Midtown Manhattan, Watsungton Tower.

Standing tall in the world's largest concentration of skyscrapers, this steel giant stands side by side with the Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, and Chrysler Building, becoming a beautiful sight to behold the country's economic and cultural center.

Marcus Watsonton strode into the conference room, as the helm of a large multinational company, Marcus, who celebrated his sixtieth birthday last week, still looked in good spirits, with a kind of non-angry and self-righteous superiority, majestic and serious, like a lion entering the twilight of life.

"A young genius who has been hailed to the sky by the media, a mediocre and incompetent heir to a company, who are like newborn calves, ignorant and fearless to rush into the biomedical field and invade Watsonton's empire, and you have nothing to do?"

Marcus slammed a copy of Vanity Fair magazine on the table, emblazoned with a bright smile on it, with the subtitle "Ushering in a New Era for the American Pharmaceutical Industry" particularly glaring.

"I invest billions of dollars every year in the development of new drugs, but the result is a gradual reduction in market share...... A young man who is only twenty-one years old has invented a genetic drug to cure brain degeneration in a university laboratory, tell me, gentlemen present, are you not ashamed?! ”

In the face of Marcus Watsonton's angry scolding, the senior management of various departments in the conference room did not dare to refute at all, and all of them bowed their heads, they all knew the strong style of this Watsendon helmsman, and the title of "tyrant" circulated in private was not simply talked.

Marcus's majestic gaze swept over, and he found that everyone was silent, and he didn't dare to say a word, and a burst of anger surged in his heart.

This lion-like old man, who has been at the helm of this large enterprise for nearly three decades, has always been committed to building Watsendon into a monopoly giant in the industry, dominating the entire industry with an unstoppable attitude, and holding the absolute right to speak - just like Stark Industries does, enjoying the huge cake to himself, and occasionally leaking scraps from his fingers for the rest to fight for.

"This is just the hype of the outside media, Osborne's industrial transformation into the military field failed, and due to the murder of Norman Osborne, the stock price has been falling all the way to an avalanche, and Harry Osborne, who inherited the company, released the news of genetic drugs, just to stabilize the company's stock price and his position on the board."

A middle-aged man with glasses plucked up the courage to say that when he heard that Osborne Industries was preparing to enter the biomedical industry, the top management of Watson did not pay attention to it, and the time and money required to develop a new drug to cure the disease was unimaginable.

And Osborne Industries claimed that the young man who was only in his twenties and had not yet graduated from college had invented a genetic drug that could comprehensively cure brain degeneration, which was undoubtedly a fantasy.

Not everyone is a genius like Stark, not to mention Tony's achievements are inseparable from the support and help of Stark Industries.

Modern science is more about teamwork and requires a lot of capital investment, especially for the biomedical industry, the advent of any new drug has a huge team and the support of giant enterprises.

"Mr. Hamilton, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my enthusiastic friends at the FDA (Food and Drug Administration) told me that the effect of this gene drug is very miraculous, and it has entered the clinical trial stage and will be officially launched on the market soon."

Marcus was expressionless and said in a cold voice: "Do you know that the outside world conservatively estimates that once this genetic drug is on the market, it can reach at least four billion in value?!" ”

Feeling the compelling gaze of the company's leader, Hamilton soaked his vest in a cold sweat, and he did not investigate the new drug in depth, thinking that it was just a commercial hype by Osborne Industries.

"This company is still standing tall in the biomedical industry, relying on continuous improvement and occupying more markets like a wolf pack! The long period of comfort has made you all lose your enterprising spirit. Even Stark Industries still has competitors such as Hammer Industries and Cross Technologies, so what qualifications does Watsendon have to stop moving forward!? ”

Marcus said in a stern tone, in the past few years, because of his family's private affairs, he has relaxed his management of the company, otherwise where would Osborne Industries have the idea of entering the medical and biological industry so easily, as early as the first time the young man Harry Osborne released the news, he would give a thunderous blow with sharp means!

The dissemination of genetic drugs has side effects that cannot be ignored; Privately approaching Sean Sypers to buy the drug formula in the other party's hands; attacking Osborne Industries' share price; Inciting a board rebellion with interests to remove Harry Osborne from the presidency...... There are so many business means to use!

Compared with the tough-handed, old-eyed capital giant like Marcus Watsonton, the young president of Osborne Industries, and the young man who was praised as a genius by the media, like a young eagle whose wings are not yet full, maybe there will be a day when they will spread their wings and soar, but until then, they are just objects that can be manipulated at will.

"There is only one way for Osborne Industries to enter the biomedical industry – and that is to bow to Watsonton's will!"

Many senior executives in the conference room nodded yes, and Mr. Hamilton, who was in charge of marketing operations, immediately spoke: "I will go and talk to Sean Siperth, although he has signed a contract with Osborne Industries, but the new drug has not yet been marketed, we can completely cut it off, as long as that young man agrees to sell the formula, then Osborne Industries will be a failure!" ”

"Or find a way to get a few senators to express their views on the dangers of genetic drugs, triggering public opinion, or find a few patients who are in clinical trials and claim that they have allergic reactions or other physical discomforts, as long as it works well, we can drag Osborne Industries into the legal quagmire."

With the huge power of Watsonton, they may not be able to defeat Osborne Industries, but it is easy to prevent the other party from entering the medical and biological market.

A monopoly giant in the industry, the heritage and accumulation, is not something that others can imagine, even if it is a behemoth like Stark Industries, rashly transferred to the medical and biological industry, it must take the initiative to share benefits with Watsonton, otherwise Marcus Watsonton, as the helmsman of the company, will never let the other party enter the market easily.

The cake is always limited, if you want to maintain your position forever, you must control the competitors in the market, and you must not let other predators enter the market, every predator at the top of the food chain is an enemy!

Marcus's indifferent face soothed when he saw his employees offering suggestions, just Osborne Industries and a genius scientist who became famous at a young age, they could not shake Watsonton's solid position, he just used the topic to play, and by the way, he planned to rectify the slack atmosphere within the company.

"Alright, it's up to you to stop Osborne, I just want to see a satisfactory result."

Marcus interrupted the heated discussion in the conference room by waving his hand and asking what he was most concerned about: "Where is the research in the Watsendon Laboratory?" ”

"We ordered our subordinate medical institutions to take blood samples from the entire East Coast on the grounds of genetic mapping, and we are now halfway through, as for the ......" The director in charge of the scientific research department looked at the boss with a twinkle in his eyes.

Marcus waved the rest of the room before the head of the scientific research department continued: "The research on drugs that inhibit mutant genes is not going well, and the genes that make mutants different are extremely stubborn and almost impossible to eradicate or eliminate!" The preliminarily developed inhibitors can only maintain a short-term effect......"

The man at the helm of Watsendon sat down, his strong and majestic face showing a hint of fatigue, like an aging lion standing on a hill, looking out at the sunset, and the air of twilight emanated.

"Keep researching, I've invested so much money, I have to get a perfect result!"

Marcus was resolute, as if he had cut it out, and the scientific research director who nodded hurriedly didn't understand the boss's idea at all, the genetic medicine that inhibits mutants has no room for profit for the company at all, can it be sold to the military as a weapon?

Compared with the huge amount of money invested, the mutant suppression potion that lacks market prospects, can not be made up by the order of the Ministry of Defense alone, and may also incur an unwarranted disaster, Marcus Watsonton, who is known for his outstanding vision, will not be able to see the essence of the matter?

The head of scientific research, who vaguely guessed something, wisely remained silent, and smart people sometimes shouldn't ask too much, even if they get to the corner of the truth, don't think too much.

When the conference room was quiet again, the lion-like old man remembered his son and angrily scolded, "Damn mutants! ”