Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 136 Chapter 135: Do you have any brothers who support books?

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 136 Chapter 135: Do you have any brothers who support books?

"Stark Industrial Expo! Today?"

"Yes, boss—"

On the oak dining table, there were fried fried eggs on a silver plate in front of Tang Song.

Large pieces of omelette were spread on the silver plate, and the yellow-orange omelette was sprinkled with some chopped green onion.

Green scallions are dotted on top of the browned omelette, which looks very appetizing.

On the plate next to it are two peeled hard-boiled eggs.

White and tender boiled eggs are slightly larger than ostrich eggs.

Tang and Song were cutting unknown large pieces of meat steak on the plate,

The meat steaks are juicy on both sides and dotted with some black pepper.

Although eating meat steak for breakfast is a bit greasy, it is the most nutritious.

Dahuang Zhong tempers his bones and muscles. In addition to the essence of the sun and the moon, eating is the best way to replenish the energy consumed by the tempering of his body.

But the taste of this steak can only be said to be okay. Even if the chef sprinkles enough spices on it, it is still not as good as those free-range poultry and livestock.

After all, these poultry and livestock are the result of thousands of years of evolution based on human tastes.

"This Brachiosaurus meat is good!" Tang Song commented after finishing the meat on the plate, feeling the gastrointestinal movements in his body and the nutrients and calories absorbed by his body.

Compared with ordinary beef, the meat of this kind of brachiosaurus provides more energy, with at least twice the calories of ordinary beef.

"If you like it, I'll send another batch over there!" Ryan sat opposite Tang Song and had breakfast.

"How are the preparations for the food processing plant going?" Tang Song picked up a piece of fried dinosaur egg and asked while eating it.

"Currently, the cannery has begun production. This kind of canned dinosaur meat is temporarily only available to our armed soldiers. The first batch has been shipped to East Africa through channels and handed over to Kane!"

Ryan used a knife and fork to deal with the omelette in front of him. He first fixed it with the fork, then cut it into small pieces with a silver table knife and put it into his mouth.

"What objection did Dr. Hammond raise?"

In the impression of the Tang and Song dynasties, Hammond's love for ancient creatures like dinosaurs came from the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, he would not have been nearly bankrupt because he wanted to create a so-called Jurassic Park.

Would Hammond agree to canning meat from ancient animals like dinosaurs?

"Dr. Hammond was very excited at first, but after we proposed an additional investment of US$200 million, he retained his opinion!"

Ryan picked up a piece of fried egg and answered Tang and Song's questions.

"How is the preparation for Jurassic Park going?"

Tang Song picked up the boiled egg on the side and took a bite. It tasted the same as an egg.

"The park will be opened in three months. The project department of the group has visited the island for inspection and the project has high prospects.

If the Jurassic Park project is successful, they are prepared to follow up on the surrounding areas of Jurassic Park in the future, according to their estimates.

As long as the Jurassic Park project becomes popular, the subsequent peripheral profits will reach at least tens of billions!"

"That's not bad. In other words, I invested in the right project!"

After eating two boiled dragon eggs, Tang and Song drank a large glass of milk in several mouthfuls.

“The boss is wise! However, the project department has inspected the environment of the island and wants to build another airstrip on the island to increase passenger flow!

But Dr. Hammond stopped it on the grounds that it would affect the living environment of dinosaurs!”

The young maid on the side came to Tang Song with a basin of warm water, bent slightly, wearing a loose maid outfit, and showed her beauty to Tang Song.

Tang Song washed his hands in the prepared warm water basin, took the hot towel from another maid, and wiped his hands clean.

"Let them talk to the Costa Rican government. Isla Nublar is less than 150 miles away from the west coast of Costa Rica!

The airport can be built there. This will increase tourism revenue for the Costa Rican government, and they will pay for the construction of the airport.

Add a few more shipping cruises from the west coast..."

Tang Song sat on the sofa nearby and picked up a piece of information about the Stark Industry Expo that Ryan had compiled and read it.

A maid brought the freshly brewed tea to the table in front of Tang Song.

Tang Song crossed his legs and flipped through information about the Stark Industry Expo.

Very detailed information, ranging from the history of the Stark Industries Expo to its scale, and even financial reports on the internal funds that Stark Industries spent on the expo during this period.

This kind of internal information, which is generally not disclosed to the outside world, appears here naturally because Boss Tang is also a major shareholder of Stark Industries.

Oh, that's no problem.

Tang Song looked at the astronomical figures on the financial report and raised his eyebrows.

“The original vision for Stark Industries Expo dates back to the days of Howard Stark.

He bought a large piece of land near New York and wanted to build a large-scale industrial expo to organize all the beneficial inventions in the world that promote the development of science and technology into a museum.

But before he could realize this wish, he died in a car accident!

Tony Stark restarted this project not long ago and spent a huge amount of money to complete it in a short period of time!"

Tang Song looked through the information compiled by Ryan, listened to Ryan's story, and looked up at him.

"The tone of your words makes me feel like I'm listening to a press conference at the Stark Industries Expo!"

Ryan laughed and put down the knife and fork in his hand: "Boss, you heard it!"

"Not long ago, you went to Antarctica. In order to fund the re-organizing of this industrial expo, Stark Industries specially held a board meeting."

"In your absence, I attended this meeting on your behalf.

This is what Tony Stark's assistant, Virginia Pepper Potts said at the board meeting, with a slight twist!

Many directors are actually reluctant to spend huge sums of money on an industrial expo that doesn't look very profitable.

However, because of the clean energy projects launched by Stark Industries, the current share price of Stark Industries is almost at an all-time high.

All shareholders have made money, so this money-burning project resolution was passed!"

"Boss, for the opening ceremony of this expo tonight, you..."

Tang Song threw the information on the table, waved his hands and said:

"I haven't seen Tony Stark for a long time. Let's go meet him and see how our Iron Man is doing lately."

"I'll make the arrangements!" Ryan wiped his mouth, stood up and said something, then asked: "Boss, who do you want to invite as your female companion tonight, Miss Skye or Ms. Fox?"

"Forget it, let them have a good rest, I won't take them with me this time!"

Tang and Song took a sip of tea...

…………

John Fitzgerald Kennedy International Airport!

Located in Idlewild, Queens, New York City, New York,

About 21 kilometers northwest from the center of New York, it is a federal 4F-level international airport and is known as a federal gateway-level international aviation hub.

Ding Qing, who had just gotten off the plane, was wearing a floral shirt, shorts, a pair of slippers, and a pair of brown sunglasses on his face. He looked like a normal passenger.

He looked at the sun and subconsciously raised his wrist to look at it.

His empty wrist made him curse "西八"!

"Girl! What time is it now?"

Ding Qing asked the woman beside him,

Li Xinyu glared at Ding Qing in disgust and pulled up her strapless luxury dress.

She hated this outfit. Ding Qing had someone take her to buy it in a high-end luxury brand store in Seoul.

Wearing clothes worth tens of millions of won makes her feel more and more like a gift.

Expensive dresses are more like the gorgeous packaging on a gift.

"President Ding, please be more respectful! I am also a policeman from the South Korean Metropolitan Police Department!"

"Respect!?" Ding Qing grabbed Li Xinyu's dress and pulled it down, exposing her shoulders again.

"Hey, little girl, Zicheng is dead and you are still alive. You should be grateful for your handsome face. If it weren't for your usefulness, I would have sunk you to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish!"

"I think Zicheng will miss you as a Go teacher down there!"

"If you don't want anything to happen to your family, just be honest and obedient!"

Li Xinyu looked at Ding Qing with a ferocious expression, and was so frightened that he dared not speak.

Li Xinyu's identity is a criminal police officer of the South Korean Metropolitan Police and the contact person of Li Zicheng, an undercover agent who broke into the Kinmen Group.

Her disguised identity is Li Zicheng's personal Go teacher.

After Li Zicheng's death, his undercover identity was exposed, and Li Xinyu was immediately controlled by Ding Qing's subordinates.

Li Xinyu knew how scary Ding Qing was, and his words were definitely not threats. Shi Wu was put into a gasoline barrel in front of her and sank into the sea...

"What time is it now?"

"Ten o'clock!" Li Xinyu looked at the time on the ladies' watch on his wrist and replied in a low voice honestly.

Ding Qing glanced at the agreed place and said, "Axi, are these guys letting me go?"

"Hello! Are you President Ding Qing?"

At this moment, a big white man in a black suit came over from behind Ding Qing and asked him.

"I'm Ding Qing! Are you Mr. Tang's person?"

Ding Qing adjusted his sunglasses downwards and looked at the person in front of him.

The big white man in a black suit, wearing white gloves on his hands, and a headset in his ear nodded slightly.

"We were sent by the boss to pick you up. I'm sorry, President Ding. Our car was parked inside the airport. I didn't expect you to leave the airport directly!"

A black Mercedes-Benz drove from a short distance away and stopped in front of Ding Qing.

The big white man stepped forward and opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz, bowed slightly, and motioned for the two of them to get in the car.

After Ding Qing and Li Xinyu got into the car, the big white man closed the door and got into the passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz.

The driver in the driver's seat stepped on the accelerator and the car drove away from the airport.

In the car, Li Xinyu kept looking out the window anxiously, his hand on the door opening button under the window, and wanted to press it several times to jump out of the car and escape.

Especially when the Mercedes-Benz passed by a police car parked on the roadside, she almost pressed down her hand.

In the end, Li Xinyu held back. She could escape, but her family was still in the hands of the Kinmen Group.

She couldn't bring them down.

Li Xinyu looked out the window at the endless traffic of New York Avenue, with a sad expression on his face.

Who would have thought that a police officer from the South Korean Metropolitan Police would be given as a "gift" by one gang leader to another gang leader.

"Hello, where are we going? Should we go directly to see Mr. Tang?"

Ding Qing's eyes were always paying attention to Li Xinyu's movements. When he saw her hand removing the door button of the car, a sneer flashed at the corner of Ding Qing's mouth.

He leaned over the seat in front and stretched his head to ask the big white man in the passenger seat about his destination.

"No, President Ding, let's go to the hotel first. The boss won't have time to see you until tomorrow!"

The big white man raised his head, looked at Ding Qing's face in the rearview mirror, and replied.

Upon hearing the words of the big white man, Ding Qing's face instantly twisted, and he subconsciously reached out to cover his abdomen.

But he forced a smile on his face, nodded to the big white man, and returned to his chair.

The big white man sent Ding and Qing to the Four Seasons Hotel in New York.

As one of the most luxurious five-star hotels in New York, look at the towering lobby, marble-carved floors and columns.

When he checked into the hotel's presidential suite, Ding Qing couldn't figure out for a moment whether the Tang boss in New York valued him or not.

They say they care, but they send him to the hotel. They say they don't care, but they arrange for them to stay in a presidential suite that costs tens of thousands of dollars a night.

After entering the room and seeing the big white man leaving, Ding Qing searched the entire room non-stop, looking for possible hidden cameras and recording equipment.

After confirming that the room was safe, Ding Qing rushed directly into the bathroom, pulled open his floral shirt, and exposed his abdomen wrapped in gauze.

Looking at the bleeding abdomen, Ding Qing bit open the tip of a needle and inserted an anti-inflammatory needle into it despite the severe pain.

………………

"Boss, the people sent to the North Pole are on their way. There are twelve of them in total, and they are all good players among the card soldiers!"

In a black extended business car, Tang Song was flipping through the newspaper, and Ryan was sitting diagonally opposite him.

Busy using laptop computer to deal with group matters.

On the laptop screen, a pile of files marked in red to be processed pop up from time to time.

While handling it, Ryan reported some things that Boss Tang was concerned about to him.

"Let them follow White Ghost temporarily and cooperate with him to get the information I want!"

"Yes! Boss!"

…

The two chatted and handled work, and soon the car returned from the venue to Tang Manor, where Boss Tang usually lived.

In the living room of the manor, Sloan had been waiting for a long time, and there was a pale girl with him.

"Boss!" Seeing Tang Song and Ryan coming in, Sloan quickly stood up and said hello.

Tang Song waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down. He went straight to the main sofa and sat down.

Ryan carried his notebook directly to the living room and study.

The maid next to him quickly brought tea for Tang and Song. After asking Tang and Song for his opinion, he took out a box of cigars inlaid with gems from the side.

Kneel on the carpet, trim the cigar with a cigar cutter, and then slowly burn it with a special cigar match.

The maids in Tang Manor are no more than thirty years old, and their height and appearance are carefully selected.

Not only are they as beautiful as flowers, they can be called beauties anywhere.

Of course, their salary is not cheap either. What they receive is not a monthly salary, but an annual salary.

Annual salary of 300,000 US dollars per year, plus half-year year-end bonus at the end of the year.

They also signed long-term contracts, the minimum being five years.

Although there is an essential confidentiality agreement and liquidated damages of tens of millions, many people are flocking to this job.

It's not just money. Many young and beautiful girls come to Down's Manor to work as maids for other reasons besides money.

If they really became Boss Tang's lover, for these people, it would be almost instantaneous for them to join the upper class society.

Ever since Tang Song came in, Ju Ziyun's innocent eyes had been staring at him.

"Ah, are you the leader here?"

Tang Song raised the corners of his mouth and stretched out his hand. The maid handed the processed cigars to Tang Song's hands.

Tang Song crossed his legs, puffed on his cigar, and blew out a smoke ring.

"Boss? They usually call me boss!"

Tang Song smoked a cigar and looked at the little girl in front of him.

Ju Ziyun looked at Tang Song with a scum look: "Uncle, I don't know what you are going to do with me!?

Imprison me and make me a plaything, kill me, or continue Dr. Bai’s experiments?”

Gu Ziyun's tone was indifferent, as if he was asking about the life and death of others. His calmness was a bit creepy.

As an experimental subject, a tissue-cultured killing machine, hidden beneath the appearance of the girl next door to Goo Ja-yun is really, as Dr. Baek said, a "monster"!

Tang Song stood up and came to Ju Ziyun, looking down at the little girl who was not afraid and looked up at her,

He stretched out his hand and patted her face:

"What do you think I should do with you? You cost me a few good gunners. What do you think I should do with you?"

Without waiting for Ju Ziyun to answer, Tang Song stretched out his hand, and Sloan on the side handed over a tablet computer.

Tang Song paddled the tablet and looked at the information on the tablet.

This is the information Sloan compiled in South Korea about the girl in front of him.

"Ju Ziyun, still in high school,"

Tang Song glanced at Ju Ziyun's slightly childish face and frowned:

"The information shows that you were adopted by your adoptive parents, but there is no adoption certificate for you. You can't be a child picked up from the trash can.

Well, but you can tell from their appearance that your adoptive parents are both good people!

Your adoptive mother has Alzheimer's disease, which is not easy to treat!"

As soon as Tang Song's words came out, Ju Ziyun's expression changed instantly, his cold and stern eyes looked like a wild beast being cornered.

"Your adoptive parents seem to be your rivals, and your little best friend has a good personality and is quite handsome!"

Tang Song didn't seem to notice Ju Ziyun's expression of wanting to choose someone to devour, and continued to flip through the photos and information on the tablet.

"Make a deal, I'll take care of your adoptive mother's Alzheimer's disease, how about you hang out with me?!"

Tang Song raised his head, with a gentle face full of sincerity, and issued an invitation.

Ju Ziyun had a smile on his face and stared at Tang Jinyan with his big innocent eyes:

"Uncle, what will happen if I refuse?"

Uncle, when Tang Song heard this title, he stretched out two fingers and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I found some good information from your organization's laboratory. You are an excellent experimental subject. It doesn't matter if you don't agree. You are just a guinea pig!"

Ju Ziyun stared at Tang Song with a pair of innocent eyes. For a long time, a smile emerged from the corner of her mouth.

"Then, please take good care of me from now on, uncle!"

………………

"Yeah! Why are you here, you annoying guy?"

In Tang's Manor, after Ju Ziyun dropped blood on a small jade plaque, he was given an antidote pill, and then was led to a room in the manor by the maid.

Ju Ziyun stood at the window, looking at the blooming lotus flowers on the lake outside, feeling a little lost.

A girl in a Gothic maid outfit yawned and walked sleepily by the lake. She looked up and saw Goo Ja-yoon standing by the window.

"Who are you?"

Ju Ziyun glanced at Zheng Daen, obviously not impressed by her.

"Number one!"

Being ignored, Zheng Da Eun was so angry that he called out Koo Ja Yoon's former code name in the organization.

This title immediately made Ju Ziyun's eyes change, and his face was filled with a smile, but his eyes were extremely indifferent. Looking at Zheng Daen was like looking at a dead person.

Ju Ziyun jumped out, took a few steps, and came to Zheng Duoen. He put his hand on her head and started to smack her head on the stone pillar of the pavilion.

Ju Ziyun is very fast, but because the poison of the skeleton demon is still cleansed from his body!

Her speed was at least 70% slower than before. Zheng Da En slapped Goo Ja Yoon's hand with a backhand, followed by her next blow.

Then without showing any signs of weakness, he lifted up his black Martin boots and kicked Goo Ziyun in the lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

Ju Ziyun raised his foot and kicked to the side, knocking Zheng Da En's kick aside, and then kneed Zheng Da Eun in the abdomen.

……………

"Don't worry about it!"

In the study room with a full view of the lake, Tang Song sat by the window, sipping tea and watching the two girls having a ball.

Selena, who was wearing a black leather windbreaker, leaned against the window with her hands folded, looked at Tang Song who was drinking tea leisurely, and couldn't help but ask.

"When children fight, let them do it!"

Tang Song held the tea cup and said calmly.

"How's it going? Are you used to living in the manor lately?"

Selena hugged her shoulders and turned to look at Tang Song: "It's not bad, but sometimes I'm a little confused.

I have always aimed to hunt down werewolves before, but now that the real murderer of my parents is dead, I suddenly don’t know what to do!”

"If you are really bored, there is a group of people who can give it to you!"

Professor Connors recently used perfect blood and combined the serums of three vampires to create a new type of vampire.

They are not afraid of sunlight or silver, and their strength and speed are far superior to those of their kind. In the dark, their strength and speed are doubled, and they even have the ability to fly away into a group of bats.

The perfect night race, this was the comment on the experimental report submitted by Professor Connors to the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Currently, a total of sixteen hybrid vampires have been cultivated in the laboratory.

Except for the four who stayed in the hive to cooperate with the experiment,

Tang and Song planned to form a team of the remaining twelve mixed-blood vampires. He had already thought of a name and called them Night Demons.

As for the leader of this night demon team, the goddess of the night is naturally the best choice.

"I thought you just wanted to sleep with me?"

Selina was a little surprised. After being in contact with him for such a long time, she thought she knew the man in front of her very well.

Although he looks gentle on the surface, he is actually a very controlling man.

Especially the power over women and subordinates.

Selina's doubtful eyes made Tang Song rub her nose.

With a move of his hand, Selena, who was leaning against the window, was pulled directly into his arms.

The gentle breeze was blowing in the lotus pond, and two girls were fighting each other by the lake. The windows in the distance seemed to be blown by the wind, and there was a gentle shaking and collision sound.

………………

At night, the lights in front of the newly completed Stark Expo were brightly lit, people were coming and going, and there were news trucks and reporters standing in front of cameras.

Whenever a luxury car approaches, these journalists will call for cameras to come forward and take pictures.

Many reporters even directly connected to TV stations to start live broadcasts.

In Tony Stark's own words, it's like a zoo.

They are like a group of animals being watched.

Today's Tony Stark is in the limelight after the identity of Iron Man was exposed.

Due to the clean energy launched by Stark Industries, Stark Industries' stock has been soaring and is currently at an all-time high.

Therefore, people who receive invitations from Stark Industries are also happy to join in.

Luxury cars drove into the venue one after another, and several executives from Stark Industries stood in front of the door to welcome them.

Greet the important people entering the venue.

When the silver-white sports car parked in front of the venue, many media reporters stepped forward to take photos. Of course, there were also a few reporters who recognized the owner of the sports car and only asked the photographers to raise their cameras in a symbolic gesture.

The European wing door of the silver-white sports car opened, and Tang Song, who was wearing a white casual suit, got out of the car, straightened his suit, carried his cane, and walked straight towards the venue.

"Hey! Don! Long time no see!"

Tang and Song turned around,

A middle-aged man in an indigo suit and black-rimmed glasses was greeting him warmly.

"Mr. Hammer!"

Tang Song looked at Justin Hammer, who was reaching out to him from a distance, and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Don, just call me Justin. You are also a shareholder of Hammer Industries! According to you Orientals, we are not outsiders!"

"I heard from Mr. Lane that you went on vacation not long ago. How was your rest? You must pay attention to your health..."

Justin Hammer's attitude towards Tang and Song Dynasties is very enthusiastic.

He was so eager that the female companion beside him was a little surprised.

What she didn't know was that it was precisely because of the Italian military arms orders that Justin Hammer subcontracted from Boss Tang.

Only then did Hammer Industries have enough funds to manage everything, and after Stark Industries withdrew, it became the number one weapons supplier to the Department of Defense.

And now Tang Song is also a shareholder of Hammer Industries. Although his ranking is not high, he is indeed one of his own to Justin Hammer.

Especially coming to the territory of his old rival, Justin Hammer was somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Don, this is Sigrid Beth, my life assistant!"

Justin Hammer introduced his female companion to Tang Song. At the same time, he looked around Tang Song and said with some surprise:

"Tang, didn't you bring a female companion?"

Tang Song smiled at him: "I came here by myself this time!" He then reached out to his female companion and said hello:

"Nice to meet you, Miss Beth!"

………

"Stark Industry Expo! Tony Stark is so creative!"

Justin Hammer walked beside Tang Song, greeting a few passing acquaintances from time to time, and at the same time introducing the identities of these people to Tang Song in a low voice.

"What he promoted to the outside world was that he wanted to move all the inventions and creations from around the world that promoted industrial development into this museum, so many industrial giants came!"

"With his current status as an Iron Man, this museum will definitely attract the attention of the world.

No industrial company can make people feel that their company has no value to the world’s industrial development!”

"Look, people from Yashida Industry are here too. Yashida Industry is famous for not liking to participate in such activities.

That girl should be Yashida Shingen’s granddaughter!

I met her when I went to Tokyo, and she was with Yashida Shingen!"

Tang Song followed Justin Hammer's gaze and saw a woman in black business attire walking towards her on the red carpet surrounded by a group of people.

Black suit jacket, white shirt, and hip skirt,

It's obviously a business suit, but it has a unique flavor when worn on a tall figure with a nine-head-to-body ratio.

(End of chapter)