Chapter 33: Coca-Cola and Fanta

A few days later, Tony. Stark, the man who is about to become Iron Man, under the trend of the big universe, really announced the closure of Stark Industries' weapons department.

This inevitably caused an uproar in military and financial circles.

Because even the widow of Sanlitun knows that Stark Industries started and grew by relying on weapon development, and it is a leading enterprise in the weapons industry today.

So when Tony announced this decision, major newspapers rushed to report it, and continued to occupy the front pages of major news agencies, and even Wang Batuozi newspaper was full of reports and speculations about this incident.

And Tony, naturally, is the man of the hour who adds another storm.

There are many speculations about this playboy in the outside world, some say that the little pepper demon concubine is in trouble, and some say that Tony finally found out with a conscience out of a humanitarian spirit.

There are also some two-dimensional brothers, whose brain circuits may have been plugged with a few resistors, speculated on the Internet, and posted a 10,000-word long article, speculating that Tony was possessed by an evil spirit, or that Tony, who came back this time, was not Tony himself, but a stand-in controlled by an evil organization.

But American netizens unanimously said that the benevolent brother who said that Tony was possessed by evil spirits, with your IQ, still lives on the earth, but you are really wronged, huh?

And the central figure of this incident, Tony. Stark, however, was completely unaffected by the wind and rain in the outside world, and was tinkering with his old iron No. 2 in his luxurious seaside residence.

Contrary to the overwhelming belief that Skak Industries is about to decline, he has long had a new energy development plan and is confident that he can stabilize the situation.

As for the bad old men on the board of directors now, let's make trouble, if you can't hold the shares in your hands, let's sell and transfer them.

Lao Tzu has long been annoyed enough, holding 40% of the shares, and listening to your group of soy sauce parties who can't shout 666, talk nonsense.

Tony is bent on building Stark Industries into his own hall.

Such a big event is naturally a few happy and sorrowful.

Needless to say, it is the military bigwigs who love Stark Industries to make weapons, and the military organizations in war-torn areas.

There are also those stock holders of Stark Industries, looking at the stocks that only take a few seconds to fall every day, and they can't slow down the three catties of fast-acting heart pills.

It is said that in the past few days, many high-rise buildings have closed their skylights and iron doors, and a sentence has been posted on them: It's not terrible to fall down, go home quickly...... You're going to die and go back and cut your wrists! Even if you don't kill someone by jumping down, you hit the little flowers and grass, you will pay for it?!

And the joy is that those other arms dealers who are struggling to eat in the shadow of Stark Industries, they are almost printed on their underwear: Don't bully the old and poor, there is always a time to get ahead! Fuck your Stark! Fuck you Howard! Oh yes!

It is said that in the past few days, two arms bosses were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment because they laughed until they had a myocardial infarction.

In addition, there is a poor shopkeeper who almost laughed out of myocardial infarction, and after seeing the news in the newspaper, he is holding his Peggy daughter at the moment, and he can't stop chirping.

"Wowhahaha, three years, three years! Lao Tzu is finally going to come out! Banker hugged Peggy and laughed.

Peggy wiped her saliva and said helplessly: "I hope you can be more reliable this time, master, don't be happy in vain in the end, after all, now the stock of Skak Industries, others can't throw it away, but you are ready to smash our coffin book into it." ”

Bank's face was determined to win: "Don't worry, little Peggy, this time it will be fine." ”

Peggy shrugged and said, "Okay then, then we'll cash in the national debt tomorrow?" ”

Banker let go of Peggy and said, "Don't worry, Lao Tie hasn't turned his face with his uncle yet, after those two iron cans fight, if my plan succeeds, I'll donate all this coffin book to the Alien Exploration Association!" ”

Peggy wondered, "Alien Exploration Society?" Why donate to such an unreliable organization? I don't think even if they invest another 10 billion, they won't be able to study anything. ”

This is true.

Alien?

Even if there is one in this world, it is frozen by the secret collection of the state, just by virtue of your third-rate organization, how many astronomical telescopes?

By the time you find out, the aliens will have already fired dozens of star cannons to blast Mother Earth into a sieve.

Listening to Peggy's words, Bank raised his eyebrows and said, "No, it's because of the money!" ”

Peggy's face was full of black lines, and she said, "Then I hope that the master can really be as you think, and Tony. Stark hitch a ride. ”

"Appropriate~"

Banker spread his hands and leaned back on the lazy sofa, this moment was like embracing the whole world, he crossed Erlang's legs and said: "It seems that in the end, it is Tony, more reliable than my unscrupulous descendants, the copy paper has used hundreds of cents in the past few days, and none of them have come to recognize their ancestors." ”

"Big brother, my refined dog food, but that's all I have left, do you see if it's ......" Colberroth raised his head and pricked up his ears tentatively.

"Buy~" Banker said with a casual wave of his hand.

When Peggy heard this, she also said, "Boss, you see that my clothes have faded." ”

Banker waved his hand casually again: "Buy~...... I'm sorry, the clothes you fancied, that isn't a limited edition of a famous brand for tens of thousands of dollars? You and I are a billionaire. ”

This is true, as the saint of the former Church of Light, Peggy, unlike the ascetics in those churches, also represents the faΓ§ade of Christ in the United States.

Although he was not known even to the lower clergy of Christianity, let alone the common people, she represented Christ all year round and socialized with the great men of faith.

It can even be said that most of the core rituals in the church are indispensable for her appearance.

Although it is just meant to be a vase, and nothing else is wrong with her, it is enough to show what a luxurious life she lived before she "eloped" with Banker under the support of the entire Christian leadership.

So according to Bank's understanding, the clothes that his "daughter" used to wear were not less than a few thousand dollars.

If a princess who has suppressed the power of the flood for two years chooses a gorgeous long dress, he can pick out any price?

Tens of thousands of dollars? Or a hundred thousand dollars?

Poverty limits Bank's imagination.

"But master, if you're all in a Ferrari......"

"Then let's talk about it! Who knows if Lao Tie can't think about it, so he only writes a check for hundreds of thousands of dollars and sends it to Hanako? Bank said sideways.

"That'...... Then I'll just pick one that is less than five figures! Peggy said.

"Peggy, you know, when you have money to remember, look at me, I'm just wearing a five-dollar promotional shirt, what did I say? Doesn't it still exude the noble temperament of our race? Banker said earnestly.

You didn't say anything, you just said you were going to drive a Ferrari......

Peggy complained in her heart.

Seeing that Peggy still had something to say, Bank reached out and interrupted her.

Bank took out his phone and looked at the time, turned to Colberros and said, "It's all at this point, it's time to work, if you want to live a middle-class dog life for the next fifty years, go and keep an eye on Stark Tower." ”

Hearing this, Colberth nodded, stood up and walked out the door.

"By the way, the owner of the pit goods, you only said that if you find something wrong, you will report it to you, so what kind of situation do you see?"

"Two tin cans fighting!" Banker said with a wave.

"Okay."

Colberrow replied as if he didn't understand, and walked out.

While walking, I made up in my mind, a can of Coca-Cola, and a can of Fanta, bumping into the scene.