3% of the shares!
This was Fisk's request.
At the same time, this request successfully made Nolan feel the urge to kill him.
In the future, this 3% represents tens of billions!
But he also knew that he was currently asking for something.
As for later...
Fisk doesn't have the ability to sway the Military's opinion.
All he wanted was to go through a special channel to submit his company's application.
Game rules?
The thing he's been doing the most recently is breaking the game rules!
So Nolan agreed to all of Fisk's demands without hesitation.
Anyway, he didn't plan to fulfill them.
If he doesn't want ten million US dollars, then he won't get anything.
Leaving from there.
Simon Phillip's face was grim.
"Boss, are you really planning to give him shares?"
Nolan chuckled.
"Let's get the arms dealing authorization first."
Looking at his Boss's calm expression, Simon Phillip seemed to understand his meaning as well.
He reminded:
"Boss, that Fisk is not easy to mess with.
Although he's just a businessman, behind him are not only official connections but also connections to the underworld.
Going back on your word will be very troublesome."
Nolan chuckled softly.
"Trouble?
I'm never afraid of trouble.
If I were afraid of trouble, I wouldn't have left Locke Company.
No matter who it is, if they want to provoke me, they can see what I can do.
Saying this, Nolan looked at Simon Phillip.
"Simon, I want you to remember.
Locke Technology will never fear anyone!
Never!"
Nolan emphasized it again.
These words weren't just for Simon Phillip.
He was also telling himself.
Campbell and others made him understand that in this World, only by being ruthless can you achieve more!
Of course, he couldn't be this ruthless all the time.
He just wanted to make money.
Make more money.
Because only in this way could he become stronger.
Carnage?
That wouldn't help his financial future at all.
Not only that, but he also planned to create a persona for himself.
For example...
Iron Man.
Hmm... how about a double Iron Man act with Tony Stark?
He could even consider participating in some positive films and TV shows to enhance his approachable image.
A perfect public image could bring him a lot of money.
Money equals power!
No one could stop his financial future.
For this, he could pay any price!
The new company has been successfully established.
The location is relatively remote, in the suburbs of New York.
No choice.
Land in the city center is too expensive.
Moreover, he needed not only a research company but also corresponding factories.
He planned to build a headquarters similar to the Hive, like Umbrella in a certain World.
Bury all the company's secrets underground.
Once the company develops, he'd move less important things to other locations.
Unfortunately, at the moment, it's difficult for him to achieve this.
He can only start the company while having the construction teams work.
After all, doing all this requires money.
And he's short on money, very short.
After Nolan and Simon Phillip left.
Fisk made a phone call with a smile on his face.
"Boss, Nolan Locke agreed to my request, and we will get 3% of Locke Technology shares."
The top floor of a tall building somewhere in New York.
A burly man stood by the window, overlooking the entire city.
"Not bad."
After hearing Fisk finish, the man spoke indifferently.
He leaned on his sapphire-inlaid cane and continued:
"What we need is order, and we hope Nolan Locke can abide by it."
After speaking, the man hung up the phone.
A smile appeared on his fleshy face.
Before long, someone walked in.
"Boss, the Irish have been causing a lot of trouble recently, and a few gangs hope you can mediate."
The man pondered for a moment, then said:
"That Finland Cooley guy has indeed gone a bit too far."
Have Leland Owlsley go there. I hope Hell's Kitchen can be quieter, do you understand what I mean?"
"Yes, Boss!"
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Nolan is currently busy every day.
In the new company's factory building.
He has already started production of the SAR-01 Combat Robot.
To acquire the research data for this big guy.
He spent a full 130 million!
So much so that the funds originally planned to be injected into the new company.
Also changed from one hundred million to fifty million.
He also kept ten million US dollars.
Having just the technology isn't enough.
The production cost of the SAR-01 Combat Robot is right there.
Not only the SAR-01 Combat Robot, but he also plans to purchase some lower-value technologies.
To expand the company's product reserves.
As a technology company, he should have prioritized producing everyday tech products.
But soon after, there will be a Military technology expo.
Many high-ranking Military officials will attend that expo.
He believes his SAR-01 Combat Robot will definitely get a good order!
On the other side, Locke Technology, oh, now it's Mores Technology Company.
Mores received the company's asset liquidation statistics.
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His face suddenly turned ashen.
The current situation is that if he doesn't invest at least another thirty million in funds, the company won't even be able to operate normally.
He knew this must be Nolan Locke's doing.
But all the data was legal.
He was tricked, and the price was severe!
Mores's expression was twisted.
"Damn Nolan Locke!
This time, I'll make sure you know the consequences of offending the Irish!"
He roared in anger.
Throughout the day, everyone in the company could hear his roars.
Mores was furious.
Finland Cooley was even more so.
He didn't even bother with Kingpin's mediation talks.
"Mores, tell me, what are you planning to do now?" Finland Cooley's already disfigured face showed visible dissatisfaction.
Facing each other, Mores said coldly:
"This time, I was too soft.
Since he dared to trick us, we'll let him know how formidable the Irish are!"
Saying this, Mores spoke sinisterly:
"Doesn't he have a girlfriend?
I think we should first capture his girlfriend and then have some fun with her.
I really want to see what Nolan Locke looks like when he goes crazy."
A cruel smile appeared on Finland Cooley's face.
He liked this idea.
Ever since he was disfigured, he swore to let everyone know his cruelty.
"Let's do that, but that girl is not easy to deal with.
Our intelligence shows that she once saved Nolan Locke and seems to be one of the Inhumans," Finland Cooley said.
Mores smiled.
"We Irish have killed more than one Inhuman, haven't we?"
Finland Cooley's lips curled up.
Has superpowers?
Even if she can block bullets, in front of the Irish, there's only a dead end!
Unbeknownst when,
The sky turned gloomy.
Looking like a storm was coming.
The sky gradually darkened into night.
Jessica Jones lay lazily on the sofa.
Chatting on the phone with Nolan.
Of course, she did most of the talking.
Nolan Locke?
That bastard has been assembling some combat robots.
Only occasionally giving her perfunctory replies.
But even so, as an orphan, she was already very happy.
Just then, the night rain fell.
Wetting the windows.
"Why did it suddenly rain."
Jessica Jones sighed.
Annoying weather.
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