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  Chapter 47 New shareholders of Stark Industries

   Stark was not idle when Fisher received the order and was soft. On the one hand, he continued to develop his Iron Man armor, and went out to be a hero at night. On the other hand, he was layoffs frantically.

  Yes, in less than a week, Stark fired half of the unlucky guys in the senior management because these guys were all from the Obadiah faction or the kind who treated him in the company.

  Stark hired an entire team of lawyers to dig out the details frantically. In the end, not only did he fail to pay the liquidated damages, but also caused these executives to owe a debt and leave dingy.

In all fairness, these executives did have contributed a lot to the development of Stark Industries, but no matter how they stood on the wrong team and followed the wrong people, Obadea took away his own bodyguard when he ran away. Captain, none of these executives have notified them.

First, they were invited by the FBI to drink tea in their sleep, and then fired again at dawn. These executives had their desire to die, but at a critical moment, someone jumped out. Justin Hammer expressed his disgust for Stark. As many people are fired by Tucker Industries, he will sign as many people.

   Tony Stark has no eyes, but I know people with my eyes! Come, come, everyone, come to our Hanmer Industry and make a fortune together!

Although it was purely disgusting Stark’s move, Hanmer was also a small gain. The expelled former Stark employees also had some skills and abilities to a greater or lesser extent. Their arrival could also bring Hanmer Industry and Part of the gap in Stark Industries (Red Panda Fingertip Universe strikes again)

  After some personnel changes, Stark threw another big bomb without waiting for the remaining old employees to catch their breath. He wanted Pepperpots to be the executive officer of Stark Industries.

One stone set off a wave of thousands of waves. The executives who were expecting to rise to the pinnacle of life were stunned. Why? As a result, Stark left soup for them, and meat to a woman who was just a secretary for Stark for a few years!

   "If you can be the president by sleeping with Mr. Stark, I think I can too!" From a 1.6-meter executive who weighs 200 pounds.

  Unconvinced executives and shareholders want to convene a general meeting of shareholders to re-elect the executive officers they are satisfied with.

"These guys!" After Stark heard the news, his heart became unfamiliar. The consequences of his previous negligence were exposed, but at present he can only suppress the fire first and prepare to get some real information to these executives. Press down one by one.

8:00 am

  New York; Stark Industrial Building

  Because it was learned that Starck Industries was going to be the new shareholder meeting since the disappearance of former executive Obadea, even if it is raining heavily over New York at this moment, there are still countless reporters waiting here.

As the most important arms supplier of the American military, Stark Industries is also very complicated to share shares. Stark himself owns 30% of the original shares, which is untouchable, and Obadea has%. Fifteen of the shares. Now these shares have been taken back by Stark, and the remaining shares, the American government has 10%, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s leather company has 10%, and the remaining 30%. The fifth is the scattered stocks on the market. Some time ago, because Stark closed the weapons research and development department, most of these scattered stocks were thrown out at low prices by their shareholders. Unfortunately, these shares were taken by Fisher. Probably 18%.

   More than a dozen domineering general-purpose bulletproof off-road vehicles tore through the rain screen and parked in the parking lot of the building with rising water vapor. The bright Atlas letters on the side of the vehicle instantly attracted the attention of many reporters.

  The security personnel in black suits jumped out of the car and formed a wall to block the reporters who were approaching. Then a bodyguard who was as strong as Dashi Johnson held an umbrella and walked to the center of the off-road vehicle.

   "BOSS, we are here!"

   "Well, good! Thank you, John!" Fisher closed the laptop in his hand, dropped it on the back seat casually, and got out of the car.

"Oh my God, the big boss of the Titan Group, Fisher Adams, appeared in Stark Industries, can it be said?" A group of media tabloid reporters instantly made up hundreds of thousands of words in the business war, and the two major arms groups were tit-for-tat. One family is showing flaws while the other is going to be annexed. Many reporters feel blood is surging through various struggles and other explosive scenes. There is a big news today!

  For a time, the reporters didn't care about any stubbornness, and rushed in desperately, and the microphone passed the shoulders of the bodyguards to Fisher.

   "Mr. Fisher, can you tell me your purpose in coming to Stark Industries today?"

   "Mr. Fisher, is the Titan planning to annex Stark?"

  It’s just to disappoint the reporter that Fisher walked into the Stark Industrial Building, accompanied by his driver and security captain John, without looking back.

"Uh, welcome, Mr. Fisher Adams, I wonder what you do in Stark Industries today?" An executive saw Fisher, who was surrounded by a row of men in suits. After hesitating, he went up. Asked before.

  "Come to the shareholders' meeting!" Fisher showed an extremely bright smile.

  "Shareholders' meeting?" The executives grumbled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. They hadn't figured it out on Stark's side, and there was a wolf again. This...what are we playing?

  Although he was about to cry in his heart, the executive calmly called a beautiful blond secretary and asked her to take Fisher to the conference room.

  "Mr. Fisher, please come with me!" The secretary swayed in a better posture, brought a gust of fragrance, and guided Fisher to the elevator.

  After Fisher left, the executive immediately took out his mobile phone. He and a few neutral executives formed a small group to communicate how to counter Stark's aggressiveness. The arrival of Fisher made him suddenly have a bold idea, why not try to devour the wolf?

The idea of ​​the executives has been approved by others. Anyway, neither Stark nor Fisher seems to be able to deal with either. If this is the case, let the two of them quarrel and we can sway around here. Survived.

In the bustling conference room, major shareholders and minority shareholders were chatting endlessly. The recent gossip, female stars, international situation, stock trends, these are their topics, especially ghs, unconsciously, how many A small group with different tastes was formed.

As everyone talked, the happier, and even some people had made an appointment to wait for the end of the meeting to go to entertainment venues such as Red Romance and Purple Charm to contribute to the GDP growth of the United States, the door of the meeting room was pushed open again, and then dressed Fisher, who made a custom-made suit, walked in wearing sunglasses.

"Is it him?" After seeing Fisher's Da Ma Jindao sitting on the side row of the conference table, the shareholders of all sizes even whispered. The shareholder representatives of the American government were taken aback for a moment, and then revealed something like this. Then he took the initiative to come forward and talked freely with Fisher.

  But the representative of SHIELD's leather company was a little surprised. After all, as a professional business talent of SHIELD, he still understands what Stark Industries and Stark mean to them. If Fisher does annex Stark Industries, will this have any impact on the director's plan?

  In short, Fisher's arrival was a joy and a sorrow for several families.

  Looking at the uncertain expressions of everyone present, Fisher was very happy. Someone will be scared of a heart attack later!

At nine o'clock, Stark slowly walked into the meeting room wearing Pepperpots. When he saw Fisher sitting in the side row of the meeting room, Stark was not surprised, as long as his shares were not in Justin. Hanmer is in his hands!

"First of all, welcome everyone here. As we all know, Stark Industries has been unexpectedly in this period of time, and there are many problems, especially the departure of Uncle Obadea, which is very close to me. This is nothing to all of us. Good news!" Stark first made a brief summary.

"But decadence is only temporary. The future goals of Stark Industries will focus on the development of clean energy and high-tech technologies. To accomplish this goal, we need to elect a new executive to lead Stark Industries forward. Now, if you have anything to say, you can speak!"

  After Stark finished his words, he sat back in his chair and played a small game. The other shareholders looked at each other, and the government representatives stood up first.

  Government representatives first commented on Stark Industry’s contribution, and said that the government will continue to support Stark Industry in such circumstances.

  After he finished speaking, an executive went on to speak, saying that he would continue to contribute to the development of Stark Industries, and at the same time, for future development, he nominated himself as the executive officer.

   "Huh!" After listening to his formulaic speech, a group of shareholders immediately raised their middle fingers.

"Come on, Tom, you old thing, but you still want to be an executive officer? Why don't you take a **** and take a picture of yourself, just like a bear, do you deserve it?" A bald uncle in his fifties patted the table Scolded.

"What's wrong with me, I'm better than you no matter what, Lederman, look at your belly, your wife hates you for being fat! You fat pig!" The executive named Tom is not to be outdone, and Lederman. The person sprayed directly.

Fisher estimated that this is why those groups have to keep their doors closed when they are in meetings, so that they don’t disclose a little bit of news, or let the outside world know that these so-called business elites are just like street gangsters with their throats and fists. Laugh out big teeth.

"It's the same when you have meetings?" Next to Fisher sat a forty-year-old spectacle man who seemed to be some of Stark's technical director. He was given a share of Obadea because of his patent. As a bonus.

"No, Titan never holds a shareholder meeting!" Fisher squeezed the bridge of his nose. Although the Titan did acquire a lot of shares for development at the beginning, but later these shares were taken back by Fisher. At present, the Titan Only less than 10% of the shares are left in the hands of other shareholders, and most of these shareholders are members of the Boston consortium, who only divide the money and don't care. In other words, the giant has become his voice.

   "That can't be imagined!" The IT man crooked his head.

At this time, there has been a wave of people arguing on the court, and the purpose of the arguing is also because of the choice of executive officer. Some people think that I can also go to me, and some people want to recommend the boss of their own small group. In short, this will The spit teacup is flying all over the sky, and there is no need for a chair.

   "Enough, you people, I recommend Mr. Fisher Adams!" At this moment, the executive who had met Fisher on the first floor suddenly jumped out.

  "I..." Seeing the eyes on the court instantly fell on him, Fisher was determined to send the executive to Africa to help him manage the branch. It's a pity that this man is an employee of Stark.

   "Ahem, this proposal is waived. I am usually very busy and embarrassed by this job, but I have a personal choice. Why don't you consider it?" Fisher coughed and continued.

   "Oh, don't you know who Mr. Fisher thinks can be an important task?"

  "I recommend Ms. Pepperpots!"

   "???"

  ……

  The meeting room was silent for a moment, and Pepperpots was even more stunned. As for Stark, although he still kept playing with a mobile phone, Stark was also taken aback from the stand-up ears.

   "Mr. Fisher, are you kidding me!"

"No, why am I kidding? I proposed Pepperpots as the new executive officer of Stark Industries. Who approves? Who opposes?" Fisher stood up, resting his hands on the table, and his sharp eyes swept across the field. Everyone on it.

  Agree? be opposed to? The shareholders here are silent. Everyone remembers what this old man came from. The giant's private army has the right to move and deploy in the country. Now that he has raised his opinion, who is against it? Who dares to object?

   "I... object!" A young shareholder who had spoken before stood up.

   "Well, in this case!" Fisher snapped his fingers, and then John walked in with two black suits.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for winning the March Africa Tour package of our Titan Shipping Group. John, send him to the Congo, the tribal chief over there is already waiting! What are you still doing? Send him on the plane!" Fei Sher Nunu gestured.

   "Wait, wait, I changed my mind, okay?" The young shareholder stammered in cold sweat, looking at John whose arms were thicker than his thighs.

   "I'm sorry, it's too late!" John showed a self-confident smile, and grabbed the thin shareholder like a child.

  Looking at the hapless person being taken away, the remaining shareholders looked at each other, and one of them stood up abruptly, "I also agree that Ms. Pepperpots will become the executive officer of Stark Industries!"

   "Yes, we agree too!"

  "Ms. Pepperpots is young and promising, and I agree!"

  The shareholder Limada, who was still in trouble, became a united front and supported Pepperpots in a unified manner.

  　 The contract has been signed, but I don’t want to sign it anymore. I’m so entangled. The original 8th issue has been delayed until now.

  (End of this chapter)