Returning to his normal work life, the first thing Sean had to deal with was a mountain of papers and various postponed meetings. In Ambrera's lab, Dr. Connors, who is the administrator like him, is a pure scientist, immersed in research and experimentation, and does not help much other than academic problems.

As the laboratory grows and the cooperation with Osborne Industries and Stark Industries deepens, more and more cumbersome tasks almost surround Sean, and even with Skynet's help, it still takes up a lot of time and energy every day. To that end, he did seriously consider Harry's previous suggestion of whether to find himself a secretary or assistant to share some of the pressure.

It's just that this position is too important, and it can't be arranged to sit on it casually, if it weren't for Gwen's ambition not to be here, Sean would definitely like the blonde girl with a big personality, but hard work.

The young man buried his head in all kinds of documents, thinking that his foundation was still too shallow, there were not enough people, and there was also a lack of trustworthy and capable subordinates, and the Magneto's brotherhood could not be used for its own use for the time being, and it would have to wait for a while, and as for the professor's good students, they would definitely not be willing to follow him as a thug.

At present, the only ones he can handle are the Hand controlled by Erica, and Wesley from Hell's Kitchen, but with the rise of status, the level of opponents Sean faces is also rising, this promising young man has long passed that bloody and cruel primitive accumulation, and the gangsters and the Extreme Way Organization can no longer keep up with his rhythm.

Sean, who was busy with the work at hand efficiently, fiddled with the pen in his hand, and comforted himself that the road to success is always bumpy and long, and opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

At least he has strapped a lot of people to his chariot, and if the next phase of the plan is successfully implemented, then maybe Ambrera can extend his tentacles into the military industry. After Stark Industries, the former leader, withdrew from this field, Hammer Industries, which had been crushed to death, took advantage of the situation and bought the weapons manufacturing plant that the old rival packaged and sold, and prepared to take orders from the Ministry of Defense in order to win huge profits.

It's just that Justin Hammer, who is in charge of the company, does not have a genius brain, and the business level of Hammer Industries is really unsightly, if it is not for his own good background, relying on strong financial resources and capital investment, and having countless researchers under him, this can gain a firm foothold in the field of military industry.

"Monaco ......" remembered that Tony had said that he was going to participate in the club event of formula racing, and Sean couldn't help but burst into a smile, "He should thank me." ”

Presumably, this time Tony will not meet his old rival "Mourning Whip" again, the tattooed Russian man who almost drove the invincible Iron Man into a corner.

In the original timeline, Ivan Vanke from Russia, who took revenge on Tony because of a family feud, beat Iron Man to the ground with a plasma whip he made in the Formula Race in Monaco, and was later rescued by Justin Hammer as a weapon designer for Hammer Industries, which he used to copy Iron Man's armor.

Ivan, who was born in Russia, was not well educated and cultivated, and under the harsh living conditions, the other party still relied on his own talents, copied Tony's ark reactor, and transformed it into a powerful plasma whip, relying on his own strength to fight against Tony's steel armor, which shows how outstanding his talent is.

Sean is in need of such talents, and he is keen to collect villains who are originally depressed or have gone astray due to their own experiences, like playing a card game, and he appreciates ambitious and adventurous villains more than the winners and heroes of the original story, who are in some way more executive than superheroes, and are more easily driven by profit.

Glancing at the time on his watch, Sean thought that the father and son, who had a deep hatred for the Stark family, should have arrived in New York at this time, and half a month ago, he sent someone to Russia to search for the whereabouts of the two.

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Two hours later, Sean sat in his office to greet visitors.

Gwen took on the role of secretary and led the Vanco father and son into Ambrera, a pale and thin old man in a wheelchair with a thick blanket on his knees, and behind him was an unruly stout man, like a strong Russian brown bear, with a wild and sharp light in his eyes.

"Welcome to Ambrera." Sean smiled faintly and shook the old man's hand gently, "I've heard of your name, General Ross calls you and Howard Stark two rare geniuses. ”

Hearing the name of his enemy, the frail old man grabbed Sean's arm sharply, a former Soviet physicist who defected to the United States in 1963 and met Howard Stark, who had already built a military-industrial empire and was committed to developing more powerful energy sources for the creation of powerful new weapons.

But four years later, Anton Vanke was accused of being a spy and forcibly deported, and when he returned to Russia, he lost everything, both in terms of scientific research and honorary status. After the collapse of the great Red Empire, the regime changes were turbulent, and this genius physicist lived a life of poverty, especially the experience of working for the American government, which made it almost impossible for him to move an inch.

"I never imagined that I would ever be able to set foot on this land again one day." The old man's trembling voice contained a lot of unwillingness and resentment.

Originally, he was supposed to share honor and wealth with Howard Stark, and Stark Industries, which occupies the top of the military industry, should also have half of his own, but the result was that he was robbed of everything and returned to Russia like a lost dog, spending his life in poverty.

"I have read your story, there is always a lot of injustice in the world, and fate has always rarely favored those who are truly talented." Sean said with a spring breeze on his face, "I have also come from nothing to today, so I can understand your pain, Dr. Vanke, a new future will be waiting for you ahead." ”

The young man let go of the old man's hand, and the aging and thin Anton Vanke and Tony's father completed the prototype of the Ark reactor, but at that time, it could not be realized due to the materials, as a qualified capitalist, Howard naturally saw the potential of this invention, so he used the relationship at hand to kick out Anton, who had a problematic identity.

"Thank you, Mr. Sypers!" The old man said gratefully, and he took his son to the side and introduced, "This is my son, Ivan!" He has a higher talent for invention than I do, and although he has had a disgraceful experience, I promise God that Ivan will never cause you trouble! ”

The Russian man, who was as strong as a bear, half-crouched, was like a tame lamb in front of the thin old man, trying his best to restrain his reckless and dangerous aura.

"I've learned about Ivan's past, who was sentenced to 15 years in Kopesk prison for reselling weapons-grade plutonium materials to Pakistan during the Soviet era...... But it doesn't matter, what young person can't make mistakes? When I was a high school student, I used to do risky things to prove my manly courage – a childish experience that anyone can have. ”

Sean looked at the muscular Ivan Vanke, a strong man with the title of "Mourning Whip" in the future, who was the talent he really fancied, and used it to win the favor of the military and the killer weapon of orders.

After greeting the elderly Anton Vanke for a while, Gwen pushed the old man back to the lounge, and the long journey, coupled with his weak body, made the other party like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

There were only two people left in the office, and Ivan no longer concealed his fierce arrogance, he looked directly at the young man, as if he was looking at his prey: "I am not the kind of person who can be deceived and bought, taking a few dollars and then being able to exchange my father's life's work, it is too simple to think." ”

"At least I can give you a chance to revive the glory of your family and defeat Stark with dignity." Sean didn't care about the rudeness of the big Russian man.

He stretched out his hand, smiled and said, "I have always believed in fair trade and win-win for both parties. ”

Ivan, with a rugged face, was skeptical, and if the other party was not a guy with ulterior motives, he wouldn't mind sending his heartfelt gratitude.

With his hands clasped together, the tattooed, gangleader-like Russian man frowned, and he felt that he was facing a majestic mountain, exuding a very oppressive and powerful aura.

"I wish us a happy cooperation." The young man let go of his hand, a gentle smile on his face.