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Chapter 47 New Shareholders of Stark Industries

When Fisher was relentless in accepting orders, Stark was not idle. On the one hand, he continued to develop his own Iron Man armor, and at night he went out to fight for justice, and on the other hand, he was laying off workers crazily.

Yes, within a week, Stark fired half of the unlucky people in the upper echelon, just because these guys were Obadiah's faction or the kind who had been bullying him in the company.

Stark hired a whole team of lawyers to dig out the details frantically. In the end, not only did he not pay the liquidated damages, but he also made these executives owe a whole lot of debt and leave in despair.

In all fairness, these executives have indeed made great contributions to the development of Stark Industries, but they were on the wrong team and followed the wrong people. Obadiah took his own bodyguard with him when he ran away Captain, none of these executives have been notified.

First, he was invited to drink tea by the FBI in his sleep, and then he was fired again at dawn. These executives wanted to die, but at the critical moment, someone still jumped out. Justin Hammer, in order to disgust Stark, said that Stark He will sign as many people as Tucker Industries fires.

Tony Stark has blind eyes, but I know people with my eyes!Come, come, everyone, come to our Hanmer Industries and make a fortune together!

Although it is purely disgusting Stark's move, Hammer can be regarded as a small gain. These ex-Stark employees who have been expelled also have more or less skills and abilities. Their arrival can also bring Hammer Industries and Part of Stark Industries Gap (Little Panda Fingertip Universe strikes again)

After some personnel changes, without waiting for the remaining old employees to take a breath, Stark dropped another big bomb. He wanted Pepper Potts to be the executive officer of Stark Industries.

One stone set off thousands of waves, and the executives who were expecting to rise step by step to the pinnacle of life were stunned. Why, we are doing bullshit at Stark Industries, and now that Obadiah is gone, we want to eat meat , As a result, Stark left them soup, and the meat was given to a woman, and this woman was just a secretary for Stark for a few years!

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

Unconvinced executives and shareholders want to hold a general meeting of shareholders and re-elect executives they are satisfied with.

"These guys!" After Stark heard the news, his heart became inexplicably angry. The consequences of his previous indifference were exposed, but at present he can only suppress his anger first, and prepare some real materials to bring these executives to justice. Press down one by one.

8 am

New York; Stark Industries Building

Knowing that Starkey Industries Group wanted a new shareholders meeting since the disappearance of former executive Obadiah, even though it was raining heavily over New York at this moment, there were still countless reporters waiting here.

As the most important arms supplier to the American military, Stark Industries Group shares are also very complicated. Stark himself owns 30.00% of the original shares, which is unshakeable. Obadiah has 15.00% of the shares. Now These shares were taken back by Stark, and the remaining shares are 30.00% owned by the American government, 18.00% by SHIELD's leather bag company, and the remaining [-]% are scattered stocks on the market. Because Stark closed the weapon research and development department, most of these scattered shares were sold at low prices by their shareholders. Unfortunately, Fisher took about [-]% of these shares.

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

The security personnel in black suits jumped out of the car and formed a human wall to block the surrounding reporters, and then a bodyguard who was as strong as Dwayne Johnson walked to the off-road vehicle in the center with an umbrella.

"Boss, we're here!"

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

"My God, Fisher Adams, the big boss of the Jushen Group, appeared in Stark Industries, could it be?" A group of reporters from the media tabloids instantly made up a commercial war of hundreds of thousands of words. The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two major arms groups, One family showed its flaws, the other one planned to annex it, all kinds of struggles, etc. The exciting scenes have already made many reporters feel their blood surging. There is big news today!

For a moment, the reporters rushed forward desperately, regardless of their reserve, and handed the microphone over the shoulders of the bodyguards to Fisher.

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

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

What disappointed the reporter was 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 don't know why you are here at Stark Industries today?" An executive saw Fisher surrounded by a row of men in suits, and after hesitating, he went up asked before.

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

"Shareholders' meeting?" The executive gulped and gulped. They haven't finished with Stark yet, and another wolf has come, this...fuck is playing with us, isn't it!

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

"Mr. Fisher, please come with me!" The secretary swayed in a better posture, bringing a burst of fragrance, and guiding Fisher to the elevator.

After Fisher left, the executive immediately took out his mobile phone. He and a few neutral executives set up a small group to communicate how to counter Stark's aggressiveness.And Fisher's arrival made him suddenly have a bold idea, why not try to swallow wolves and drive tigers away?

The executive's idea was approved by others. Anyway, Stark and Fisher seem to be difficult to deal with. If this is the case, then let the two of them quarrel, and we can swing from side to side here. survived.

In the bustling conference room, major shareholders and small shareholders are chatting endlessly. The latest gossip, female stars, international situation, stock trends, these are their topics, especially ghs, unknowingly, almost A small group with different tastes was formed in this way.

Just when everyone chatted more and more happily, and some people even made an appointment to go to such entertainment venues as Red Romance and Purple Charm after the meeting was over, to contribute to the GDP growth of the United States, the door of the meeting room was pushed open again, and then dressed Fisher, in a handmade bespoke suit, walked in wearing dark glasses.

"It's him?" After seeing Fischer sitting on the side row of the conference table, all shareholders, large and small, started whispering. expression, then he took the initiative to go forward and chatted with Fisher.

But the representative of the leather bag company of SHIELD was a little surprised. After all, as a professional business talent of SHIELD, he still understood what Stark Industries and Stark meant to them.If Fisher did gobble up Stark Industries, would that have any effect on the director's plans?

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

Looking at the uncertain expressions of everyone present, Fisher was very happy. Some people must have a heart attack later!

At exactly nine o'clock, Stark walked into the conference room wearing Pepper Potts. Stark was not surprised when he saw Fisher sitting in the side row of the conference room, as long as his shares did not fall into Justin's Hammer is fine!

"First of all, welcome to everyone. As we all know, Stark Industries has been experiencing constant accidents and many problems, especially Uncle Obadiah, who has a very good relationship with me, has left. This is nothing to all of us. Good news!" Stark first made a brief summary.

"But the decadence is only temporary. The future goal of Stark Industries will focus on the development of clean energy and high-tech. In order 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 speaking, he sat back in his chair and played a small game. The other shareholders looked at each other in blank dismay, and the government representative stood up first.

The government representative first commented on the contribution of Stark Industries, and said that the government will continue to support Stark Industries and so on.

After he finished his speech, an executive continued to speak, saying that he would continue to contribute to the development of Stark Industries, and at the same time, for future development, he recommended himself as an executive officer.

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

"Come on, Tom, you're an old man, but you still want to be an executive officer? Why don't you take a pee and take a picture of yourself, just like you, do you deserve it?" A bald man in his 50s slapped the table and cursed road.

"What's wrong with me, no matter what I do, I'm better than you, Redman, look at your big belly, your wife thinks you're fat! You fat pig!" The executive named Tom was not to be outdone, and both The person sprayed directly.

Fisher reckons this is why the doors of those groups have to be closed when they hold meetings, and they don't want to reveal any news to the outside world. Otherwise, the outside world will know that these so-called business elites are just like the street gangsters, gesticulating with their fists. Laugh out loud.

"It's the same when you are in a meeting?" Sitting next to Fisher is a bespectacled man in his forties. He seems to be some kind of technical director of Stark. Because he has a patent, he was divided by Obadiah. As a bonus.

"No, Jushen never holds a general meeting of shareholders!" Fisher pinched the bridge of his nose. Although at the beginning, Jushen did acquire a lot of shares for development, but later these shares were taken back by Fisher. At present, Jushen Only less than [-]% 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 do nothing. In other words, Jushen has become his voice.

"That's really unimaginable!" The IT man tilted his head.

At this time, a group of people have been arguing on the field, and the purpose of the quarrel is also because of the selection of the executive officer. Some people think that I can do it, and some people want to recommend the boss of their small group. Teacups of spittle are flying all over the sky, only chairs are missing.

"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 field cast on him in an instant, Fisher wanted to send that executive to Africa to help him manage the branch, but it was a pity that this man was an employee of Stark.

"Ahem, this proposal is waived. I am usually very busy, so I am embarrassed to take this position, but I do have a candidate, why don't you consider it?" Fisher coughed and continued.

"Oh, I don't know if Mr. Fisher thinks that person is worthy of an important job?"

“I recommend Ms. Pepper Potts!”

"???"

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The conference room was silent for a moment, and Pepper Potts was even more stunned. As for Stark, although he still kept playing with his mobile phone, judging from his pricked ears, Stark was also taken aback.

"Mr. Fisher, you are joking!"

"No, why am I joking? I recommend Pepper Potts to be the new executive of Stark Industries. Who agrees? Who opposes?" Fisher stood up, put his hands on the table, and scanned the scene with sharp eyes everyone on it.

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

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

"Well, if that's the case!" Fisher snapped his fingers, and then John walked in with two black suits.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for winning the March Africa tour gift package of our Jushen Shipping Group, John, send him to the Democratic Republic of the Congo, the tribal chiefs over there are already waiting! What are you still doing? Send him on the plane!" Fei Shernu pursed her mouth and gestured.

"Wait, wait, I've changed my mind, okay?" The young shareholders looked at John, whose arms were thicker than his thighs, and stammered in cold sweat.

"I'm sorry, it's too late!" John showed a smile that he thought was kind, and grabbed the thin shareholder, just like picking up a child.

Seeing this unlucky guy being taken away, the remaining shareholders looked at each other, and one of them stood up abruptly, "I also agree with Ms. Pepper Potts becoming the executive officer of Stark Industries!"

"Yes, we agree too!"

"Ms. Pepper Potts is young and promising, and I agree!"

The shareholder Limada, who was still rambunctious, became a united front and supported Pepper Potts in a unified tone.

　The contract has already been signed, but I don't want to sign it anymore. I am so entangled. The matter on the 8th has been delayed until now.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)