Marvel’s Speedsters

On the day that Ross was joined by the Vanko father and son, Obadi Stan was in a difficult situation.

Dressed in loose pajamas, sitting on a soft | sofa, the fire in the fireplace was roaring, warming the dimly lit room, it was already eight o’clock in the evening Eastern Time, but Obadi was not tired at all, he looked at the TV set, and the screen was showing the media’s live interview with Victor Doom, who successfully |entered the space station.

“…… I heard the news of Tony’s return and was glad that our friend was still favored by lady luck, and I had no such luck this time with my team going to be in space for at least a week. I have to say that from the launch room to the Hayden space station, this road is really long enough, but it is better to spend a few days in space, it is better than indulging in the seduction of women doing nothing. Confused. ”

On the screen, Doom is still that invincible look, and the implication is nothing more than to belittle Tony and elevate himself.

“What is Mr. Doom’s expectations for himself on this space expedition, and what positive impact will it have on Doom Technology?” The host in the director’s room lost no time in questioning.

“We will study the evolution of early planetary life triggered by high-energy cosmic storms generated by the coronal solar wind, which will fundamentally advance our understanding of the structure of the human genome, cure countless diseases, and allow humans to live longer, stronger, and healthier lives.”

“This idea was originally proposed by the genius Dr. Reed Richards, a great college classmate of mine who made many so-called geniuses at MIT feel like junior high school students at a tech show, and we said we would work together in the future as early as school, and this time we finally had the opportunity.”

“Reid and my employees are in charge of basic research, and I’m here to fulfill our shared dreams with bills. I believe he is right, this small trip will definitely double our stock, get more than a billion dollars in orders for the company, and capture more market share for Doom Technology. After that, Doom turned sideways and exposed Reed, who was standing next to him like a follower, and within two seconds he returned to the center of the screen, squeezing Reed who was greeting the audience to the back.

“Can I ask what if Mr. Richards is wrong, according to expert analysis, this storm can be fatal…”, the moderator continued to ask.

“He can’t be wrong.” Doom interrupted the other party’s question.

“If we are really wrong, the specially designed protective shield outside the control room of the space station can also protect us from harm, so this exploration is |completely risk-free, and we will get a high return, not only for ourselves, but also for our future, the future of everyone.”

“One step ahead, that’s my job, to see what others can’t see…”

Then the TV was filled with Doom’s raving, and Obadi listened for a while, impatiently pressed the remote control and went to another channel.

But the channel is still airing shows that disturb him.

“Stark Industries, I have a suggestion here, are you ready?”

The union leader, known for his hard-line personality, rolled up his sleeves and put on an uncompromising posture in front of the camera.

“Did you hear the siren on this shipwreck? Let me tell you, Stark Industries’ new products will never be bought, and you will soon be finished! Look, this is the end of Stark Industries! ”

With the cooperation of the host, the union leader suddenly grabbed a bat and smashed the porcelain in front of him to pieces, and he hit it so fiercely that the fragments splashed from the desktop to the lens glass, as if it would fly out of the screen. With his abrupt movement, Obadi involuntarily raised his face and closed his eyes, and then reacted that he was just sitting at home watching TV.

“Bang!”

Turning off the TV and throwing the remote control heavily on the table, Obadi was so angry that | fluctuated violently.

These TV shows poked his heart, and the CEO has been hesitating these days.

Everything was under control, and although Tony did not die in Central Asia, he could not turn over any big waves, and he used mania as a reason to provoke the board’s long-term dissatisfaction with the Stark family’s long-term arbitrariness, and then persuaded Tony to keep a low profile, so that the two-pronged approach could form favorable conditions for the future | to take over the | management company, but the changes in the outside world were somewhat unexpected.

“Victor Doom…”

Obadi pulled over a piece of paper and listed a nasty name on it.

“Tan| Solar, Osborne, Hammer Industries…”

Then list a few familiar opponents above.

“Cutting-edge science and technology laboratories… Ross Byrne…”

Finally, there are the newly rising stars.

The names were listed one by one, and they were crossed out one by one, and when they finally stopped, the originally blank paper was densely packed with about twenty lines of characters of different lengths. Looking at these characters, Obadi suddenly felt a little uneasy, originally he was about to become the master of the sheepfold and exercise supreme power in place of the real owner, but the recent changes suddenly made him a little worried.

Even if you go back a year … Or half a year ago, there were not so many competitors, when Tan|suo Aerospace had just received strong support from the Department of Defense, and the merger with Osborne seemed out of reach, Hammer Industries and the like were just poor imitators, Dum Technology had just hit the road, and Ross’s laboratory did not even have a shadow.

But half a year later, these former competitors and new forces grew one by one like saplings after rain, and the speed caught him off guard.

Although none of these companies are likely to have a decisive impact on Stark Industries now, with the keen sense of a good manager, Obadi has realized that there are some less optimistic trends ahead.

Once Tan| Aerospace merges with Osborne, the new company will become the second largest military-industrial complex, reducing competition and better leveraging scale advantages, directly threatening Stark’s current market share in all aspects.

At that time, there were evenly matched large enterprises, there were companies such as Dumhammer in the middle, and there were more dynamic cutting-edge laboratories below, and Stark Industries, which lost Tony, could it maintain its current advantage in the face of wolf pack attacks?

This is a difficult question for Obadi, and it is an extremely difficult task.

Letting Tony go, it may cause trouble later;

After killing him, Obadi was a little worried about falling behind from future competition.

So for a while, he was a little anxious.

Looking at these names, Obadi knows how many of them are behind the recent collapse of Stark Industries’ stocks.

Needless to say, Hammer Industries and |Tansuo Aerospace needless to say, according to their own investigations, even little guys like Ross have made a lot of benefits in it.

He had already crossed Tony’s statement to recover some of the negative impact, but thanks to the continuous addition of competitors and Wall Street vultures, the company lost much more than expected. If this continues, what Obadi has to worry about is not Tony’s life or death, but whether he can continue to sit on the throne of the supreme controller after driving him away.

After all, he wanted to force Stark out to monopolize the lucrative Ding Ding Arms Company, not for a gradually ruined business.

As long as Tony can make big concessions in terms of equity, or formally promise not to interfere with the actual operation, and is content to play the role of an inventor, then it seems that he will not necessarily kill the only successor of his old friend Howard.

Obadi pondered and made a difficult decision.

“What a lucky fellow, Tony.” He looked at the photo of himself and Stark’s father and son on the wall not far away and said to himself.

“I almost killed you goose that laid golden eggs, but I didn’t expect the fox outside the fence to make me realize your value again, it seems that I have to give you another chance, don’t let me down this time.”

He stood up and whispered, then returned to his desk and revised a list of attendees for the charity gala, adding Tony’s name, who was no longer going to be invited.

Now that he no longer needs a quiet, low-key Stark, a glimpse of the company’s management may be more helpful in boosting confidence.

After thinking about the crux of the matter, Obadi also felt a little relaxed in his heart, as if he had finally removed the heavy stone that had been pressing | Xiong’s mouth for days, and let his breathing regain his free and unimpeded flow.

Then the confidential phone at the desk rang.

“Omar is already under control? Very well, clean it up, and then you bring things back yourself, and then recruit a new group of people, it turns out that these people are going to clean up. ”

Hanging up the phone, the new news made Obadai feel more at ease.

In the original timeline, he personally led the team to Central Asia to find the former collaborators to extinguish, and then brought back Tony’s first generation of armor scattered in the desert, but this time he did not have time and directly sent his henchmen. However, it is clear that in the face of well-trained and well-equipped private armies, those backward and incompetent rabble will never be opponents.

This can also be regarded as clearing and re-working with Tony, and from now on, no one will know that Tony’s disappearance is related to himself.

Thinking of this, Obadi finally laughed, and the wrinkles on his old face seemed to gather into a chrysanthemum flower|.

He finally sorted out the documents on the desk, stuffed the paper with the names of those opponents into the folder, thought about it, and packed some photos related to Tony’s most trusted secretary, Pepper, and then sealed the folder opening. Tomorrow he will take this document to his old friend’s son and have a long conversation with Tony in person.

I believe this will be a far-reaching meeting.

Obadi thought proudly and left his study.

Unbeknownst to him, on the other end of the confidential phone he had just put down, something extremely subtle was taking place in a distant corner of Central Asia.