massacred, leaving only one king alive. If they're not stupid, they won't start a war with me again. They'll come to me on their own initiative."
Finally, Donny shamelessly asked Tony for some scientific and technological information, as he urgently needed knowledge to enrich himself.