Crossing Marvel: I took over Iron Man

Why do these villains always want to make themselves look green?

Do they all like this color?

If you want to live a decent life, you must have a little green on your head?

Then there’s no need to turn your whole body green, right?

Ye Qingyang automatically ignored that he also obtained the blood of the Hulk.

Please, this is a high-tech mutation, so I don’t need to turn green!

"It seems that Spider-Man's plot is about to begin, HAPPY!"

"Here comes the boss!" The fat HAPPY was in place instantly.

"Go to Forest Hills, Queens, New York and find a young man named Peter Parker. He should still be in high school." Ye Qingyang remembered that Peter Parker was also an inventive genius. After he became Spider-Man, he developed a spider silk launcher.

——Not only can it be used as an offensive weapon, but it can also adhere to most objects. It is resistant to high temperatures and has excellent toughness.

Such high-tech talents must be brought under our control to contribute to our own scientific and technological undertakings.

"By the way, Peibo." Ye Qingyang called softly.

"What's the matter, boss?" Little Pepper will never show off her special relationship with Shit Daguo in front of outsiders. She doesn't want others to think that she relies on her body to get to the top.

"Today I am going all out to acquire Osborne's company shares. I want to become the first shareholder of Osborne Enterprises." Ye Qingyang recalled what Osborne did on the plane.

Such a small role makes him disappear into thin air. What a bullshit Green Goblin, I can stab him to death with just one finger.

"Okay boss." Little Pepper recorded it on a tablet.

"Will my cheap uncle Obadiah come to the chairman's meeting today?"

"The vice president will definitely come. He has many proposals and plans for you to sign." Little Pepper explained.

"That's just right, I want to settle the ledger with him!"

After breakfast, Ye Qingyang changed into a formal suit and looked ordinary.

The elevator door opened with a ding, and Ye Qingyang walked in. This is a special elevator for Stark Group executives, and can only be used by managers above the general manager level of the company.

Ye Qingyang was the only one in the elevator at this moment.

"Ding"

The elevator suddenly stopped at the eighteenth floor, and a fat man with a shiny head and white beard walked in.

Somewhat surprised, Ye Qingyang was also in the elevator.

"Oh, Tony, welcome home!" Obadiah came up and was about to give Ye Qingyang a big hug.

Ye Qingyang ducked slightly to avoid Obadiah's bear hug.

Obadiah suddenly looked embarrassed and retracted his hands unnaturally.

"You don't know how sad and worried I felt after hearing that you were kidnapped in the middle of the world. If Stark Enterprises hadn't needed a leader, I would have really wanted to fly over and save you!" Obadiah said.

He spoke passionately and shed two crocodile tears.

"Are you worried about me? I think you want me to die soon, right?" Ye Qingyang directly exposed the old bald man's evil plan without showing any mercy to him.

"Oh, my poor Tony, what kind of stimulation did you receive that caused you to start talking nonsense?" A trace of panic flashed in Obadiah's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

Be calm and never get into trouble.

The Ten Commandments Gang that he hired was a very secret armed organization. Even the CIA of the United States of America could not detect it. How could he, a playboy who only did research, know about it?

You must be scamming me!

"I think it's not me who is stimulated, but you, the old fool, who is stimulated!" Ye Qingyang said with a stern face.

"Speaking of which, you are still a good friend of my father. When you jointly founded Stark Industries, my father Howard regarded you as a brother. But you, my good uncle, are bent on seeking power to usurp the throne and take me.

Instead!"

"If you don't take a piss and look at yourself, who do you think you are? Do you have the capital?"

Ye Qingyang's tone became more and more unkind: "You are just a follower. If my father hadn't pitied you, do you think you could achieve the position you have today? Let me tell you, even if you change a dog to be the vice president today, I will

Tucker Group will never make any mistakes!"

"You - you - you -" Obadiah was so angry that he was out of breath. In terms of eloquence, he, a civilized man who grew up in the upper class of the United States of America, was the opponent of Ye Qingyang, who had been mixed up in society since childhood.

"What are you? You just can't recognize how much you weigh! You even boast that the group can't live without you! Who do you think you are? Anyone can leave this group except me! From MIT!

A top student, the people in the world give Tony a big shit, nicknamed the Little Invention Expert!"

"Ding——" The elevator door opened, and several company executives were waiting at the elevator door early to welcome Stark Group Chairman Tony Shidaguo who had not returned for a long time.

Who knew that as soon as he opened the door, he saw Obadiah, the company's second-in-command, clutching his chest and looking like he was having a heart attack.

"What's wrong? Do you want to call the doctor?" An old aunt in her forties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a pair of flesh-colored stockings on her legs, hurried over and rubbed Obadiah's hands with her hands.

Chest.

"Damn it, this can't be the old bald man's friend, right? In front of everyone, in the clear sky, he actually does such an immoral thing!" Ye Qingyang was dumbfounded.

"It seems that there is going to be a Stark rectification movement. We must learn from the advanced theoretical experience of the ancient oriental countries, use rectification methods to strengthen the group's style construction, and form a style that combines theory and practice!"

"Hello, Chairman!"

On the other side are a group of young company executives, all new and new humans promoted by shitheads.

Basically, they are all high-level talents who graduated from Yale, Harvard, and MIT, and of course there are also many overseas talents who came across the ocean from the Han Dynasty.

It is said that they are all trained by the two highest-level universities in the Han Dynasty at a huge cost. Ye Qingyang often read the news before, that is the talent reserve base of the United States of America!

Not much to say, there are many beautiful Han beauties among them, who are more in line with Ye Qingyang's aesthetics.

Especially a beautiful woman with long black hair and straight hair, well-dressed, wearing a small white suit, and a hip skirt that exposed her thighs. Underneath was a pair of slender legs measuring ninety centimeters, with two beautiful legs wearing Givenchy pearl-colored stockings tightly held together.

, only four seams can be seen.

But Ye Qingyang used to play Douyin in the Han Dynasty. They all said that there are five slits in the beautiful legs when they are closed together. Where is the extra one?

Ye Qingyang still couldn't understand it.

"Hello, comrades!" Ye Qingyang waved to the new forces!

"Hello, Chairman!"

"Good job, comrades!"

"Serve Stark Group!"

Look, look, these are the high-precision and complex talents needed in the new century. Obadiah’s bunch of old guys should have been eliminated long ago!