Marvel: I Have Severe Mental Disorder

Chapter 119 Zhou Ran and the Punisher

After listening to what Poz said, the entire board of directors began a second discussion.

The people here are all rich and big capitalists, not fools. They clearly understand this calculation method.

This algorithm, which combines the wealth created in the present time and the potential development in the future, is the best way to measure the value of an enterprise.

After more than ten minutes of discussion, a director of the board of directors took the lead.

This is an old man with white hair and a white beard, he smiled and said slowly, "Poz, you are right, this data graph is also very attractive, but I think it is more important now than the future. Important."

"Because there is no present, there is no future. Besides, I'm so old, and I don't have a few years to live. Even I don't know whether I will die tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. My future is full of uncertainty."< /p>

"So, the future is not that attractive to me. I think Obadiah is more suitable. He has experience."

"Everyone, wake up, I think we should choose a certain now instead of an uncertain future!"

After the white-haired and white-bearded old man finished speaking, an old man in a black suit said, "Well, what you said makes sense, but I still want to hear what Jake has to say?"

"No matter what, we always have to listen to what Jake has to say. Both are very suitable for the interim chairman. Obadiah has finished speaking, and Jake should also speak."

"Well, I think Obadiah and Jake, after both of them talk about their temporary role as the chairman of Stark Industries, have a good way to stabilize the overall situation and create wealth for us."

"Yes, this can be..."

"As expected of the old McDonald's, I immediately talked about the key points. Everyone who supports is support. The most important thing is who has a good way to stabilize the overall situation and create wealth?"

"What a great idea!"

"..."

"..."

These directors present on the board of directors,

They looked at Obadiah and Zhou Ran in unison.

Obadiah smiled, took a cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said slowly: "My solution is very simple, the proportion of our Stark Industries' arms revenue has dropped to 62%!"

"Well, this kind of revenue ratio is too ridiculous for a weapons company. This is also the issue I have been emphasizing, the most important issue!"

"We have never been short of buyers for the weapons made by Stark Industries. In the United States, we have the military to provide a large number of orders, and there are even more people who want to buy outside the United States. Those dictatorial black elders in Africa, There are a lot of gold mines in hand, and Saudi Arabia is also rich!"

"So, I plan to increase the production volume of weapons, so that the arms revenue will return to the original proportion, which is 89%!"

"The income of these 27 points is the wealth I bring to everyone, and the buyer I have in Obadiah's hands!"

Zhou Ran heard the words, and he, who had been silent, looked at Obadiah, took a deep breath, and asked, "Mr. Obadiah, have you made up your mind? Do you really want to do this?" p>

Obadiah smashed the cigar in his hand, nodded, and said, "Of course, isn't this the best way to stabilize the morale of the army?"

After hearing this, Zhou Ran smiled and said loudly, "I didn't intend to temporarily replace the chairman of Stark Industries, because I expected you to increase the production of weapons, after all, this is the best way to stabilize the military's morale! "

"But I thought you wouldn't be so greedy, maybe seventy-five percent. This is the bottom line in my heart."

"Unfortunately, you have touched my bottom line now!"

After that, Zhou Ranmeng stood up, slapped the table with his hand, and said sharply: "This is the end of today's board of directors, tomorrow is the smartphone launch conference, and then everyone will go and have a look at this event. How many times will Stark Industries stock double after the launch!"

"When the time comes, let's meet again and discuss this issue again!"

Then, Zhou Ran took big steps and walked out of the conference room without looking back.

To increase the proportion of military revenue to 75% is Zhou Ran's bottom line.

He knew that Obadiah was greedy, but he didn't expect Obadiah to be so greedy!

You must know that the current Stark Industry is not the Stark Industry in the movie. The current output value is three times that of the movie, so there is no need to increase the income of arms.

Moreover, it is not that Zhou Ran did not give Obadiah a chance, but Obadiah did not cherish this opportunity.

Zhou Ran pushed his glasses, and an inexplicable color appeared in his eyes.

He was a little nervous and a little excited, and Obadiah was the first villain he wanted to fight.

People are very complicated and contradictory. Zhou Ran cares about his own safety, but he always wants to change something. He also has his own bottom line.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, Zhou Ran could allow Obadiah to temporarily act as the chairman of Stark Industries and maintain a neutral attitude, neither supporting nor opposing it.

Now that Zhou Ran's bottom line has been touched, he can't watch helplessly, Obadiah single-handedly destroying the changes he made to Stark Industries.

Zhou Ran smiled and clenched his fists.

What else can Obadiah do?

If it's just head-to-head competition, he's already winning at this point.

Obadiah may only be able to use out-of-the-box moves, and out-of-the-box moves are probably another targeted assassination.

Zhou Ran took a deep breath. In the face of this assassination, he needed to find some helpers, some very powerful bodyguards.

Zhou Ran knew a superhero and was a good friend with that superhero, the famous punisher Frank in Hell's Kitchen.

The two have known each other for almost seven or eight years, and have had a lifelong friendship.

At that time, Zhou Ran was driving home when a man covered in blood suddenly stopped his car. This man was Frank the Punisher.

At that time, Frank the Punisher was being pursued by gangsters and was seriously injured, so Zhou Ran and Frank forged a friendship.

After Zhou Ran used his car skills to throw away the gangsters who were chasing Frank, Frank, who was seriously injured, left his phone number and made a promise to Zhou Ran.

If Zhou Ran encounters any trouble one day, he will call him. He is called the Punisher. Although he can't solve the trouble, he can solve the troublemaker.

Then, without looking back, he disappeared into the darkness.

Returning to Zhou Ran in the president's office, he sat on a chair, pushed his glasses, and nodded.

It seems that Brother Punisher is needed now to help him and let him protect himself for a while.

If Obadiah did choose to assassinate him, don't blame him for visiting with the Punisher to surprise Obadiah.

Yin Sen raised his eyebrows and said, "There are many kinds, but it's still not enough here."

"They speak Arabic, Urdu, Dari, Pashto, Mongolian, Persian, Russian..."

Tony pulled out the materials he needed in the missile and asked, "Who are they?"

Yin Sen sighed, looked at Tony, and said, "They are your loyal customers, Mr. Stark! They call themselves the Ten Rings Gang."

After listening, Tony fell silent again, squatted down, and started to disassemble the missile.

Seeing this, Yin Sen squatted down and said, "If you tell me your plan, we may move faster!"

Tony took a deep breath, hammered the tail of the missile twice, removed the tail, and took out what he needed.

Tony ignored Yin Sen's words, carrying what he needed in one hand and the car battery in the other, and slowly came to the table and sat down.

Tony took off a piece of metal with slender pliers, and threw the thing he took out from the inside of the missile behind him, saying, "We don't need the big one, we just need this."

Tony's reply represented his promise to Yin Sen's help.

Yin Sen looked at the metal that Tony took off, and asked very curiously, "What is that?"

Tony held the piece of metal with pliers, raised his head to look at Yin Sen, and said, "Palladium metal, 0.15 grams, we need at least 1.6 grams."

Tony paused and told Yin Sen: "Go and dismantle the other 11! You should have understood just now, how did I dismantle them?"

Yin Sen nodded and started to work hard, holding a screwdriver to disassemble the missile.

Yin Sen was struggling to dismantle the missile there.

Tony was not idle either. He was carrying the car battery while preparing what he needed.

When everything was ready, Tony put the car battery back on the table.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and started the next work.

Terrorists have no sophisticated instruments here, everything is rough.

Tony Stark needs to use his own hands to rub out a precise model, a precise model for pouring.

Tony is very confident in his hands. His hands have made countless machines. Tony Stark's expression is very serious, and he starts to rub the model with full attention.

This is a very small torus model without any flaws.

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