"Lord! Give them eternal rest,

and shine upon them with everlasting light.

Lord! The men of Zion will sing praises to you; And they were to make vows to the Lord in Jerusalem.

Hear me pray!

Every living thing will come to the Lord.

Host! Give them eternal rest,

and shine upon them with everlasting light. ”

……

Mozart, Requiem, the chorus of mourners, the sound of guò, the loud cycle of singing reverberates in the empty and huge space, solemn, solemn, ethereal and pure like a flock of birds flapping their wings and fluttering into the blue sky.

St. Patrick's Cathedral.

A solemn funeral has come to an end, mourners have passed away one by one, and the mass after the funeral and the sacrament meeting for family members have ended. The tall and magnificent old Gothic church suddenly seemed even more lonely and empty.

"I thought Norman Osben could come." Meng Ao took one last look up at the high dome of the church, then turned and walked in the direction of the church's door.

"It's been a long time since he's been in any public appearance." The old butler Ardo: "There is news that he is terminally ill. ”

Meng Ao was a little noncommittal.

Up to now, even if Meng Ao still has some memories related to the characters in this world in his mind, after a few years of integration and understanding of this world, he has a little hesitation about the memories that he once believed in.

The biggest difference between the past and the future is that the former is a definite fact, while the latter is an unpredictable unknown.

Outside the church, a man in a suit stands in front of a black stretched sedan with his legs apart.

The old butler Al watched William who opened the door of the back seat and waited for Meng Ao to pass, and reminded Meng Ao by his side, "In the next period of time, whether you want to or not, young master, William will follow you when you go out." ”

"Is this necessary?" Meng Ao felt that Al was making a fuss, but did not show resistance.

Again, he is a person who is insecure at heart, so even if he is in an age when he is rebellious and flying, and does not like bondage, he will not refuse the kindness of the butler Al. Knowing Al's nature, he knew very well that Alr would not do anything superfluous.

"Young Master Meng Ao. The moment you decide to inherit the Storm business, you're already waving goodbye to your old life. Butler Al said in a stern and serious tone: "This world is not as simple and beautiful as people think, and it is in order. It's dangerous, it's absurd, it's stormy! It's like a time bomb exploding at an unknown time. ”

Meng Ao bent his knees, sat in through the wide open back seat door, and said, "Will someone carry a bomb on the side of the road and die with me?" ”

"Trust me, if anyone feels the need, you're not just going to be alone." Al sat down on Meng Ao's right side, reached out and pulled the door on the right, gestured to the driver to drive, and emphasized again: "This world is dangerous!" ”

……

Meng Ao is not a person who does not listen to people, even if he is in a troublesome and self-conscious age.

The world is dangerous.

No matter how indifferent he is, being repeatedly emphasized and reminded by the steady housekeeper Al in a short period of time is enough to be alarming.

But when Meng Ao wanted to inquire deeply about this topic, the butler Al suddenly became cautious. Meng Ao asked again and again, but he only got a sentence of "can't say".

Can't say.

It's not that I don't want to say.

Meng Ao can still distinguish this clearly.

Is the world dangerous?

Meng Ao, who came through to get a new life, thought it was dangerous.

All kinds of high-IQ plus crazy criminals.

A mutant who wants to compete with humans for living space.

Judging from the memory, there may be some alien races watching around.

If these threats really exist, human beings can still guarantee that the present, even if they are in order on the surface, is an incredible thing in Meng Ao's eyes!

……

Mendel Storm, his father in this world, has always felt that Mendel Storm was a naïve and paranoid man in some things. This can be seen in many ways.

Just like right now.

To his right is the Storm Enterprise, which his father founded, and to his left, across the street, is Osborne Industries, which is famous in the fields of medicine, biogenetics and high technology.

Mendel Storm's failure to buy the land of the building where Storm's company is located today, tearing down the floors and rebuilding it, and competing with Norman Osborne in the same field for decades is still a relish anecdote in some people's mouths.

It's just that for the people of the Storm family, this anecdote really can't be considered a glorious anecdote.

Enter the company, board the elevator, and push open the conference hall for the board meeting. The first to stand up was a middle-aged man with a gentle face.

"Listen to me, little Mendel, you don't need to be in such a hurry to take over the company, we manage the company very well." The middle-aged man who stood up greeted Meng Ao with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry Cook, I'm not here to steal that spot under your ass." Meng Ao glanced at the middle-aged man who came up and wanted to shake his hand, and walked around him as he spoke, and walked to his own place and sat down: "I don't mean to take over the company's operations. ”

Cook Bein, one of the Wall Street folks at Storm Enterprises, is also the CEO of Storm Enterprises. It seems to be gentle, but the wind is as cunning as a fox.

"And what is the board for?" Cook Bein withdrew his outstretched hand and returned to his place, still smiling as if Meng Ao had just ignored him.

Decide on a new chairman?

When he was about to blurt out this sentence, he was swallowed back by Cook Bein. He has made a lot of preparations and attracted a lot of support in these years, but if he said this sentence on such an occasion, compared with the shares of the company inherited by Meng Ao, the possibility of self-inflicted humiliation is greater than that of successfully seizing power.

"There are some changes in the company's positions, and as well as the announcement, I will take over the company's applied science and technology department." Meng Ao sat on the swivel chair and gently rotated his body from side to side, saying unhurriedly.

Department of Applied Science and Technology.

This division is found in a number of tech companies like Storm. Depending on the company's priorities, this department can be small, and the scope and importance of the scope and importance can also be large. In the case of Storm Enterprises, the importance of this sector to the company is undeniable.

"We had an agreement with Mr. Storm ...... back then"

"I know." Meng Ao interrupted Cook's words: "He is only responsible for the position of the Department of Applied Science and Technology and product research, and the corresponding rights such as operation are in your hands when the company is thriving." ”

"So ......"

"So I think it's time for that to change." Meng Ao interrupted Cook again, not looking at his ugly face, "My father's agreement with you is a thing of the past, and the person sitting here now in charge of this business is me!" My name is Meng'o Storm! ”

"The company is running well, and we can't let you run wild." Cook propped his hands on the conference table and glared at Meng Ao with fierce eyes.

"We? Excuse me. Meng Ao's tense face couldn't help but sneer, and he pointed around with one finger, "I don't think Mr. Cook can represent most of the people here." Does anyone agree with my mention? Hands up, let me and Mr. Cook see who the majority of 'us' are. ”

Scattered and scattered, the people present were either hesitant, or lowered their heads, or their eyes flashed, but the arms raised in unison made Cook Bein's face turn from ugly to iron in an instant.

"You're doing a great job in this position, and you're working well with my father," Meng Ao stood up and walked over to Cook's side and reached for him to straighten his collar, "but you may not realize that your collaborator is now a different guy named Meng O Storm. ”

"He's young, and his youth makes people worry a little bit about his abilities."

"He still has a little bit of uncomfortable control."

"By the way, he is also a little ...... of the young man's anger and irritability"

"What do you want to say?" Cook looked at Meng Ao's annoying face, and desperately resisted the annoyance of wanting to imprint his fist on it.

"I just want to tell you that the role you play with has changed. My father needs you, gives you rights, because he wants to use the power of you and those behind you to fight Norman Osborne in the market, I don't have that idea. ”

Meng Ao straightened Cook's clothes and returned to his place: "Before this meeting is over, I will introduce you to a person who will exercise my authority on my behalf in the future. He clapped his palms against the door of the conference room.

The closed door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and two slender legs hidden under a black professional skirt stepped in with a pair of black high heels.

A sleek and short, graceful woman walked to Meng Ao's side in the same rhythm under the gaze of everyone, and stood still in front of him.

"This one may be known to any of you, one of my father's personal assistants during his lifetime, of course, in order to avoid anyone present not knowing her, I would like to ask her to introduce you herself." Meng Ao kicked the ground and moved his body and the swivel chair under him out of the way.

The woman smiled, "My name is Ada-Wang." ”

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