Crossing Marvel: I took over Iron Man

I don't think about how to develop new equipment and seize core technologies all day long. Instead, I carefully plan how to squeeze out myself, the icon and core figure of Stark Industries!

What do you think?

Do you still have any brains?

Without me, who would develop the company’s technology?

How to lead a team?

A bunch of SHA waves!

So Obadiah and his group,

Not only should we be eliminated by the times, but we should also be eliminated by the company!

"Stop standing around, go to the conference room and get ready for the meeting!" Ye Qingyang's eyes were stern. This feeling of being surrounded by stars was so damn good. No wonder everyone wanted to be a boss and a master!

"My old uncle, if you are sick, go see a doctor as soon as possible. It's not a problem to hold on. The company will not rate you as an advanced individual just because of this. I don't advocate going to work while sick!" Ye Qingyang looked at the seat.

The old bald man on the left said.

"You——" Obadiah, who had just recovered his breath, started coughing violently again.

"Chairman, the vice president has no merit but hard work. During this period of time when you were not here, the vice president worked hard and worked hard for the company -" the old aunt said.

"Stop, stop, stop, what are you talking about? Is my company a charity enterprise? I paid you to come here to listen to your complaints to me?" Ye Qingyang interrupted the old aunt's chatter with a wave of his hand.

"Whether it's hard or not, think about Saddam! Whether it's smooth or not, think about Clinton! If you want to be miserable, I'll send you to the middle of the world for a month, or to Africa to live with your black uncles.

Experience primitive life!”

The old aunt immediately put off the engine and did not dare to say anything more.

"Shit, we are all veterans of the company. We all conquered the world together with your father Howard. Now that you have secured your position, you have begun to exclude dissidents and ridicule us old employees. You are wrong to say that, right?

?" An old man with a gray beard stood up angrily and almost poked Ye Qingyang's face with his finger.

"Who are you?" Ye Qingyang glanced at him disdainfully.

"I am--"

After he finished speaking, Ye Qingyang directly waved his hand to signal him to stop talking.

"I'm not interested in paying attention to you. I hold 70% of the company's equity. I have the final say in this company. If any of you don't want to work, just tell me. Don't show your seniority to me. Let me tell you, I don't

You guys are doing this!" Ye Qingyang also got angry.

A delicate mug glass in his hand was thrown to the ground, causing everyone present to jump.

A company is also a society, with competition and factions, but company leaders must hold their ground, have strength, and have temper. A leader without temper will never be a good leader.

But a leader who only loses his temper can only be an incompetent leader.

"You, you, you -" The old man who was criticized by Ye Qingyang was also

"Ga"

He drew it with a loud sound,

He has lived for so many years and has never suffered such humiliation, and it was in front of so many people.

"It's so rude! Rude, you have no education at all!" Obadiah saw that each of his subordinates was angered by Ye Qingyang, and knew that if he didn't stand up, people would probably lose their support.

If people's hearts are broken, it will be difficult to lead the team.

"Yes, I'm just uneducated, what's the matter? That's better than you, a bald guy, who just doesn't do business every day, thinking about how to seek power and usurp the throne, right? My father raised a dog back then, and you still beg for mercy when you give him a piece of meat? I don't think so.

You are just a white-eyed wolf! You are also a fat bald wolf!" Ye Qingyang smirked.

"I can't tell you, I won't argue with you. I think Tony took the wrong medicine today. Maybe he has been brainwashed by the militants in the central region of the world. The Tony now is not the same Tony at all!" Obadiah

As if he had found some kind of breakthrough, he began to talk nonsense.

That’s it, it must be that way!

Ye Qingyang shook his head with disdain, why, he couldn't reason and started to play sophistry?

What the hell are you saying that I'm not me?

Do you think you are Huang Shilang?

I am not Zhang Mazi!

So he took advantage of the fact that the other party had just stood up and kicked Obadiah's plump ass. The poor old bald man, who was almost sixty years old, actually screamed at the top of his lungs and fell to the ground like a dog.

He landed on his face and almost knocked out his front teeth.

Ye Qingyang immediately sat back on the boss's chair and said mockingly

"Hey, what's wrong? Uncle is kowtowing to his nephew? I didn't give you a red envelope. It doesn't count. Let's kowtow again in another place later!"

"WM's Tony, you little beast, you're just too much of a bully. I'll fight you!" Obadiah suddenly got up from the ground, clenched his fists and hit Ye Qingyang on the body.

"Everyone has seen it. It was the old bald man who made the first move, and I was acting in self-defense!" Ye Qingyang looked at Obadiah's fist and had time to educate everyone about it.

Then he locked Obadiah's arms with a Wing Chun move, and kicked Obadiah's lower body with a kick.

"Click——"

There was a sound of breaking eggs, and the male staff present couldn't help but tighten their legs, while the female staff felt a cool breeze blowing between their legs.

"Hehehehe——" Obadiah couldn't scream because of the severe pain. He looked directly at Ye Qingyang, and a bunch of foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The whole person fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

"Ah - ah -" the old aunt screamed, as if the end of the world was coming.

"What are you shouting for? A mourning call?" Ye Qingyang slapped the old aunt in the face with a big ear-scratcher, shutting her up instantly with such force.

The left side of the old aunt's face quickly swelled up into a big bump that was visible to the naked eye.

"Stop screaming and send my good uncle to the hospital quickly. If it's too late, you may have to practice the Han Dynasty's evil-fighting sword technique."

Wait for the security guards to drag the old bald man away and send him to the hospital.

Ye Qingyang sat down again

"Without the annoying flies, we can now have a good meeting."

"Xiao Rongyu, please send the recent financial statements of Stark Group and see who can't match them?"

"Yes, boss." The beauty with long, black hair and straight hair from the highest university in Han Dynasty stood up quickly.

Her eyes were full of adoring little stars.

Mr. Big Shit is so handsome, rich, willful, and fucking powerful. This kind of man is really hard to get along with.

Feeling a burst of wetness, Xiao Rongyu couldn't help but quietly closed her legs.

"And you old guys, times have changed and you can't keep up with the times. It's time to take care of yourself." Ye Qingyang said calmly, as if he was saying the most common thing.

"I'm the most generous. In this way, I will buy your shares at a price that is 10% higher than the market price. In this way, you will make money, and I will also get back what my father left me. How about it, right?

Fair and reasonable?"

Everyone who had shares present was full of slander, how reasonable it is!

Who doesn't know that Stark Group is a chicken that can lay golden eggs, and its annual dividends are enough to last several lifetimes? Who would have trouble with money?

But seeing that the second-in-command of the group was beaten up and hospitalized by this pervert, who wouldn't be afraid of whether he can continue the family lineage or not?

Ye Qingyang turned around and stood up, glancing at everyone present.

"I've finished speaking. Who is in favor and who is against?"

"Okay, unanimous vote passed! Thank you all for your support and love, the meeting is adjourned!"