The admiral in the Marvel world

In a test room in the Osborne Group Building, the engine whirred, and a bald man stood on a floating glide wing.

Dr. Storm, a middle-aged Mediterranean man, excitedly said to a man in military uniform on the side: "General Ross, we have solved the problem of its balance and the endurance of the micro-engine."

But General Ross was not interested in this and said expressionlessly: "Dr. Storm, I already know about this hang glider. This is not what I came here to see."

The middle-aged Dr. Mediterranean moved his lips and was speechless. Of course he knew that General Ross's purpose was to use the physical enhancement potion.

but……

"General Ross, Mr. Barkan." The old Green Goblin walked out of the laboratory wearing a white coat, with a smile on his face, and greeted the group of people below warmly:

"It's been a long time since we held a board meeting. You are welcome to visit."

"Norman, long time no see." A bald middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair said with a smile. Although he had the same appearance, his surname was not Charles, nor was he a doctor.

But General Ross on the side didn't have a good expression at all. He just said calmly:

"Mr. Osborne, the purpose of my visit is to see how your super soldier project is progressing. Now let's talk about it. I don't have much time."

"This..." the middle-aged Dr. Mediterranean said hesitantly: "We made the experimental mice inhale the gasified physical strength enhancer, and its physical strength increased twelve times..."

"Very good." General Ross praised lightly, but looking at Dr. Storm's hesitant look, he knew there must be something wrong:

"Tell me, what are the side effects?"

"Uh... violent tendencies, extremely aggressive, and extremely bloodthirsty..." Dr. Storm replied. Scientific rigor did not allow him to conceal such serious side effects.

"That was just an accidental experiment." The old Green Goblin walked quickly, stopped between General Ross and Dr. Storm, and said with a smile:

"In addition to Dr. Storm, more than a dozen doctors in our laboratory, including myself, can confirm that the physical enhancement agent has been perfected, and human experiments can be carried out in the next few days. I believe in their experiments It will definitely be a success.”

"Dr. Storm, do you have any suggestions?" General Ross ignored the old Green Goblin's words. He could see that Norman Osborn's words were just farts.

"The road has gone wrong. We must return to the equation research stage and start over. We can no longer just make mistakes..."

"Back to the equation!"

Norman's face turned ugly for a moment, and he glared at Dr. Storm fiercely. Once the military's investment was gone, Osborne's cash flow would be completely cut off, and he would be faced with the problem of not being able to pay wages or receive dividends.

When employees leave and shareholders withdraw their capital, the entire group will collapse completely!

This is destroying his hard work!

"Dr. Osborne!"

General Ross shouted softly, drawing the old Green Goblin's attention back to himself.

"I am a soldier and I will not be as hypocritical as you businessmen." Ross said calmly:

"I won't hide it from you. Our military has decided to conduct research on the super soldier project on its own. I think you have heard of the scientist in charge of this project: Dr. Bruce Banner, a genius scientist."

"He and his team will take on this mission, so we are about to divest and put the funds into our own super soldier program."

"I'm sorry to inform you that in two weeks, it will be time to withdraw capital."

Norman's elegant face was dull. He never expected that this would be the result.

General Ross patted him on the shoulder and smiled:

"It's an honor to work with you in the past. Now, you will have two weeks to respond to changes in cash flow. Prepare in advance, Norman... Of course, if you can come up with a mature product before then

if."

After that, he took the people around him and left.

Norman Osborne's face turned really ugly. He was really in a difficult situation now.

"Norman." A voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and saw that it was Barkan from the board of directors. He controlled the wheelchair and slowly came to Norman Osborne:

"The Marine Laboratory incident has been thoroughly exposed. The media, animal welfare, and even victims are demanding compensation and apology from us, and our stock has plummeted."

Norman Osborne nodded, of course he knew about this, but due to the rupture of cash flow, they can only do some public relations that are of little use, which cannot play a decisive role at all... Moreover, no matter what they do

, there is always more unfavorable evidence against them in the media!

To put it simply, someone is playing tricks on them.

Norman is not a fool. Faced with this situation, he quickly analyzed the purpose of the person behind it.

The other party just wanted to short them, and looking at the series of methods the other party used, they not only wanted money, but also wanted to swallow up the entire Osborne.

Norman knows everything, but in this country, nothing can be done without money, so he desperately urges the super soldier project. Once this succeeds, he will not only get the support of the military, but also the support of the entire country.

By then, all problems will be solved.

but……

Norman's face was gloomy, but with Rose's decision, the death knell of the Osborne Group had sounded, and he had no choice at all.

"In addition to such a serious crisis for the group, the board of directors has decided to convene a board meeting in a week to deal with the current predicament." The bald man in a wheelchair named Barkan said, and with that, he turned around and left.

"Okay, I got it..." Norman responded weakly, sitting on the steps of the company in despair, his mind was in chaos, and his face was full of confusion.

In the building, the number of people coming and going gradually decreased, and in the end, only Norman was left sitting alone on the steps.

"Norman..." Dr. Storm walked over slowly and sat side by side with him.

"Ah... Storm, you haven't left yet..."

Norman glanced at him and looked away again. He didn't blame Storm. The two were partners from the beginning to the present. They could quarrel with each other, but there was no such thing as settling scores.

"How can I leave with you like this?" Storm said with a bitter smile.

"Norman, in fact, the company will be gone if it is gone. We have already made a lot of money, which is enough for us to use for hundreds of years. There is no need to pursue this anymore."

Norman smiled bitterly, didn't he understand these truths, but he was the one who pulled Osborne up little by little, and how much hard work he had put into it. If it was lost, his life would also lose its direction.

What's more, will the person behind it let him go? After the short selling is over, he will face endless lawsuits until he is penniless and impoverished, and finally goes to jail and dies of old age alone.

What is a capitalist? It is to squeeze out every last drop of surplus value from everyone. This is what a capitalist is.

As a capitalist, Norman knows the practices of the people behind the scenes too well.

Thinking of this, fear appeared in Norman's eyes, and the desire to survive also appeared. He was not willing to fail, even if he failed, he would give it a final try.

"Storm, go to the laboratory, we will directly start the human experiment of the super soldier project!" Norman's eyes suddenly became firm:

"Just experiment on me!"

"Norman, no!" Storm flatly refused: "It's too dangerous, you know that little white mouse..."

But Norman couldn't help but took him to the laboratory directly.

"Norman, listen to me, this is absolutely not okay..." Storm struggled.

Jingle bell bell~

The phone rang suddenly. Norman picked it up and saw that it was his son. He raised his thumb and was about to hang up.

But after thinking about it, if the experiment failed, he would never see his son again. After thinking for a moment, he pressed the answer button.

"Harry..." Norman reluctantly cheered up and made his voice sound more normal.

"Dad, we found a treasure." Harry's excited voice came from the phone: "A place as big as a basketball is filled with gold. A conservative estimate... it is worth at least 50 billion!"

The old Green Goblin who almost turned into the Green Goblin: "..."

Life has its ups and downs...it's so exciting!