MTL - Son God Marvel-Chapter 6 One morning eight years later

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At 8 o'clock in the morning, a private villa on Long Island, New York.

The rush of the phone came from the living room. The man lying in bed was stunned and opened his eyes and glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window. I took the same hair as the chicken coop and stood up from the bed.

Ten minutes later, the man was half naked and opened the voice message in the living room.

"Dear, it's me, Mom. I heard that you have already returned from China. I hope you have a good time there. I have a little work at work recently. I am already on the plane to France. It is estimated that it will take four months. Come back. The teacher of Xavier Talent Youth School has called me. Your sister has some minor problems for you to solve. So, after the rest, it is best to go to Staten Island. Also, if you have any questions, please contact us immediately. I, I don't want Xia Weisi to become a little punk on the street."

"Easy, it is me. Orolo, I know that you have already returned. First of all, thank you for the gift you sent back from China. I am very fond of things. In addition, your sister recently seriously violated the school rules, she used her ability. With a few tricksters sneaking out at night, we are very worried that they should go some places that should not go. So, I think you have time to talk to Xia Weisi best. Well, please contact us if you have time!"

"Oh, dear, I heard that you have returned from China, okay. I hope that the lovely Chinese girls will not be sad. Although I don't want to bother you on vacation, it doesn't matter if you often take vacations." Now, I have something to ask for your help. Obadi wants to sell our company's Jericho missiles to the hands of the extreme militants in the Middle East. God knows what he thinks. I want to persuade him, but this time. It seems that I am determined to be very big. I even want to open a board meeting to decide this proposal. It seems to have convinced a lot of people. You know that I need help to stop him, so as a friend, I don’t think you will refuse me. I am waiting for you. Go back. As soon as possible!"

After listening to the message on the phone, Zhou Yi, who is already an adult, licked his chin. After considering it for a while, he decided to return the important call first. So he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. The bell rang twice and the other side was connected.

"Hey, easy. It’s not like your style to call this early. I’m afraid you didn’t want me to call me.” The other end of the phone came a pleasant voice.

"Oro, you will be very sad when you say this. I have been thinking about you when I was in China, so I want to call you and listen to your voice as soon as I come back."

There was a chuckle from the microphone, and then Zhou Yi listened to Orolo. "It’s really nice to say, I’m afraid there is no little girl who can’t lie in China when I’m in China. Tell me, what is it about me? ”

"Hey, Orolo, I have never deceived anyone, and you know that I have always been very concerned about you."

"Of course, of course. Just not just care about me. Well, I am going to class. If there is something, come to the school to find me in the afternoon." Oruro said, and hang up the phone. Zhou Yi can only smash his face and dial another number.

"Hello, here is the Stark family, I am Jarvis. Is there anything I need to help, Mr. Zhou Yi?"

"Jarvis, is Tony here, if you are, help me transfer him."

"No problem, please wait, Mr. Zhou Yi!"

After a dozen seconds, there was a scornful voice on the phone.

"I thought you were ready to play and disappeared, easy!"

"If it wasn't for your call, I really planned to disappear for a while. I just contacted a fighting coach."

"Okay, Master of Fighters. Let's just say something right. What about Opad's things?"

"This thing, what you said. Rest assured, I will support you." Zhou Yi used his power to control the phone floating in the air, while changing the suit, and returning.

"Then I will be relieved. With your 6 percent stake, there is no problem with this. I owe you a favor." The man named Tony gave a sigh of relief and made Zhou Yi feel funny. .

He said: "I don't understand, Tony. Since you don't want to why you don't reject him directly, this is what you invented. From the agreement, as long as you force a disagreement, even a shareholder meeting can't make you Kind, after all, the patent is in your hand."

"Hey! You know, Opad is my father's friend after all, and Stark can have his current position, and he can't do it with his decades of efforts. I want to give it to you." He has some face. So what you said, I can only be regarded as the last resort."

Zhou Yi heard this, only nodded, and then turned the topic.

"When the meeting starts, you know, if I am late, I can only rely on myself."

"Even if I drag it, I will drag it over to you, and the meeting starts at ten o'clock. I believe that with the technology you drive, it is no problem to arrive at the Stark Building at ten o'clock."

"Oh, our Playboy will actually admire the technology of others driving, but this has never happened." Zhou Yi smiled and put on his coat and walked out of the villa's door.

"When I saw your car, I decided to stay away from the crazy guy like you, of course, just when you hold the steering wheel. Well, don't talk to you more, Obada has come over. You are still hurrying. I don't want to be taught by the old guy for too long."

"Do not worry, I will come over soon!" Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yi sat in the driver's seat, and then galloped in the direction of Manhattan Island in a low engine roar.

On the other hand, at the Stark headquarters building in Manhattan, a man with a delicate mustache hugs with a tall middle-aged uncle, and both laugh and walk toward the top floor meeting room of the Stark Building. With.

The employees on the other side just watched the two big people silently until they disappeared into their sight. Of course, it would be better if you could have less hot eyes for female employees.

"Tony, this time you made me very sad. You know, everything I do is good for Stark. Why don't you understand me?" The middle-aged uncle looked at Tony with grief. Stark, that kind of look is like watching a loser's unspeakable.

And for this question, Tony. Stark can only sigh with a slap in the face, while screaming and coming again, while arranging the local Lang to explain to the middle-aged Hanba. "Dear Uncle Obadi, of course, I know how much economic benefits will be generated to our company after the success of this transaction, but there are some things you need to understand. Although we are a military enterprise, it does not mean that we are going to support the war. Especially those wars with strange slogans. At least the White House people will not agree with us."

"The idiots of the White House can block their mouths as long as they have money, so don't use this excuse to perfuse me. Tony, no one will go with the interests, war is not our fault, we are just the people who provide weapons." It’s not the person who dominates the war. There is nothing to do with us.” Obady first sneered at the shackles in the White House office, and then he was persuaded with a deep face.

The expression that hates iron and steel is almost a little let the famous **** Tony. Stark regretted his own crimes. However, after all, it is still a little bit worse.

And this point is estimated to be no longer manpower can achieve.

Tony. Stark and Obadi, both of them shouted at each other and walked into the conference room.

In the conference room, there are already a lot of company shareholders and decision makers. These people watched Opady and Tony walk in and stood up. For these people, the two people in front of them are BOSS-level characters, and they are the wage earners of these two BOSS.

Obadi looked at the meeting and started. He took a shot of Tony's shoulder and said softly in his ear: "Tony, this time you better not be messed up by sex, believe in our choice for Stark Enterprises. In terms of it, it is the best."

"Of course, of course." Tony. Stark blinked, and the neatly combed beard was shaking. "I am always making the most correct decision."

Driving the tyrannosaurus V-REX like a wild beast, Zhou Yi drove into the underground yard of the Stark headquarters in Manhattan in a weird look. The huge engine sound naturally attracted the security of the underground yard. Miss secretary who has been waiting here.

"Good morning, Pepe! I really didn't think that Tony would actually let you wait for me here. I thought he would separate you and me forever like a prison?"

The beautiful and savvy blonde beauty smiled mischievously and said: "I believe that Mr. Zhou Yi, who has been in prison for a long time, has been recognized by the warden and allowed me to visit it for a short time."

"Okay, okay. You are always on the side of Tony. Fortunately, the clever Mr. Zhou Yi has already thought of this situation. Beautiful Miss Pepe, your bribe has been handed over to the Warlord, I want to come. Your dear warden will definitely be handed over to you immediately.” Zhou Yi and Pei Pei laughed and walked into the elevator leading to the conference room.

"Yes, you know. Tony will not transfer the things that others have sent me to me so easily." Pepe looked at Zhou Yi with distress. Obviously, it is not a common headache for these two bosses who also like mischief.

"That is the question of Miss Poz who is both smart and beautiful." Zhou Yi pushed the door of the conference room and said loudly to the room that suddenly quieted down; "Good morning, everyone. No matter what you say, please bring I am. I believe that as the third shareholder of Stark, I still have the right to speak."

At this time, he was smugly pressing the table, looking at Tony's Obadi, looking at Zhouyi who suddenly came in, and some opened his mouth unbelievably. Then he whispered to Tony violently: "You called this guy back."

"Really not me, I dare to swear!" Tony vowed to **** his fingers.

When I heard this, most of the people present were looking up. Tony. Stark, the entire United States of America, knows that this talented billionaire has many titles, scientists, philanthropists, and entrepreneurs. But the best known is the title of Playboy, and this title represents how much gold is in his vows.

"Easy. Zhou, this is the shareholder meeting of Stark. You have been late for forty minutes. As the initiator of the meeting, I don't think you have a voice now." Obada said with a grin, with a Difficult Tony. Stark was already enough, and no more toughness was at Tony. Zhou Yi under Stark, he has almost 80% of the grasp, today's meeting is to be planted here. But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up. So what he wants most now is to kick the guy who came in.