Chapter 1729: ?closed

Latest website: "I announce that Stark Industries will permanently close its arms production department."

Tony attended the press conference with a Wilson cheeseburger in his hand and a plaster on his other arm. He directly announced the closure of the most profitable department in the company. Workers and researchers in it will be diverted to other post.

The reporters' camera flashes can blind anyone, but Tony often appears in the newspapers. It had been expected that he was wearing coquettish sunglasses.

When the reporter asked him what he was going to do next, he stopped answering any questions. The bodyguard, Harpy, covered him and got into the safe passage. The fat man blocked the door and blocked him from the reporters who came like brain-eating zombies. They.

Little Pepper was waiting for him outside the door. At this time, Tony’s personal secretary looked helpless, and said as he walked: "Although I agree with you to close the arms department, I never thought you would announce it directly. We will meet in the next few days. Very passive."

"You mean my Uncle Obadiah? No, as long as I tell him that he can make more money, he will definitely agree with me." Tony stuffed the burger into his mouth and licked his fingers. After being shut in the rain forest for a month, my mouth was faint: "Tomorrow our stock price should continue to fall sharply after the stock market opens, because everyone thinks that Stark is an arms company, but I need you to hire a trader to prepare in advance, All the stocks that have been sold are eaten, and the funds are used in secret accounts in the Cayman Islands."

"It's very unwise to use your own liquidity to rescue the market bubble." Xiaojiao gave her own point of view, which she felt was burning money.

"Calm down, my clever beauty secretary, I will hold a press conference again in a week to announce that Stark Industries will set up a new department, the New Energy Research Department, and start to provide clean and cheap energy to the United States. At that time, our stock will be at least It will double as much as before."

Tony took the tissue that Potts handed to wipe his mouth. It wasn't exactly that, but she put the tissue on Tony's plaster arm and he took it with his other hand.

He will only pick up something handed by others when he is completely focused on research. Most of the time, he sees it as a bad omen.

But the big boss who doesn't have some weird habits?

It's not the first year that Pepper has followed Tony. The personal assistant knows too much about him.

Potts thought about it for a while. If this is the case, a low stock market can indeed make more money and concentrate equity, but does new energy exist?

"What is the new energy?" She followed Tony's pace with her high heels twisting and twisting. Although she was a head taller than Tony, his two short legs were so fast that he walked in a rush.

There was a creaking sound of shoe soles on the smooth tiled floor of the corridor, and her long golden ponytail hair flicked behind her head.

Tony threw the wiping paper aside, stretched his hand to his chest and pulled out his shirt, and opened a gap between the buttons with his fingers, revealing the blue Ark reactor on his chest.

"This is new energy. What is the most valuable in the future? Energy, whether it is electricity or more advanced cosmic radiation, and the non-renewability of the earth's traditional fossil fuels have restricted the development of science and technology. Whoever masters the energy can control the future. "

"Huh? Can it provide a lot of energy? For example, you light up all the lamps in your Beverly Hills villa?"

Little Chili took a look and then looked away. This was still in the back corridor of the corporate press conference hall. She didn’t want to hear the rumors that the company’s “little secret staring at the boss’s chest” after today:

"I thought it was just an electromagnet, as you said at the airport before."

"At that time, we were'protected' by a group of military people. Don't you know how many people want to eat fat? In fact, this is a'miniature palladium-hydrogen cold nuclear fusion reactor' bound by a high magnetic field. Use it It can last 30 seconds to power the entire Manhattan."

Tony tapped the transparent shell of the reactor on his chest with his nails, and it made a crisp sound:

"It can not only power the electromagnet, attract the shrapnel in my heart to ensure that I can't die, but also drive many other things, such as nuclear submarines, aircraft carriers, fighter jets, etc... Of course, this is not It’s made in the laboratory. The quality is very poor and the scale is small. After a while, I will go home and make a new one. You have to replace it for me."

Xiaojiao graduated from the School of Arts and Accounting majoring in accounting. She can understand every word of Tony's scientific principles, but she can't understand them when put together.

She shook her head and pointed to the middle-aged man guarding at the exit of the passage:

"You haven't said who kidnapped you? The agents on the CIA have been waiting for you for a long time. They want to know the direction of the next investigation. As an important military supplier to the US military, Stark Industries involves many interests. ."

"It's him?" Tony looked at the man in black who was standing there with a serious hair loss with a smile on his face, and said to the woman in a low voice: "Looks like an over-aged hotel concierge or a British taxi driver. , It’s not like an agent anyway."

"But I am indeed a CIA employee, Mr. Stark." The other party's hearing is surprisingly good. He held out his hand and walked over with a gentle smile, as if to shake hands with Tony: "My name is Coleson, from the CIA. Section 30, Group 5 of IFNO, an analytical agency under the New York branch. This is my work certificate and a letter from the leader. I have been waiting for you for three hours. Can we talk now?"

What messy work unit? Never heard of it before, Tony's eyes rolled to his lower eyelids, and he glanced up at the other party's ID with his chin up, without the intention of shaking hands.

"Oh, I suddenly feel that my heart is not feeling well. I'm dying and I need to see a doctor. Potts, tell this guy what you know. I have to go in a helicopter to cooperate with the CIA."

Saying that he dropped the little pepper, slid away from Coulson, and watched his fast walking into the elevator, it didn't look like a heart attack.

Coleson was still smiling, but nodded goodbye to Tony who had run away, then put his gaze on Potts's face, blinking and waiting for the answer.

Little Pepper is not as cheeky as Tony~www.NovelMTL.com~ It can be so indifferent to lie to the face, she wants to answer some of the agent's questions, but the point is that she doesn't know anything.

"Well... how about going to my office for a cup of tea?" She showed a somewhat awkward but decent smile, and walked over to shake hands with Coleson: "He is not like this, maybe Being imprisoned by terrorists for too long, the mental pressure is too great."

The agent in the black suit nodded without any anger at all. The smiley face was like a permanent expression: "I understand and understand Mr. Stark's character, can we drink black tea? Add some sweet cream Kind of."

"Of course, please follow me."

Potts breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and pressed another elevator, hoping that the CIA would not feel that Stark Industries has any connection with the terrorist organization. After all, you said you were kidnapped and escaped. Who knows you? Did you promise that the bad guys would be released?

It's a public relations crisis, it's the stock market, and it has to deal with national investigations. This assistant should be busier than the president...