Norman walked out of Zhang Ziyu's house with excitement, drove on the road, and drove a long way out of the neighborhood before he came to his senses.

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"Miss Yellow Bird, let's go to Osborne Industries first, what are your plans regarding your identity and position?" Norman drove the car and looked at the yellow bird in the rearview mirror.

"No, I'll just show up as Mr.'s assistant, but you'd better take care of the internal affairs of Oscorp first." The data stream in the Yellow Bird Eye kept flashing, and although there was no movement, she was in fact collecting a lot of information about Osborne Industries on the Internet.

Since Zhang Ziyu sent her out, it naturally would not be a petty matter, or running a club, company or group was just a means for the owner.

The ultimate goal is to make this club a matter of importance, to control every key point from all walks of life and corners in a way that doesn't go into a fight.

While collecting information, Yellow Bird thought of a sentence. Let every earthling from birth to death be inseparable from the Ranch Club.

Yellow Bird made up her mind in her heart, she had to do more in-depth and powerful than this. The car arrived at Osborne Industries, and Norman got out of the car with Yellow Bird, who had just entered the company and was about to go to the Human Enhancement Program Laboratory.

Suddenly, I saw a large number of people standing outside the door of the laboratory, researchers in white coats were stopped at the door, and there were other employees in charge of confidentiality inside the laboratory who were packing up their things.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Norman frowned, walked over with a cold face, and the crowd immediately made way for him.

In the laboratory of "Dong and Chairman", the person in charge of organizing and sorting things was a little nervous, but he still stepped forward.

"What are you going to do, Nenad?" Nenaard, Head of Research Confidentiality Services, is responsible for providing the confidentiality and logistical services for Osborne Industries' research projects.

"Chairman, this is an order just issued by the board of directors this morning, to seal the research data of human enhancement drugs, withdraw funds, and invest funds in the development of bioenergy power generation and mechanical suits." The appearance of the Stark Steel suit has made many people realize the importance of energy and warframes, or the possibility.

As long as this thing is made, needless to say, the military's orders will be flooded in, and the energy aspect can touch every corner of people's livelihood, which is a business that makes a lot of money.

It's just that Norman listened to Nenaard's words, and his face was already completely cold. It is true that the board of directors holds the highest power of the company, but the board of directors needs to be convened by him, the chairman.

In addition, more than half of the directors nominate one person to preside over the meeting. Now in their absence, they have convened a board meeting and made such important decisions for only one reason, and that is that they want to get out of the game.

"Put things down, everyone get out of here." Norman was furious, and Nenad didn't dare to say any more, turned his head and waved at his subordinates, and then walked away.

Although he was biased towards the board of directors, he still didn't want to get involved in such a fight.

"Dr. Shi, take your people in to sort out the information, all the instruments and equipment will be restored to their original state, and then all the information on the human body enhancement potion will be sorted out and handed over to Miss Yellow Bird." return

"But, Chairman, the board of directors ......"

"I'll deal with those silverfish, now do as I say."

"Yes, sir." Yellow Bird watched coldly, if these things were not handled well, there was no need for Zhang Ziyu to let Norman become a substitute.

She skimmed over the crowd, glanced at Dr. Shi, and said, "Take me to see the materials." On the other side, Norman walked towards his office with a cold face, the board of directors had already made a move, and he naturally couldn't keep his hands now.

"You brought it on yourself." In the middle of his office, Norman sat behind his desk with a cold face.

Osborne Industries was founded from scratch, but in the subsequent development due to various financing problems, there will be other shareholder directors.

He's always been at the helm, and that's fine. But now, it's clear that someone wants him out of the game, the founder.

"Aruman Drake, you're doing well, but it's different now." Norman activated the Heart of the Machine, half of his body turned into a mechanical body, and then his left eye lit up, and began to project a virtual screen, and the data was being transmitted wildly.

He was using his half-mechanical abilities and the computing power of Osborne Industries to quickly browse the clues on the Internet, especially the handles of the directors.

The predators of the capital, especially the likes of Aruman Drake, can't be clean.

The second day of -----------------, the conference room of Osborne Industries.

Norman Osborne sat in the middle of the long table, the first seat, his suit neat and grim-looking, tapping lightly on the table.

Yellow Bird still looked like a woman with glasses, sitting on the side, her eyes closed, regardless of Norman's situation, and her mind was still calculating the formula for the human body's enhancement potion.

The door to the "click" conference room was pushed open, and it was Nenad who opened the door, but he was just an attendant, holding the door with one hand, and then inviting the directors in with his hand.

The director at the head of the board was a gray-haired man, about fifty or sixty years old, with gloomy eyes and two eyes always with a sinister smile.

As soon as Aruman entered, he sat casually in the position facing Norman, and the other five directors also fell in turn after he took their seats, except for the last director.

"Norman, this is the board, call your secretary out." The short and fat director's gaze swept over the yellow bird, implying a bit of greed, but it quickly turned to indifference and questioning.

Compared to an intellectual secretary, getting rid of Norman Osborne is the most important thing. Only by removing his chairman's seat, then whether the company changes direction or simply sells it to cash out is up to them.

The yellow bird opened his eyes and swept away the coldness, and the short and fat director was directly startled by this gaze. return

"Cassiu, you don't have to sit, you won't be qualified soon anyway."

"Norman, you!"

Aruman on the other side of "Knock" knocked on the table, he stared into Norman's eyes, as if he wanted to know what Norman's means of counterattack were today.

But alas, he couldn't see it at all. Today's Norman Osborne is nothing like the compromised, regressive Osborne he knows.

"Norman, the sudden meeting of the board of directors is not meant to tell us that you have a new secretary, right?" return

"Smack" Norman snorted coldly, throwing out a few USB flash drives in his hand and scattering them on the table. Aruman and the others all showed a look of surprise, and there was a vague bad premonition in their hearts, but no one touched the USB flash drive.

"I'll give you a chance, hand over your equity to Miss Yellow Bird, and then quit Osborne Industries peacefully."

"Hahaha, Norman Osborne, are you crazy?" The stocky director suddenly laughed, his eyes full of disdain, and told them to quit, joking that they were planning to push the boat and kick Osborne out of this boardroom.

"Three years ago, you entrusted the Manhattan gangs with a lot of tails, Cassiu." The faint smile on Norman's face became colder and colder, and Kaxiu stiffened, and looked at Norman suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Smuggling, tax evasion, homicide....... I didn't expect everyone to have such a story. For a while, the atmosphere in the entire conference room dropped to freezing, and everyone knew what was in the USB flash drive, and that was everyone's handle.