In just a few days, a piece of news spread like wildfire.
Several important shareholders of the recently famous Locke Company were successively murdered.
There were reports that these directors had significant conflicts with Nolan Locke, the Boss of Locke Company.
The rumors were detailed and vivid.
They even listed many strange and bizarre pieces of evidence.
Facing this situation, Nolan immediately engaged in public relations.
However, unfortunately, it had little effect.
Many times, a single issue with the Boss is enough to affect the entire company's image and even directly damage the company's interests.
Especially with such serious accusations of murder.
But in fact, facing the rumors, the New York police didn't pay any attention at all.
They had already investigated, and Nolan Locke had no motive, let alone the ability.
Moreover, he had a good alibi.
They even released a statement at Nolan Locke's request.
But what was the use?
This wasn't what the media liked.
This wasn't what the audience liked either.
So, Nolan was forced to hold a board meeting.
This time, he wasn't in charge.
On the contrary, he was in a passive position.
Not only that, but this time, almost everyone was against him.
Mores sat in his seat, looking calm and composed.
Letting others attack Nolan.
And he, like a king holding the winning hand, always appeared calm.
After a long while.
Mores spoke:
"Nolan, as the Chairman of the company, I think you must take responsibility for this matter."
"Otherwise, the gambling agreement your father signed will likely come into effect."
Nolan's expression was slightly grim.
"Mores, I know what you want to do. You just want to use public pressure to force me to hand over the company."
"But even though Campbell and the others are dead, they still have heirs."
"As for me, do you really think I have no way out?"
Nolan's voice was stubborn, sounding like a naive young man unwilling to fail but with no other options.
The corner of Mores's mouth curved up.
"Nolan, how about I give you a choice?"
"What choice?" Nolan asked.
Mores said indifferently:
"Hand over your shares, and we will give you a sum of money, allowing you to live a wealthy life."
A small shareholder immediately said:
"That's right, Nolan, this is indeed your best option."
"Without your father, you can't support Locke Company."
The others also chimed in one after another.
"It seems the entire company is under your control."
Nolan spoke coldly.
Mores chuckled.
"You're wrong. Everyone is after profit, and our interests are aligned."
"Therefore, you are the one who is abandoned."
Nolan shook his head, somewhat disappointed.
"Alright, you can make me leave."
"But you must understand clearly that my shares are worth a lot, and K-01 is also a product I developed."
Want to take it away?
How much are you planning to offer!"
Nolan stared at the shareholders in the conference room.
"If you can't satisfy me, then let's just break the pot and shatter the tiles. Believe me, I have the ability to do that!"
After speaking, Nolan ignored their thoughts completely, turned around, and left.
In a place where no one could see.
The corner of Nolan's mouth curved up.
What a ridiculous method.
Dealing with a naive Nolan Locke fresh out of the gate would naturally be nothing.
But now, he has memories from two lifetimes.
They want to solve him with such methods?
They underestimate him too much.
After Nolan left, the directors looked at Mores.
Not long ago, Mores brought the Irish and talked to them.
Whether they were willing or not, facing the threat of profit and the Irish Gang, they could only choose to compromise.
Mores said indifferently:
"What are you afraid of? As long as we are united, what can Nolan Locke do? At worst, we'll just use some special methods."
Break the pot and shatter the tiles?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Mores's face.
"Does he have the qualifications for that?"
He just looked down on murder as a method, but that didn't mean he didn't know it was effective.
The Irish Gang is not someone anyone can provoke.
On the other side.
Nolan, having left the company, was already heading to a dinner party.
Those attending were all famous scientists of the time.
And he, relying on K-01, successfully obtained an entry ticket.
By his side, naturally, was his new girlfriend.
Jessica Jones was a bit nervous.
For today, she searched through all her clothes, but unfortunately, having come from Hell's Kitchen, she didn't have a suitable dress at all.
In the end, Nolan still took her to buy one.
It must be said, Jessica Jones looked quite charming in the dress.
The only regret was that she was still somewhat underdeveloped.
Making her lose some charm.
At least when Nolan's eyes were scanning around the venue.
Jessica Jones realized this with certainty.
She originally wanted to get angry, but then she looked around, and then at herself.
Alright.
She lost badly.
At this banquet, every invited scientist would elaborate on some of their research.
To put it simply, this was an academic exchange meeting.
Nolan listened to the presentations on stage and felt greatly enlightened.
Although he also had a doctorate degree and, with the help of the system, gained a lot of unique knowledge.
But everyone here was a genius.
Not a single one was someone he could underestimate.
Just as he was listening attentively, a voice filled with disdain from the bone sounded.
"It seems you're listening very seriously."
Nolan turned back to look.
He saw someone he couldn't be more familiar with walk up to him.
"Tony Stark!"
Nolan was slightly surprised.
He knew Tony Stark was here, but he had no intention of striking up a conversation.
Because he knew very well.
If he went up to him at this time, there was no other possibility than being ridiculed.
Now Tony Stark had come over on his own initiative.
Perhaps Tony Stark wasn't as arrogant as he imagined?
That's right, it was possible.
After all, his understanding of him was only from movies and TV shows.
A few hours of film only showcased the tip of the iceberg of a person.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.
Being able to build a good relationship with Tony Stark was also a good thing for him.
Who could refuse the friendship of the World's top arms magnate?
"Don't you think what they are saying makes a lot of sense?
For example, the knowledge about the field of end-effectors that Dr. Louis just talked about gave me significant inspiration."
Before Nolan's voice had even faded.
Tony Stark suddenly let out a scoff.
"The technology used in your K-01 is not complex; it's only decent in terms of sensors."
"It seems I overestimated you, because what that idiot Louis is talking about is completely useless."
And yet you act as if you've found a treasure!"
After speaking, Tony Stark glanced at Nolan, and then shifted his gaze to Jessica Jones.
Jessica Jones felt a blatant scan.
Tony Stark curled his lip in disdain and said:
"Your ability, just like your taste, is completely useless."
Hearing this, Nolan's face darkened.
What the hell is wrong with you?!
If you can't speak properly, you can shut up. How can a perfectly fine person have a mouth like that?
But looking at the women next to Tony Stark.
He could recognize them because they were the cover girls of the previous issue of Playboy.
Their figures were indeed perfect.
The most crucial thing was, there were two of them!
He turned back to look beside him.
Instantly, Nolan felt somewhat powerless to retort.
Jessica Jones noticed Nolan's gaze, and her expression immediately stiffened.
She was triggered.
"Bastard, what are you saying!"
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