Marvel: I Inherited the Kingdom of Shadows

The riots in Manhattan ended, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Tony held two big chaebols. Naturally, nothing happened. Nick didn't even report him, because he knew it would be useless to report.

However, in this way, Nick and S.H.I.E.L.D. are more unlucky.

Manhattan, as the economic center of the United States, has such a vicious incident, and naturally someone needs to be responsible.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. is very strong, but due to two consecutive failures, they became well-deserved backers and were punished. Even S.H.I.E.L.D. was hurt by this.

Among other things, Nick almost vomited blood just because the funds were cut off by a third.

More importantly, due to a war that caused many people to suffer property losses, SHIELD, which was responsible for the blame, would naturally have to bear these losses.

As for asking the U.S. government to pay the money, don’t even think about it. In the words of the head of state of the U.S., whoever makes the mess will be settled.

Therefore, S.H.I.E.L.D. had to come up with a sum of money to compensate the citizens.

But an embarrassing thing came, SHIELD had no money.

As a behemoth, it is ridiculous that such a thing without money happened to S.H.I.E.L.D.

But the fact is that, as a force all over the world, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s funds are already a bit stretched, and it depends on blood transfusions from the US government on weekdays.

Now that one-third of the funds have been cut off all of a sudden, S.H.I.E.L.D. is not even able to cover its own expenses, so where is the money to compensate the damaged people.

So, even though things are ridiculous, S.H.I.E.L.D. is really out of money.

When Nick heard the report from his subordinates, he was stunned.

"Fuck, what are you talking about?"

"No money!"

Nick growled.

His assistant nodded in fear, not daring to look into Nick's cannibalistic eyes.

"Director, I, I can't help it. Our current funds are not enough for our S.H.I.E.L.D. internally."

"Next, we may have to cut down on food and clothing. How can we have money to compensate the people?"

Speaking of this, the assistant's tone was full of grievances, and Nick immediately knocked his head with a headache.

"I see, you go down first, I'll figure out a way about the money."

After waving his assistant away, Nick sat down on the office chair slumped.

He felt that he should be the most failed director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and it was ridiculous to worry about money.

But the facts are in front of him, and he can't help it if he doesn't believe it. The most important thing now is to find a way to fill this hole.

The riots in Manhattan didn't last long.

If the compensation cannot be paid as soon as possible, it is unknown what troubles will arise.

If there is a big parade at this time, then he can really step down.

But where do you get your money?According to statistics, as many as 16 people were damaged this time.

Although there is insurance to bear part of it, the part that S.H.I.E.L.D. has to compensate is not a small amount.Roughly estimated, at least nearly 20 billion yuan, which is still an underestimation.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s annual funding is only a few billion. Now that the funding has been cut by one-third, another 20 billion will definitely drain S.H.I.E.L.D.

Therefore, he must not make a decision from SHIELD, unless he wants to take everyone to drink the Northwest Wind.

As for the government, there is no need to think about it. The head of the United States made a statement, and no one dared to give money.

Apart from these two paths, the only thing left is to raise funds from the private sector.

Thinking of this, Tony's figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Bastard! Why do I want to wipe your ass, but you spend your days drinking and drinking?"

Thinking of Tony, who was the culprit this time, the more Nick thought about it, the more unbalanced he became. He didn't know where to get the money, but suddenly he made a decision, and he wanted Tony to make up the money.

After making up his mind, Nick drove away from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Stark Industrial Building, Tony, who has been around for a long time, came to the company again today to fish.

To him, going to work is just fishing in another place. If Potts hadn't shown up for a long time and was called every day, he would never come to the company.

In the office, Potts was reporting the company's latest situation to Tony in a serious manner. Tony seemed to be listening carefully, but in fact he didn't know where his mind was going.

Natasha, who was the secretary, stood beside Tony with a serious face, looking serious, but if Potts took a step forward, he would find Tony's left hand on Natasha's lap.

Soon, Potts finished reporting the company's situation, and looked at Tony, who was distracted, and frowned suddenly.

"Tony, can you be serious!"

After saying that, Tony came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, and said with a sneer on his face: "Potts, you know, I'm really not interested in these things."

"You are the CEO now, just make up your mind, don't ask me."

Tony can kill people without blinking an eye outside, but facing the woman in front of him is really a little frightened.

Not because of fear, but mainly because of embarrassment.

For such a long time, Potts took care of the company, and he was the shopkeeper throughout the whole process.

Although he has never managed a company, he knows how tiring it is to be in charge of such a large company as Stark.

And this was all carried down by Potts.

It can be said that Potts' hard work is inseparable from the fact that he can live so freely now.

It is precisely because of this that Tony really has no confidence in facing Potts. This has nothing to do with strength, it is purely psychological.

It’s okay for the predecessor to face this situation. After all, the predecessor is a genius, and he can come up with a few inventions from time to time to help the company develop.

But Tony can't do it, he doesn't have the brains of his predecessor, he is completely free.

Listening to Tony's words, Potts was helpless.

She found that Tony was getting lazy. If he didn't make three calls a day, this guy would not come to the company once a year.

So, looking at the guilty expression on his face, Potts gave up struggling.

"Well, I won't make it difficult for you, but you have to promise me that you will come to the company for two days from time to time."

"After all, you are at the helm of the company. It's not good for the company if you don't show up for too long."

"No problem, I promise you!"

Tony agreed immediately, and Potts didn't stay in the office for too long, and left the office directly.

As the actual helm of Stark Industries, she is much busier than Tony and has no time to talk nonsense with him.

Watching Potts leave, Tony breathed a sigh of relief, when a pair of small hands rested on his shoulders.

Natasha, who was acting serious just now, stood directly behind Tony, rubbing his shoulders, and whispering softly in his ear: "I think Miss Potts is quite tired these days, how about I help her."

While speaking, a bunch of murder weapons had been pressed on Tony's back, which made Tony enjoy it very much.

However, in the next second, cold words sounded from his mouth, "Be your vase obediently, otherwise, you will know the consequences."

"Forehead"

The charm on Natasha's face disappeared, and a trace of tension flashed in her eyes.