"Dufran?" Anton Vanke questioned, obviously not having heard of this name or surname, and couldn't help but look at Old Stark on the side.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't know you." Stark Sr. shrugged his shoulders, "That sounds like the name of the main character in a movie, and it's one of those classic films." ”

Then he waved his hand: "You can talk to whichever department you want, and come to me after you have negotiated, I'm busy now." ”

The secretary hesitated, "We've said so, but he insists on meeting you, Mr. Stark." ”

Anton Vanke said, "Sounds like a self-righteous madman, and Albert Einstein probably often encounters people who want to overturn his theories." ”

Old Stark laughed: "In fact, I also come across from time to time, 'Mr. Stark, my invention can make your company the first in the world', and I heard this sentence at least three times word for word." ”

"Hahaha." Anton Vanke also laughed, and his laughter also had the characteristic tone of the Russians.

"Let him go, and if he messes around, you can also teach him a lesson."

"Okay." The secretary nodded and left.

On the first floor of the Stark Industrial Building, two men in suits and leather shoes sat at the coffee table and talked, one of them had a black hair and white face, and behaved appropriately, and at first glance he knew that he had a deep educational experience.

The other, with an Indian face, was tall and muscular, probably because his newly bought suit did not fit, and he was scratching around from time to time, and his face was embarrassed.

These two are none other than the Silver Hand "Merchant Knight" Dufran and his companion Kimchi Lub, who are ready to negotiate a big deal with Stark Industries with the Sia Energy handed over to them by Rovi.

"Don't you find this dress very uncomfortable, Dufran?" Kimchi Lub couldn't help but ask.

Du Fran smiled slightly: "You will slowly get used to it, sometimes decency is more important than comfort." ”

Stark's secretary came down from upstairs and said, "Get out of here, Mr. Stark is busy." ”

Duflan: "When is he free?" ”

The secretary was a little impatient: "I don't know, anyway, you just get out of here as soon as possible, don't waste our time." ”

Dufran said calmly, "If you tell me when Mr. Stark is free, then I can see you again at another date, but you refuse to say it, I can only interpret this move as an expulsion." ”

"This is Stark Industries, and we have the right to drive you out." The secretary said, wincing at the nearby security guards.

Seeing this, several security guards approached and faintly surrounded Dufran and Kimchi Lub.

Seeing this, Kimchi Lub suddenly became a little alert and clenched his fists.

Dufran was as calm as ever, first raised his hand to soothe him, and then said, "I know, you must think of me as a self-righteous madman, and there are forgivable reasons for such a big company as Stark Industries. ”

As he spoke, he reached into his briefcase, took out a stack of dollars and threw them on the table, probably tens of thousands of dollars.

"This money is given to you, which is a greeting gift."

The secretary was at a loss, but several security guards did not hesitate to rush forward and rob him, and the dollars on the table were swept away in a blink of an eye.

For these security guards, $10,000 is worth more than a dozen years of income, even if the company fires them for it.

Duflan took out another $20,000 and put it in front of his secretary.

The secretary swallowed, but finally held back. But he also understood at this time that a person who could come up with tens of thousands of dollars could not be a madman.

"Take me to Mr. Stark, and I'm sure you'll be glad you've made the decision." Dufran said, his pale blue eyes revealing a calm power of persuasion.

The secretary was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, follow me." ”

Duflan got up, followed by Kimchi Rubb, went upstairs with his secretary, and soon arrived at the small conference room where Howard Stark was.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark...... I think Dr. Dufran does have something important to discuss with you. The secretary said.

Old Stark and Anton Vanke looked at each other, and then nodded a little helplessly: "Okay." ”

"You may be seated, Dr. Dufran." He shook Dufran politely, then gestured to his side, "This is Anton Vanke." ”

"Hello." Dufran heard a Russian accent in Anton Vanko's voice, "Mr. Vanko, you are from the Soviet Union?" ”

"Russians." Anton Vanke said.

Russia was part of the Soviet Union, but it was difficult for him to say that he was a Soviet, for the simple reason that he defected from the USSR to the United States.

In the propaganda of the American government, Anton Vanke was a brilliant scientist who, after realizing the "evil nature" of the Soviet Union, decisively turned to the United States, the beacon of humanity, and became a part of the free world.

This was indeed a blow to the Soviet Union, but the real reason for Anton Vanke's defection was probably only known to him.

Of course, no matter what, Anton Vanke is indeed a scientist and engineer with extraordinary ability, otherwise he would not be in a high position in Stark Industries and talk and laugh with old Stark.

After a few moments, the four of them were seated, and Old Stark asked, "Dr. Dufran, I don't know ...... you"

Before he had finished speaking, Dufran took a box from his briefcase and placed it on the table, without saying a word.

Old Stark frowned slightly, but he still opened the box, and then couldn't help but widen his eyes, and Anton Vanke on the side also had the same expression.

"It's an energy device, the only one on earth, that can output up to three billion joules of energy per second." "Mr. Stark, I'm sure you're not going to give it up. ”

"Three billion!" Anton Vanke exclaimed.

Duflan: "Actually, that's a conservative estimate. ”

Stark Sr. said, "Can I test it out before I get to the next topic?" ”

"Absolutely."

Old Stark nodded, and then brought the instrument with Anton Vanke to test this energy stone of the Xia Empire.

Although it was only a few simple tests, the results still made them excited, and Anton Vanke said with a trembling voice: "It's actually true!" It's unbelievable that this powerful, clean energy is even more advanced than our current design! ”

"What's more important is its energy density." Old Stark was also pleasantly surprised, couldn't help but smile, and discussed excitedly with Anton Vanke.

"With such dimensions, if we master its technology, it is completely possible to design it as an energy source for exoskeleton armor."

"I think robots are better......"

It took two minutes for them to finally regain their composure and realize that this thing didn't belong to them yet.

Old Stark looked at Duflan, "I would like to ask, where did you get this?" ”

"It doesn't matter, and I can't answer you." "But I can guarantee that there won't be a second piece on Earth, and if you want, Stark Industries can monopolize it, dig into it, and master its technology." ”

Anton Vanko stared at him, as if trying to see something in his expression, and then said slowly in a somewhat deep Russian accent: "With all due respect, Dr. Dufran, this thing should not belong to humans. ”