Chapter 43: The Doctor of the End
"What are you doing?"
Osborne Industries.
Curtis Connors looked at a group of black-clad security guards with a cold face.
"Dr. Curtis Connors?"
A steady voice sounded behind the security guard. After this voice appeared, the black-clad security guard who had formed a human wall suddenly felt like a knife had been cut into the middle and scattered to both sides. McCann stepped up from behind the crowd and looked at Curtis Connors and asked.
"Yes."
"We're going to seal the research project you're responsible for." McCann whispered, "You can change departments, doctor." ”
"What was born?" As soon as McCann's words fell, Curtis Connors's already suppressed feelings burst out uncontrollably like a powder bag that had been ignited: "Osborne Industries has invested a huge amount of money and manpower in this research, and if you do this, it will only make all the previous huge investment come to naught!" This is not in Osborne's interest! ”
"I don't need you to explain this to me, doctor!" McCann took a step forward, pointed his finger twice, and slammed it into the air, "I'm the major shareholder and operating officer of this company!" And you're just a Ph.D. in charge of research! ”
"You should feel guilty! It is your incompetence that leads to today's events! Only then is Osborne's huge upfront investment about to be overshadowed by heavy losses! ”
"By abandoning this project, I am throwing away a burden for Osborne Industries, and I have already transferred this part of the funds and manpower to another research project with the same prospect and potential!"
"We're almost done......" Curtis Connors blushed at McCann's accusation, but only threw out a weak word.
In his own field of expertise and explaining some professional knowledge to his student assistants, he can speak the truth, logical rigor, stuttering clearly, and sharp and fluent to the point of being breathless and irrefutable. But in a scene like the one now, facing the menacing McCann, he is like a stuttering fool to him who spends most of his time in the real room.
Interpersonal relationship?
For scientists who have no source of funding and need to talk to the rich themselves, begging for funding for their research, they may be proficient, and they need more. Because they must have a good eloquence in order to paint a brilliant prospect with a lotus flower, so that the rich people obediently take money out of their pockets and hand it over to them to conduct their research.
But Curtis Connors is very different from scientists who need to find their own sources of funding! He never had to worry about his money, instruments, assistants and the like.
Osborne Industries is his biggest backing!
Adequate cash flow.
Expensive and state-of-the-art instruments.
The most gifted and potential assistants in the fields of biology, genetics and genetics, as well as students.
These are enough to make any scientist jealous and jealous of the maniac who regards it as the best research environment! These Curtis Connors are all lacking!
He didn't need to curry favor with the benefactor who funded his research, because his benefactor, Norman Osborne, was always on the same side as him.
He doesn't need to slap the so-called high-level whiskers or exercise any social skills.
He doesn't like this, and Norman Osborne doesn't happen to care about that.
He needed to conduct his own research without interruption, and Norman Osborne was even more hopeful, even wishing that Curtis Connors would spend 24 hours a day in the real room doing research. As for socializing or something, Curtis Connors did it, which would instead make Norman Osborne angry that he was wasting his time.
It is not unusual for such a person to suddenly face a situation of fierce questioning and accusation, and even a situation that needs to be refuted, and he can't react instantly, or even can't let go!
"We're almost done!"
Curtis Connors looked at McCann earnestly, and McCann looked at him with a calm expression.
Eventually, McCann shook his head firmly under Curtis-Connors' almost pleading and desperate gaze: "Doctor, you've been saying this for at least ten years. I'm sorry, but Osborne Industries can't sink any longer. ”
"This time it's true!" Curtis Connors was eager. For him, unfinished research is a sign of his work! Or even the ideal of his life! All the time of the first half of his life was devoted to his own research. Now his research has been halted and the divestment has been terminated!
He doesn't accept it!
"This is the resolution of the Board of Directors, Doctor. You just have to comply. Today is your last day in this lab, and I can only give you this comfort. McCann stepped forward and patted Curtis Connors on the shoulder.
"Harry won't agree!"
"What did you say?" McCann, who had left, turned to look back at Curtis Connors.
Curtis-Connors, on the other hand, looked like a drowning man grasping at a straw, his eyes shining again, and his voice repeated in a sonorous voice, "Harry won't agree." I won't agree to you terminating my research! ”
"Harry has been temporarily stripped of all his positions for something he has done. He's probably not going to care about you now, doctor. McCann finished speaking, and turned to leave.
"What did he do?" Curtis Connors stepped forward and grabbed McCann's arm with his only left hand.
McCann looked sideways at Curtis-Connors' hand gripping his arm, his gaze cold. It was only after Curtis Connors let go of his hand that he replied, "Don't you even read the newspapers?" Find a newspaper with any daily newspaper, with headlines on the front page and the answers you are looking for. ”
Gwen Stacy, who has been interning at Osborne Industries for most of these days, took a step forward with Wen Jiàn in her arms: "It looks like he's a little smug. ”
"Can you get me a newspaper, Gwen?" Curtis Connors watched the back of McCann as he left with the security guards.
"No, just find a computer with an external network." Gwen Stacy replied.
……
“…… It is now known that Max Dillon, who made waves in the front time, took up his job at Osborne Industries. He worked hard until he was killed in the line of duty, but as soon as the young Osborne Jr. became CEO, he immediately covered up the truth......"
“…… Human weapons tests by the military? No! It's all wrong! is an industrial ...... Osborne"
“…… Norman Osborne's insistence on the truth, Harry's son inherits his father's business! ……”
“…… Rejected the information received by the Board of Directors of Osborne Industries, in view of the terrible crimes committed by young Harry Jr., many shareholders of the Board of Directors unanimously resolved to dismiss Harry Osborne from his position at Osborne Industries and to re-select a steady, responsible person to take over Harry Osborne's position......"
“…… All Norman-Osborne research practices will be urgently halted by the latest board of directors......"
“……”
Looking at the lines of black and white words on the screen, Curtis Connors only felt cold to the bone. If there had been a little hope in his heart before, now he is completely hopeless.
Even if Curtis Connors no longer knows how to communicate with people, he understands that this is not a cover-up, but a private and quiet internal processing, but such a straightforward public, is to ruin Harry Osborne! Ruined his way back in a short time!
It is conceivable that Harry Osborne will be in trouble for a while in the future!
What about himself?
What should he do himself?
Today is the last time he can enter that real room, and then, it is time for him to say goodbye to the hard work of the first half of his life, as well as the hard work and time he has paid.
Not reconciled?
Of course! Richard Parker's research on spider genes could not continue, and after it was interrupted, it was he who opened up a new field.
Lizards and humans combine genetically!
With the foundation left by Storm and standing on the shoulders of Richard Parker, the early stage of his research can be called smooth sailing, and the progress is progressing rapidly! At that time, he even thought that the research would soon succeed. This new research genetic agent can not only heal the terminally ill Norman Osborne, but also regenerate his severed right arm, as well as all those who have mutilated their limbs, like lizards!
He must continue to research!
Human trials must be carried out as much as possible!
……
Ding dong.
Ding dong.
Ding dong.
Meng Ao's cell phone rang one after another.
“…… Several potions were lost in the storage of transgenic agents......"
“…… The Curtis-Connors research group has been disbanded, and the Curtis-Connorstoe have submitted their resignation letters......"
“…… McCann saw the loss of the potion and the disappearance of Curtis Connors, and the decent people searched for him all over the world......"
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