Marvel turns into Iron Man

Obviously, something like a private jet that can be called a money-burning game is definitely not something that ordinary working-class people can afford.

As the successor of the military industrial group, Miss Stark naturally has the capital to buy a private jet and hire an entire flight team.

In the United States, because of the vast land and sparse population, many families living on the West Coast are equipped with a family-grade private jet.

Even some community residences provide hangars, communal takeoff and landing strips, and dedicated fuel stations for aircraft.

The U.S. government has opened the airspace below 3000 meters to the citizens, which is used to facilitate the use of their own private jets.

Basically, low-altitude flight plans within less than a hundred miles do not need to be reported to the local air traffic control department.

But Miss Stark can't - her private jet is not the kind of small civilian plane, but specially ordered from Boeing.

The prototype is Boeing 737-BBJ, which was modified by group engineers and equipped with Stark Industries' new engine technology.

However, no matter what, it is impossible for a large aircraft like Boeing 737 to fit into a small hangar.

Her private jet has been parked on the private-facing tarmac of Los Angeles International Airport, and she has to pay a large management fee every year.

On the other hand, she is about to cross the entire continental United States, so her flight must be reported to the air traffic control department.

Once again, in this materialistic capitalist society, if you have money - you can really do whatever you want.

The route approval speed of such a large private airliner...... Well, as long as you are willing to pay, it will definitely be approved for you very quickly.

However, Stark Industries Group has always been a good partner of the US military, not to mention that she is going to negotiate business with the military.

The air traffic control department had no reason to stop it, so—Miss Stark's private jet route was quickly approved.

That evening, the Boeing business jet had already landed at Kennedy International Airport in Queens, New York.

Strictly speaking, the headquarters of the Stark Industries Group is actually located in Washington, the capital of the United States, not New York.

The reason why the board of directors of the group arranged the business cooperation with the US military in New York was because the big bosses in the military had spoken.

Miss Stark had noticed the raindrops on the small porthole since the plane passed through the clouds.

Although it is still summer, the weather in New York is still so fickle.

The bodyguard thoughtfully brought a thicker off-white trench coat for the boss, and put it on her body.

"Thanks, Happy, you are so considerate. I didn't expect the weather here to be like this."

The temperature in the cabin was automatically adjusted by the air conditioner, but the sudden drop in temperature still made her feel a little chilly.

Saying that, Miss Stark wrapped her windbreaker tightly, with a smile on her face, and nodded slightly to Happy Hogan.

"It's my fault, Toni, that I was so busy matching your clothes that I forgot to check the weather in New York."

Pepper looked a little self-blaming, as if he hadn't fulfilled the responsibilities of a life assistant.

"It's no big deal, my body has always been full of vitality, not as fragile as you think."

Looking at Pepper, Miss Stark shrugged her shoulders to comfort her, and then she looked out of the window again.

It's raining in New York - Originally, such weather is not suitable for takeoff and landing, but the group is pressing hard.

A few minutes later, her private jet landed on an outer runway at Kennedy International Airport.

The raindrops falling from the sky fell on the top of the passenger plane, and the slightly dull sound of falling rain could be heard even in the cabin.

Outside the passenger plane, a black extended Lincoln car was parked outside the gangway, and two bodyguards in black suits stood beside the car with umbrellas.

Standing on the gangway, she looked at the airport which was a little dark at night, and then at the city in the distance.

Happy Hogan stood beside her, held up a black umbrella for her, and protected her down the gangway next to the passenger plane.

Even if the raindrops wet his back, he sent the two ladies into the compartment of the concierge car as if he had never heard of it.

"Let's go, I want to see what kind of tricks they plan to play with me—"

In the black Lincoln concierge car, the air conditioner and heater have been turned on, forcing the cold air back out of the car.

New York has always been such a city with a somewhat changeable climate, which is also related to its location.

Before landing, JFK actually refused because the apron for private jets was full.

However, under the money offensive of the Stark Industries Group, Kennedy Airport still gave concessions.

That is to allow her passenger plane to be parked on the runway overnight, and to close the take-off and landing aisles of private passenger jets.

After picking up the person to be picked up, the black extended concierge car drove towards the downtown Manhattan.

The group chose this place for the talks because there is a Stark Industries landmark building in the center of Manhattan.

That building belonged to the Stark family, and Miss Stark inherited it from her father, Howard.

Perhaps it is precisely because Stark Industries Group is the world's top large-scale enterprise group that the Stark family's glory has been created.

Just within the range of Manhattan Island, Miss Stark has already noticed the building hidden among the tall buildings.

That was the Stark Industrial Building—a strangely shaped, but not at all low-key, landmark high-rise building.

Following the characteristic of being wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, the outer wall of the Stark Industrial Building has a completely curved building surface.

Counting from the top floor to the bottom of the six floors, it is a large sky apartment villa mansion that belongs exclusively to Miss Stark.

Just to build this landmark building, Stark Industries Group has already spent more than one billion US dollars in funds.

Plus the cost of taking the nearby land, and a small park at the foot of the Stark Industrial Building.

The entire landmark building of the Stark Industries Group finally used more than 50 billion US dollars of funds.

It's the same sentence - money really does whatever you want, and it also confirms the truth that money comes first.

In the United States, where the arms industry is legalized, Stark Industries can be regarded as a complete war fortune.

The economic crisis caused by the bubble economy forced the United States to pass on the crisis through war.

Stark Industries Group also started to develop at that time.

Relying on the sale of a large number of arms and weapons, as well as the new technology developed by Howard Stark.

As of this year, the market value of Stark Industries Group has reached 5000 billion US dollars, a well-deserved industry benchmark.

Compared with the assets of 5000 billion US dollars, is the price of Stark Industrial Building around [-] million US dollars a lot?

What better way to advertise than such a landmark building in the heart of the world's largest city?

As we all know, the United States is a country that loves nuclear peace—it has corresponding strategic deployments around the world.

The open capitalist market has also made many arms companies good partners of the US Department of Defense.

The U.S. Department of Defense even opened a special bidding website to openly trade with arms companies all over the world.

The Stark Industries Group, however, is independent of the bidding and belongs exclusively to an old friend of the US Department of Defense.

When Howard Stark took power, Stark Industries was already a loyal partner of the US Department of Defense.

Even after the millennium has passed, the communication between the military and Stark Industries has never stagnated.

In most cases, even if the Ministry of Defense places a large-scale order, it will not be as well-known as it is today.

It is often the military procurement personnel wrangling with the Stark Industries board of directors, and it is over when an agreement is reached.

Of course, all procurement contracts will also be sent to Miss Stark, but she basically didn't care about it.

However, this time, calling her from the west coast to the east coast was also because of the special request of the US Department of Defense.

The Stark Industries Group is engaged in arms trading, and at the same time, under Miss Stark's hands, it is also developing new military technologies.

Basically, new technologies are born every year, so every year the Ministry of Defense communicates with Stark Industries.

Some of these new technologies are mastered and put into production by themselves, while others are sold as appropriate in exchange for patent royalties.

Those new military technologies in previous years can basically create an additional [-] to [-] billion in additional income.

Of course—she came a little too late, so the meeting with the Ministry of Defense was scheduled for the next day.

She spent the night in her apartment on the top floor of the Stark Industries building and didn't take it seriously.

The next day, she got up early in the morning and met the senior officials of the Ministry of National Defense in the conference hall dedicated to the building.

It was no different from the exchange meeting in previous years. It was still led by the Weapons Research and Development Department of the Ministry of National Defense.

However, she saw an interesting guy among the representatives of the Ministry of Defense-

"Welcome to Stark Industries, the future is waiting for you, Uncle Ross."

As she said that, Miss Stark greeted her with a smile, and came to the middle-aged man in the uniform of a general.

It was a middle-aged Caucasian man in his 50s or [-]s, with a dignified face and a small mustache.

The dark green general uniform on his body did not wear a badge or epaulets, so it was impossible to tell the status of this person.

However, relying on this person's appearance as a leader in the officer corps, no one will despise him.

Miss Stark knew him, and was quite familiar with him - he was Thaddeus Ross, then general of the army.

"It's been a long time since we met last time. When I see you, I still think of your father Howard."

General Ross has a high status, but he didn't show any appearance of a professional soldier in front of Miss Stark.

The most important thing is that there is a very close relationship between her father Howard and General Ross.

"How are you doing recently, little girl, do you have any new works to show your eyes?"

"You have inherited Howard's mind, don't tell me you have nothing to show."

When Father Howard was still around, General Ross would often visit their home.

At that time, Howard asked her to call the other party's uncle, so strictly speaking, the two parties had some relationship.

"Bad provocation, Uncle, but there are a few good ones this year."

Hearing what the other party said, Miss Stark rolled her eyes, but reached out and turned on the projector on the table.

Naturally, there are dedicated projection equipment in the meeting room, and the equipment is naturally connected to the database of Stark Industries Group.

She took out her tablet, connected it to the projection screen in the meeting room, and projected the interface of the tablet on the wall.

In the room, everyone who attended the meeting thought it was about to start, and found their seats one after another to watch her perform.

"Hmm... wait a minute, I'm looking for where I put those things..."

Her hand slid so fast that most people could only see a few words clearly, and then they were drawn behind by her.

In about half a minute, she finally searched for what she wanted to find on the database terminal of the computer.

"Circumstellar orbital space strike technology and electromagnetic orbital acceleration technology, how about this thing?"

She pointed to the file name on the projection screen and introduced it to General Ross beside her.

However, Miss Stark obviously overestimated the comprehension ability and IQ of the group of military elders present.

Even General Ross beside her was staring blankly at what was on the screen, his face a little dull.

He is just a rough man who knows how to fight, how could he understand the existence of those high technologies?

"So, before you sell, can you explain it to us?"

"Probably the electromagnetic orbital acceleration technology, which is the basis of the electromagnetic railgun."

"But at present, there is no large enough energy supply, so let's forget it."

In a few words, she immediately rejected the electromagnetic railgun project because it was too far-fetched.

Before she mastered the arc reactor of the ark, she didn't plan to bring out this extremely technical technology.

"As for the circumstellar orbit space strike technology, it is the basis of the space-based ground strike system..."

"I see that even if you can make an orbital space station, you don't have the money to buy my technology, so NO."

She looked at the US Department of Defense mission present, and blinked with a smile, but easily rejected what she recommended.

"Maybe these too violent things are not suitable for you, maybe I can change to a new toy."

Soon, an automatic rifle that looked similar to the M16 appeared on the screen, but it was completely different from the M16 in terms of details.

"Rail-rail modular automatic rifle, perfect for the combined technology you guys use on the battlefield."

Looking at the automatic rifle that appeared in the projection, General Ross did not speak, but communicated with the staff officers who came with him.

About half a minute passed quickly, and Miss Stark didn't interrupt them, but just looked at them with a smile.

"As far as I know, our army already has such weapons project experiments?"

"Yeah, but your project flew off because the craft wasn't up to scratch, but I finished it."

Strictly speaking, the advent of a new weapon takes a long time to test.

From project approval, manufacturing, completion, testing, small-scale assembly to large-scale assembly.

Miss Stark's weapon technology is very novel, but it has not undergone those professional and systematic tests.

So—as the leader of the Ministry of Defense and the leader of this meeting, will General Ross pay the bill?

Of course, large-scale orders will not be placed, and General Ross finally gave his own answer.

Relying on the guarantee of Papa Howard's excellent contacts and personal charm, General Ross decided to give him his trust.

Place an order first and try it out. If it works, you will naturally place more orders for weapons.

But if it's not ideal, you'll get your money back -- yes, you'll get your money back, and the weapons won't be returned.

After the military leadership left, the board of directors of the group called Miss Stark and held a conspiracy meeting.

"Miss, isn't the price you set a bit too expensive?"

"Is this still expensive? The technical value contained in the weapon itself is already estimated at seven thousand dollars."

After hearing the words of the director beside her, Miss Stark shook her head helplessly, expressing that she was helpless.

Because it is a small-scale purchase, she can't give too much subsidy in terms of price.

But before General Ross left, Ms. Stark also gave that if a large-scale order is made, she can consider reducing the price.

However...how much it will drop is up to Miss Stark herself, and she will not give the board of directors a chance.

"Of course, if you plan to use another settlement method, I have a good idea."

"For example, the weapons themselves are provided for free, but the modular equipment they need has to be paid for."

"Again, the game of charging for free accessories of weapons seems to be quite interesting?"

"In short, the rail modular rifle is a good thing, and they can't be tempted."

"After each rifle is sold, I want a 30.00% commission, which will be used for the next research project, and the next project will cost more money."

Seeing the discolored faces of the surrounding directors, Miss Stark quickly added another sentence, so as to make their faces look better.