Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

The person on the other end of the phone was, of course, Worthington II, who had just made a big splash at the press conference. This elite old white man who felt good about himself still didn't realize how big a trap he had made, let alone what he was asking for.

I had already made up my mind to beat the Worthington Company to death.

In the receiver, Worthington II's voice was a little more anxious: "Mr. Xiang, please understand that what I said to the media came from the bottom of my heart. I sincerely want to help mutants."

"You should remember that we discussed the issue of mutants before, and you know what I really think; mutants are not aliens, they are also human beings, they are just like sick. We have all seen those mutants who have mutated,

Except for a very few lucky ones, most mutants paid an extremely painful price..."

Worthington II kept chattering and Qiang Xiang didn’t listen at all. What Worthington II said was actually no different from what Qiang said to Professor

No, it depends on who said these words.

The same thing can be said going forward, even if the words are a bit harsher, Professor

What is Worthington II?

"Mr. Worthington, your performance is really disappointing." Qiang Xiang interrupted the other party's tirade impatiently, "Until now, you have not grasped the key point of the matter and only dwelled on the minutiae."

"The point, what's the point? I thought..."

Xiang Xiang interrupted the other party again: "What you think is not important at all. What is important is that what you just did will give to Worthington Company, and of course the most important thing is to your partners - also

It was me—causing heavy damage."

"I don't understand. If it's a pharmaceutical marketing issue, I can assure you that I have made adequate arrangements; Worthington Company has mature market channels and an excellent promotion team, and we are working with the federal government

Consultation…”

Xiang Xiang interrupted the other party for the third time: "Your marketing channels and promotion team are irrelevant. Out of a sense of responsibility as a partner, I want to give you a kind warning: Worthington Company is about to face a crisis.

A devastating disaster."

In the stunned silence of Worthington II, Xiangqian continued: "You angered the most terrifying terrorists in the United States in less than ten minutes at the press conference. If I were you,

I will quickly buy a huge life insurance and property insurance for myself and my company. In that case, maybe you won’t be reduced to picking up garbage in the slums for the rest of your life.”

After a moment of silence, a strange voice sounded in the receiver: "We will not tolerate any terrorist activities in the United States, and no terrorist organization can do whatever they want on American soil. We have the ability to protect Worthington Company

safety.”

Compared to Worthington II's anxious and tired tone, the voice that just appeared seemed firm, powerful and full of confidence.

"Who the hell are you?" Qianqian frowned and said angrily, "No one has taught you that it is rude to interrupt casually?"

"Lieutenant General Ross, United States Air Force."

"I haven't heard of it. I usually only talk to your Secretary of Defense." Xiang Xiang didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of American soldier who felt good about himself. "Now you can return the phone to Mr. Worthington. I didn't expect that he would do anything but arbitrarily

He also contacted the U.S. military before announcing the product information. I hope he is not stupid enough to leak the core technology of the product to you."

Lieutenant General Ross is not someone to be dismissed easily. He has the usual arrogance and almost reckless toughness of American soldiers: "I have been authorized to handle it with full authority..."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Lieutenant General Ross looked at the phone in his hand and was dumbfounded - he hung up the phone directly.

Seeing that Lieutenant General Ross was about to explode with anger, Worthington II hurriedly grabbed the phone and dialed the forward number again, but what he heard was a series of "the other party is on the phone" prompts.

Worthington II looked at Lieutenant General Ross awkwardly and was speechless.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of silence did not last long. A communications soldier under Lieutenant General Ross hurriedly came to the two of them and handed Lieutenant General Ross a communicator that looked like an old-fashioned telephone.

"General, communication request from high level."

High level means that the other party has a higher level of authority. Of course, in many cases this also means that the other party has a higher level title.

"Whose?" Lieutenant General Ross asked angrily.

"Minister of Defense."

"..."

"Hello, Mr. Secretary." Lieutenant General Ross, who was holding back his anger, answered the call with force.

Worthington II on the side couldn't hear what was said in the receiver, but he was horrified to see Lieutenant General Ross's face change drastically in a very short period of time.

"Sir, I thought I had full authorization for the operation."

…

"Your Excellency, I don't think you realize the value of this incident. This potion is vital to us. Its strategic significance cannot be overestimated."

…

"We must have it in our hands. So what if the Chinese holds the key technology? We have a way to make him spit it out."

…

"I know that he has friendships with many people in Washington. That playboy spends hundreds of millions of dollars every year to buy them all, but no one has thought about how much benefit he has taken from the United States."

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"This is betrayal, this is betraying the national interests of the United States."

…

Worthington II was dumbfounded as he watched the face-changing performance in front of him.

Lieutenant General Ross, a senior general with an old-school cowboy style, after answering the phone, his face turned red at first, and then his hair stood on end, and he became furious. He jumped on his feet and yelled into the phone, venting his anger wantonly.

.

But before hanging up the phone, Worthington II heard Lieutenant General Ross's last words;

"...yes sir..."

The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence for the second time. In this atmosphere, the ringtone that suddenly rang on Worthington II's cell phone became extremely harsh.

"Hello, Mr. Xiang." Worthington II answered the phone.

But Xiang Xiang no longer planned to talk to this self-righteous, stupid old white man: "Give the phone to General Ross. You have to understand that now, the whole matter is no longer up to you."

Worthington II handed the phone to the old cowboy with a complex expression. As a big capitalist who controls industry giants, Worthington II, no matter how slow he is, should understand that things are out of control and will be to a large extent in the future.

It will inevitably deviate from his original intention.

"General Ross?" Qianqian sneered, "I hope you have a basic understanding of the current situation. Are you ready to go to war?"

After all, Lieutenant General Ross was a man who had experienced many turmoils. He quickly controlled his emotions, although his tone remained as tough as ever: "Don't doubt our professionalism. We are the most powerful army in the world."

"I disagree with this." Qiang Qian sneered slightly. On this issue, he had stronger pride than Lieutenant General Ross - given by history and ancestors.

"I can't comment on your professionalism and combat effectiveness because I rarely have the opportunity to contact the U.S. military. After all, I was lucky enough to be born in a country without U.S. military bases."