He even wanted to get his hands on Odin's data.
Of course, there was also Asgard's Treasury, which housed various treasures.
Inside were the Tablet of Life and Destiny, the Eternal Flame, the Casket of Ancient Winters… all covetable divine artifacts.
Then there was the exposition. Although Norman would preside over it, Aaron also needed to be present to deter anyone from getting greedy and causing trouble.
Aaron didn't care about the so-called "newborn" or even the Osborn Group.
But...
All these things are mine!
You can only have them if I give them to you!
Otherwise, no matter how envious you are, you'll have to endure it!
"Being a boss is really tiring!"
Aaron sighed, and Felicia's mouth twitched, but she said nothing.
"Mr. Aaron, you're absolutely right!"
A short man, arm in arm with a woman half a head taller than him, walked over.
"Hello, I'm Justin Hammer, CEO of Hammer Industries."
"I heard you're holding a grand exposition soon, and I'd actually like to display some things at your exposition…"
Hammer said eagerly and cautiously.
His female companion looked at Aaron with shining eyes, but when she saw Felicia, she had to rein in her thoughts.
Aaron glanced at him, thought for a moment, "Oh, so you're the one who wanted to acquire my company?"
Hammer chuckled awkwardly, "No, I was just joking, I…"
"Hahaha, Hammer, you're too funny. You actually want to acquire the Osborn Group? Tomorrow, are you going to try to acquire my Stark Industries too?"
As a familiar voice came from a distance,
Tony Stark arrived, flanked by Happy and Pepper Potts.
"Stark…"
As soon as he saw him, Hammer felt uncomfortable.
Hammer Industries had grown entirely by picking up Tony's scraps.
Because Tony decided to close his weapons division, the military had to find a new partner, bringing Hammer Industries and Advanced Idea Mechanics into their sight.
To some extent,
Hammer was just eating the leftovers Tony had discarded.
With the main man here, he could only silently leave, his face ashen.
"Don't mind him. This must be our second meeting, mysterious flying man!"
Tony Stark looked at Aaron with a strange expression, carrying a hint of inexplicable hostility, "Interested in a race?"
Tony pointed at the racetrack, then pulled open his suit jacket, revealing his racing suit underneath.
He lifted his head, a proud look on his face.
However, when he saw Felicia, his pride slightly diminished. Damn it, he lost again!
But I bet I can last longer than you!
Tony looked at Aaron's muscular physique, which his suit couldn't completely conceal, then thought of his own eight-pack that had merged into one, and fell silent for a moment.
Damn it! What billionaire still works out?! Why don't you go enter a bodybuilding competition?!
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Chapter 50: Solar Core, Continuous Enhancement!
"Race me?"
Glancing at Tony's professional racing suit, Aaron shook his head dismissively, "Don't you think that's boring?"
"And… you?"
Tony Stark's eyelid twitched, recalling the two words Aaron had said to him before leaving last time.
Arrogant! So arrogant!
I've never seen anyone more arrogant than me in my life. Hey, I guess I have now!
Tony Stark was very unconvinced.
Ever since he graduated from MIT and focused on Stark Industries, he had always been the center of attention worldwide.
Every exhibition he held attracted everyone's gaze.
Stark Industries advanced day by day under his leadership.
Even after closing the weapons division and kicking Obadiah out, Stark Industries not only didn't fall from its pedestal but became even more firmly established!
However, in the past two days,
The most he heard about was Aaron and Osborn.
The most he saw was also Aaron and Osborn.
Aaron's name was in all the headlines,
All the executives were bowing and scraping, smiling obsequiously at Aaron.
And he, Tony Stark, the prodigy, had become Aaron's foil.
The key thing was,
The girl Aaron was dating was prettier than anyone he'd found.
His body was stronger than his.
And he could fly without any external help, leaving him to breathe his exhaust fumes the whole way.
Damn it!
Tony Stark swore he would win against Aaron at least once.
Even if it was just once!
"If I lose, that five-million-dollar sports car is yours after the race."
Aaron glanced at the luxurious Formula car and chuckled, "Do you think I lack five million?"
"And…"
Wait until after the race? So you'll give me a pile of junk after the race, right?!
"Tony!"
Pepper tugged at him from the side, sighing helplessly at Tony's arrogant demeanor.
She smiled and stepped forward to shake Aaron's hand, "Mr. Aaron, we actually came to ask you something."
Aaron raised an eyebrow. Tony needs something from me? That's rare.
"We heard you've made significant breakthroughs in biomedical science…"
"Are you talking about the anti-aging serum? Or the anti-cancer serum? Or limb regeneration? Beauty serum?"
Aaron glanced at Tony, then at Pepper, and nodded in understanding, "You certainly need these things."
For Westerners, turning thirty is a hurdle; their appearance declines sharply and uncontrollably.
Tony Stark and Pepper, born in '70 and '74 respectively, were now approaching their forties.
Time had left very clear marks on their faces.
Pepper subconsciously touched her face, quite tempted by Aaron's words.
Tony also fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, "Even so, if we both wave to the stands right now, I guarantee I'd still be more popular."
"See my sexy mustache? This is the face of a successful, mature man, most attractive to women!"
"Are you sure?" Aaron looked at the stands with a half-smile.
Seeing the "audience" in the front row, who were chatting but subtly glancing their way, Tony twitched his mouth, "Today doesn't count!"
"Alright, it seems you really have developed those things. Your abilities are indeed a little more impressive than I imagined."
"Don't get arrogant, just a little bit."
Tony gestured, still unwilling to admit defeat.
"If I had studied biological genetics instead of electrical engineering and physics, I would have solved cancer and aging problems ten years ago."
Tony was very stubborn.
Aaron nodded, "But you didn't!"
"…"
"Has anyone ever told you that talking to you is boring?"
Tony was speechless. Why was talking to Aaron so exhausting?
Aaron said in surprise, "Then you should ask Pepper and Happy. They'd definitely say, 'Isn't that you?'"
"Really?"
Tony looked at them questioningly. Pepper was expressionless, and Happy turned his head to look away.
"Only a little bit," Happy muttered softly.
Tony's face darkened.
"I only talk like this to people with ulterior motives."
Tony tried to make amends, then quickly pulled the conversation back to the main topic, "Alright, I wanted to ask if you have something… that can solve radiation problems."
"For example…"
"Palladium poisoning?"
Aaron immediately pinpointed Tony's problem, staring directly at the glowing hole in his chest.
"Blood toxin levels… around fifty-three percent?"
"Tony, your situation is not good!"
Tony subconsciously covered his watch, "How do you know?"
"Nothing can escape these eyes of mine!"
Tony's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shielded Pepper.
"If I want to see, what you're doing is meaningless."
These words, in Tony's ears, undoubtedly confirmed his suspicions.
"What the f*ck, you can't look!"
Happy scratched his head, his face full of envy, "I wish I had that ability too, it's too unfair."
Aaron didn't dwell on the topic, "Perhaps you could consider nanobots technology?"
Tony's voice suddenly rose, "You've already got nanotech figured out?"
"Of course… not yet!"
Aaron thought of Helen Cho. The Cradle of Life already used nanotech.
"But that won't take long; our project is progressing very quickly."
"How fast?" Tony pressed.
"We're currently building the project laboratory, and the experimental personnel are quickly being put in place."