The Death Knell

"I declare that Stark Industries is permanently closing its weapons production division."

Tony attended the press conference with a Wilson cheeseburger in his hand and a cast on his other arm. He directly announced the closure of the most profitable department in the company, and the workers and researchers in it would be diverted to other departments. post.

The flashes of reporters' cameras can blind anyone, but Tony is often in the newspapers. As expected, he wears coquettish sunglasses.

When the reporter asked him what he planned to do next, he stopped answering any questions. The bodyguard Happy protected him and got into the safe passage. The fat man blocked the door and blocked the reporters who were coming like brain-eating zombies. them.

Pepper was waiting for him outside the door. At this time, Tony's personal secretary looked helpless and said as he walked: "Although I agree with you closing the arms department, I didn't expect you to announce it directly. We will discuss it in the next few days." Very passive.”

"You mean my Uncle Obadiah? No, as long as I tell him that I can make more money, he will definitely agree with me." Tony stuffed a few bites of the burger into his mouth and licked his fingers. After being locked up in the rainforest for a month, he said with a deadly tone: "Our stock price should continue to fall sharply after the stock market opens tomorrow, because everyone thinks that Stark is an arms company, but I need you to hire traders to prepare in advance and move others to All the stocks that were sold were bought in, and the funds were used in secret accounts in the Cayman Islands.”

"It is very unwise to use your own liquidity to save the market bubble." Xiaojiao gave her own point of view. She felt that this was burning money.

"Calm down, my extremely smart beautiful secretary. I will hold a press conference again in a week to announce that Stark Industries has established a new department, the New Energy Research Department, and will begin to provide clean and cheap energy to the United States. By then, our stocks will be at least It will double what it was before.”

Tony took the tissue from Potts and wiped his mouth. To be precise, she didn't take it, but she put the tissue on Tony's plaster arm, and he took it with his other hand.

He would only accept things from others when he was fully focused on research. Most of the time, he regarded it as a bad omen.

But who among the big bosses doesn’t have some weird habits?

This is not the first year that Pepper has followed Tony, and his personal assistant knows too much about him.

Potts thought for a while, if this were the case, buying the stock market at a low price could indeed make more money and concentrate equity, but would new energy be available?

"What is new energy?" She twisted on high heels to keep up with Tony's pace. Although she was a head taller than Tony, his short legs were so fast that he walked very fast.

There was a squeaking sound of shoe soles on the smooth tiled floor of the corridor, and her long golden ponytail hair was swaying behind her head.

Tony threw away the paper he was wiping his mouth with, reached to his chest and opened his shirt, and opened a gap between the buttons with two fingers, revealing the blue-light Ark reactor on his chest.

"This is new energy. What will be most valuable in the future? Energy, whether it is electricity or higher-level cosmic radiation, the non-renewable nature of traditional fossil fuels on the earth limits the development of science and technology. Whoever controls energy can control the future. "

"Huh? Does it provide a lot of energy? Like for you to light all the light fixtures in your Beverly Hills mansion?"

Little Pepper only glanced at it and then looked away. This was still in the back corridor of the company's press conference room. She didn't want to hear any rumors about the company's "secretary staring at the boss's chest" after today:

"I thought it was just an electromagnet, that's what you said at the airport."

"We were 'protected' by a group of military people at that time. Don't you know how many people wanted to eat fat? In fact, this was a 'miniature palladium-hydrogen cold fusion reactor' bound by a high magnetic field. Use it It can power all of Manhattan for thirty seconds."

Tony tapped the transparent shell of the reactor on his chest with his fingernails, and it made a crisp sound:

"Not only can it power electromagnets and absorb the shrapnel in my heart to ensure that I don't die, it can also drive many other things, such as nuclear submarines, aircraft carriers, fighter jets, etc... Of course, this one is not Made in the laboratory, the quality is very poor and the scale is small. I will go home after dinner and make a new one, and you have to help me change it."

Little Pepper graduated from the School of Liberal Arts with a major in accounting. She could hear every word of the scientific principles Tony talked about, but she couldn't understand them all put together.

She shook her head and pointed at the middle-aged man guarding the exit of the passage:

"You haven't said who kidnapped you yet? The CIA agents have been waiting for you for a long time. They want to know the direction of the next investigation. As an important military supplier to the US military, Stark Industries involves many interests. .”

"Is that him?" Tony looked at the man in black standing there with a smile on his face but severe hair loss, and lowered his voice to the woman: "Looks like an overage hotel doorman, or a British taxi driver. , anyway, he doesn’t look like an agent.”

"But I am indeed a CIA employee, Mr. Stark." The other party's hearing was surprisingly good, and he walked over with a gentle smile, reaching out his hand, as if planning to shake Tony's hand: "My name is Coulson, from the CIA. Section 30, Group 5 of IFNO, an analysis agency under the New York branch. This is my work ID and a letter of certification from the leader. I have been waiting for you for three hours, can we talk now?"

What a messy workplace? Having never heard of it, Tony's eyes rolled to his lower eyelids, he raised his chin and glanced at the other party's ID, showing no intention of shaking hands.

"Oops, I suddenly feel that my heart is not feeling well. I am about to die. I urgently need medical attention. Potts, tell this person everything you know and cooperate with the work of the CIA. I have to go take a helicopter."

As he said that, he dropped Pepper and slipped away from Colson. Looking at him running into the elevator with such brisk steps, it didn't look like he was having a heart attack.

Coulson still smiled and just nodded goodbye to Tony who ran away. Then he put his eyes on Potts' face, blinking and waiting for the answer.

Pepper is not as shameless as Tony, and she can lie so calmly in front of his face. She wants to answer some questions from the agents, but the key is that she doesn't know anything.

"Well... how about you go to my office for a cup of tea?" She showed an awkward but decent smile and walked over to shake Colson's hand: "He's not usually like this, maybe. I have been imprisoned by terrorists for too long and the mental pressure is too great."

The agent in the black suit nodded without any sign of anger. His smiling face seemed to remain forever: "I understand very well and understand Mr. Stark's character. Can we have black tea? Add some sweet cream." That kind of thing.”

"Of course, please follow me."

Potts secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pressed another elevator. He hoped that the CIA would not think that Stark Industries had any connection with terrorist organizations. After all, you said you were kidnapped and escaped. Who knows about you? Did you agree to any conditions for the bad guy to be released?

There is a public relations crisis, the stock market, and a national investigation. This assistant is busier than the president...