Eight Hundred and Thirty-Eight Chapters of the Little Obsession of the Traveler
In this regard, Luke is happy to see it succeed.
The young and old have suffered a few big losses, and some bad habits cannot be changed.
However, it's better to take a chance and bet on this one less time. Luke murmured in his heart: Otherwise, there will be a slight difference in luck, the young and old are really cold, and he will definitely feel distressed.
He called Ginny again: "I want to make sure we're in, right?"
There was also news from Ginny, and she immediately asked nervously, "What's going on? You won't get bad news, will you?"
Luke chuckled lightly: "No, I just made sure that the winning lottery ticket was bought for the last time before I won the lottery."
Ginny didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you care so much about this? Before our company was valued at billions, you weren't so nervous."
Luke: "It's just a little obsession, just once."
Of course he couldn't say that Iron Man was undoubtedly the most important one of the things left to him by the memories of his previous life.
Relying on the name of Tony Stark, he knew part of the future of this world early.
As a traveler, how could he throw away this glorious tradition of making a fortune close to the protagonist.
Since he came to this world, he has had an idea since he was a child: in this life, he must rely on "insider information" to make a fortune.
And with the rise of Iron Man, this may be the last time Luke used the memory of his last life to make money.
This is an end.
It is Luke's final farewell to his once ordinary self, and it is also the era of this world ushering in a big time.
Just then, a reporter on the TV screen asked, "What the hell happened to you in Afghanistan?"
Tony, who was a little distracted before, seemed to be awakened by these words, and suddenly stood up from the steps where he was sitting: "That's not important. It just made me completely awake, and I realized that I have to make more contributions to this world. , not just make weapons that explode."
At this time, after he walked back to the podium, he finally said the real big news: "...So, I decided to close the Stark Group's weapons manufacturing department, effective immediately!"
The reporters under the stage burst out, including countless audiences in front of the TV can't help crying out.
Ginny on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned, and then screamed incessantly: "How is it possible, how could he make such a decision! And he said it at the press conference? How dare he Do this..."
Luke reluctantly took the phone away.
After a few seconds, he had to raise the volume to wake up a female president who was already at a loss for words: "Ginny, Ginny, calm down! Calm down!"
Over there, Ginny was interrupted by his cry, and finally stopped the series of words in her mouth: "Ah, what's wrong?"
Luke: "You can keep an eye on your team so you can know how much money you make in the first place."
Ginny: "Yes, yes, I'll be right there, they must be crazy with excitement by now. Bye, honey." He hung up the phone.
Luke put down his mobile phone with a smile, watching the smile on the face of the bald tycoon Obade gradually disappearing on the TV screen, and finally had to get the big boy off the stage, and stood on the podium to have an awkward chat.
But apparently even Obadiah himself didn't believe those bullshit. In less than two minutes, he hurriedly announced the end of the press conference and went after Tony.
It is conceivable that many newspapers today will inevitably issue expedited special issues to spread this great good news to the people who eat melons all over the world.
Luke exhaled, got up and went to the workshop to start his work.
The obsession is completed, the past is over, and one has to look forward in life.
Earning this large sum of money will only make him busier in the future, and he can't be lazy now.
...
At night, in the Malibu beach villa, Pepper was watching a financial program in the living room.
The host who has always been known for his bold testimonials on the show can no longer press his ass on the bench. He is jumping up and down, dancing with his hands: "...What else is there for Stark Industries, which has closed the weapons manufacturing department? Sell it,
Sell, sell! Otherwise, you will wait for the stock in your hand to become a member of the junk stock..."
Pepper's face couldn't help but bring a wry smile.
Of course she wasn't angry.
There are not many hosts in the United States who are qualified to make her angry, not to mention that this is just one of a large number of hosts of the Crazy Black Stark Group that popped up today.
In fact, for most of the day after Tony Stark's words were spoken, Stark Group's stock price fell, and there has been a drop of a little more than 5.
It doesn't sound like much, but in terms of the Stark Group's over trillions of dollars, this has evaporated more than 50 billion of its wealth.
This is due to the large shareholders who hold a large number of shares, and they are still waiting and watching.
They will not be as blind as small shareholders, they are waiting for clear news from the top of Stark Group.
If Tony eats back what he said, everything will return to the way it was before, except for his ugly face, and the stock price will rise back tomorrow, then everyone will be happy.
But after Tony made such terrible remarks, he never appeared in public again, which made the hearts of major shareholders very heavy.
This young master, won't we really pit everyone together this time? These shareholders kept murmuring in their hearts.
Call Pepper, there are a lot of people who are inquiring about the situation, and she doesn't care about any of them.
She knew that this time Tony was playing for real.
Faced with a company's stock price that is bound to plummet, most of the stocks in the hands of shareholders will depreciate, and they will be even more worried about the company's profitability in the future.
Without profit, they would not buy her account.
Suddenly the communicator rang, but it was Tony calling her from the basement.
Not long after, Pepper came out of the basement with a complicated expression, holding something that glowed blue and white in his hand.
This is the improvised Ark reactor just taken off Tony's chest.
The eldest boy who never nostalgic told her to throw it away, but Pepper always thought it was a good idea to keep it as a souvenir.
She is much more nostalgic than the youngest.
Going out in the car, less than 100 meters from Tony's villa, just turned to the No. 1 highway by the sea, and acted as the driver, Happy slammed on the brakes.
The simple Ark reactor Pepper was playing with almost fell, startling her.
Although this thing won't explode, as someone who doesn't know much about technology, when he sees wires, he will subconsciously feel that there is electricity, not to mention that this is a nuclear reactor.
"What happened?" she asked curiously.
Happy has always driven smoothly, and braking hard is not his style.
Happy's eyes were fixed on the front of the car, his mouth moved, and he finally managed to utter a word: "Batman!"
Pepper was stunned for a moment, and when he looked from the front windshield, he saw a black giant standing there.
She was about to open the door when she heard Happy's voice: "Miss Potts, better not. We're not sure what he's here for."