Reading settings
american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0092_part_02
Chapter 138
chapter 0092 part 2
Tony Stark scanned the surroundings, seemingly looking at everyone through the Reporters' cameras.
"My Family/Clan, including myself, has provided a lot of support to the Federation in weapons research over the years." "I always thought this was right. My original intention in manufacturing these weapons was to protect this world. Later, I discovered that the weapons manufactured by Stark Industries were pushing this world towards borderlessness. So, I plan to shut down Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing department. From now on, Stark Industries will withdraw from the arms market!"
After saying what he wanted to say, Tony Stark turned and left, surrounded by several black-suited Bodyguards.
The scene was left in an uproar.
"Mr. Stark, why did you choose to close the weapons manufacturing department? Is it related to this attack?"
"Mr. Stark, without the weapons manufacturing department, how will you ensure Stark Industries' profitability? How will you be responsible to the shareholders..."
"Mr. Stark..."
"Tony, what are you doing? You'll ruin Stark Industries!"
Obadiah tried to stop Tony, but Agent Phil Coulson, disguised as a Bodyguard, blocked him in front of Tony Stark.
"No, Uncle Stane, I'm going to save Stark Industries!"
Tony Stark gave Obadiah a faint gaze and left directly, surrounded by the Bodyguards, leaving Obadiah waving his hands and desperately trying to explain his crazy behavior to the frantic Reporters.
...
"To Stark!"
At Tang Manor, Boss Tang, who had been waiting for this press conference, put down his knife and fork, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and raised it towards Tony on the television, who had just announced the dissolution of Stark's weapons manufacturing department.
Boss Tang admired righteous people who had justice, ideals, and dared to make decisions.
"Lane, tell our traders to act quickly!"
...
Tony Stark owned many villas.
Besides the most famous one, the City of Freedom, the seaside villa in West Los Angeles.
In New York alone, Tony Stark owned four villas.
The villa Tang Song visited was the closest one to Stark Industries.
Boss Tang's Rolls-Royce had just stopped at the villa's entrance when a blonde beauty had already been waiting there for a long time.
The blonde beauty wore a professional blouse, with a white shirt that seemed about to burst and a black skirt below, revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs in black stockings.
Lane opened the car door for Tang Song and took a wooden box containing alcohol from the trunk, handing it to Tang Song.
The blonde female secretary came forward.
"Hello, Mr. Tang, welcome. Mr. Stark has been waiting for a long time. I apologize, he is unwell and cannot come out to greet you!"
Tang Song looked at the familiar exquisite face before him and subconsciously rubbed his cane.
"You are?"
"Hello, Mr. Tang, I am Mr. Stark's personal secretary, Natalie Rushman. It's a pleasure to serve you!"
The blonde beauty smiled, like a qualified personal secretary, and walked ahead to lead the way for Tang Song.
She walked ahead, swaying, clearly feeling the burning gaze behind her.
Natasha Romanoff was used to this kind of gaze. As a top Agent, seduction was just one of the required courses.
She had eliminated no less than ten targets just in bed.
Having met all kinds of men, she was long immune to gazes that seemed to want to devour her alive.
However, this time she misunderstood.
The reason Tang Song was observing the secretary before him was because he was genuinely curious about the famous Black Widow.
Curious about her appearance, figure, and age.
As one of the Avengers Superheroes, Black Widow and Hawkeye's position had always been awkward. They lacked Captain America's leadership ability, their combat power wasn't enough, and in major battles, they could only clear out minor enemies.
They were more like two nails S.H.I.E.L.D. had driven into the Avengers.
They were truly S.H.I.E.L.D.'s own people.
However, in Avengers 4, Black Widow truly amazed everyone.
In the comics, Black Widow's age was set to be from the same era as Captain America, only maintaining her youth by injecting a certain enhanced serum.
Looking at the swaying peach-shaped buttocks in front of him, Tang Song began to guess her age.
...
"Welcome, Tang, make yourself at home!"
In the villa with a strong high-tech feel, Tang Song met the owner of the villa, the famous Tony Stark.
This was also the first time Tang Song had seen Tony Stark in person.
The state of the Iron Man before him wasn't very good. His face was haggard, he had an IV drip in his arm, and he was listlessly controlling a mechanical arm to solder a circuit board.
Seeing the secretary bring Tang Song in, Tony Stark just raised his head:
"Natalie, mix Mr. Tang a drink. Sorry, I still have some work to finish!"
Boss Tang naturally didn't stand on ceremony. He casually handed the gift box of alcohol in his hand to Black Widow nearby and didn't sit down, instead leisurely touring Tony Stark's Living Room and workspace.
As a technology enthusiast, Tony's villa decoration style had a strong high-tech feel.
Smart appliances were everywhere, along with hidden and semi-hidden mechanical arms.
Even the television screen was a virtual projection.
"Sir, your drink!"
It wasn't Black Widow who brought the drink, but a mechanical arm, accompanied by an old Butler-like voice.
A mechanical arm held a glass of wine and offered it to Tang Song.
"Thank you!" Tang Song took the glass and replied politely.
"You don't seem curious at all!" By this time, Tony Stark had finished his work, washed his hands, and walked over to Tang Song.
Tang Song took a sip of the wine: "Good wine!"
After praising it, Tang Song glanced at Stark: "Curious? Are you referring to Artificial Intelligence (AI)?"
Tony Stark seemed a bit unconvinced: "Artificial Intelligence (AI) is a great breakthrough in technology, converting computer programs into true life. Isn't that a real miracle!"
Tang Song smiled: "With the future development of technology, Artificial Intelligence (AI) will be a major trend.
Especially as humanity turns its gaze towards space, they will often be needed to replace humans in many matters. You are a genius, perhaps decades ahead of the world, but outside of Earth, you might just be starting out, who knows!"
Tony Stark looked at Tang Song, his eyes shining with surprise: "I can't believe someone from the Underworld would have such insight and vision..."
Tang Song picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp: "So, in your impression, what is someone from an underground Organization like? Full of foul language, drug use, prostitution..."
"Mr. Stark, that's just origin. No one can choose their origin, but one can choose their life..."
"I'm sorry!" Tony Stark realized the rudeness in his words and, uncharacteristically, apologized.
This was something that would have been impossible before he went to Afghanistan.
The trip to Afghanistan had changed this rich second generation significantly.
Of course, his problem of being foul-mouthed seemed to be as always, and it caused him a lot of trouble later.
"It's nothing. My past has never been afraid of being investigated!" Tang Song shrugged: "I'm curious about the purpose of Mr. Stark's invitation?"
"Mr. Tang recently purchased quite a few shares of Stark Industries on the secondary market?"
(End of chapter)
Tony Stark scanned the surroundings, seemingly looking at everyone through the Reporters' cameras.
"My Family/Clan, including myself, has provided a lot of support to the Federation in weapons research over the years." "I always thought this was right. My original intention in manufacturing these weapons was to protect this world. Later, I discovered that the weapons manufactured by Stark Industries were pushing this world towards borderlessness. So, I plan to shut down Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing department. From now on, Stark Industries will withdraw from the arms market!"
After saying what he wanted to say, Tony Stark turned and left, surrounded by several black-suited Bodyguards.
The scene was left in an uproar.
"Mr. Stark, why did you choose to close the weapons manufacturing department? Is it related to this attack?"
"Mr. Stark, without the weapons manufacturing department, how will you ensure Stark Industries' profitability? How will you be responsible to the shareholders..."
"Mr. Stark..."
"Tony, what are you doing? You'll ruin Stark Industries!"
Obadiah tried to stop Tony, but Agent Phil Coulson, disguised as a Bodyguard, blocked him in front of Tony Stark.
"No, Uncle Stane, I'm going to save Stark Industries!"
Tony Stark gave Obadiah a faint gaze and left directly, surrounded by the Bodyguards, leaving Obadiah waving his hands and desperately trying to explain his crazy behavior to the frantic Reporters.
...
"To Stark!"
At Tang Manor, Boss Tang, who had been waiting for this press conference, put down his knife and fork, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and raised it towards Tony on the television, who had just announced the dissolution of Stark's weapons manufacturing department.
Boss Tang admired righteous people who had justice, ideals, and dared to make decisions.
"Lane, tell our traders to act quickly!"
...
Tony Stark owned many villas.
Besides the most famous one, the City of Freedom, the seaside villa in West Los Angeles.
In New York alone, Tony Stark owned four villas.
The villa Tang Song visited was the closest one to Stark Industries.
Boss Tang's Rolls-Royce had just stopped at the villa's entrance when a blonde beauty had already been waiting there for a long time.
The blonde beauty wore a professional blouse, with a white shirt that seemed about to burst and a black skirt below, revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs in black stockings.
Lane opened the car door for Tang Song and took a wooden box containing alcohol from the trunk, handing it to Tang Song.
The blonde female secretary came forward.
"Hello, Mr. Tang, welcome. Mr. Stark has been waiting for a long time. I apologize, he is unwell and cannot come out to greet you!"
Tang Song looked at the familiar exquisite face before him and subconsciously rubbed his cane.
"You are?"
"Hello, Mr. Tang, I am Mr. Stark's personal secretary, Natalie Rushman. It's a pleasure to serve you!"
The blonde beauty smiled, like a qualified personal secretary, and walked ahead to lead the way for Tang Song.
She walked ahead, swaying, clearly feeling the burning gaze behind her.
Natasha Romanoff was used to this kind of gaze. As a top Agent, seduction was just one of the required courses.
She had eliminated no less than ten targets just in bed.
Having met all kinds of men, she was long immune to gazes that seemed to want to devour her alive.
However, this time she misunderstood.
The reason Tang Song was observing the secretary before him was because he was genuinely curious about the famous Black Widow.
Curious about her appearance, figure, and age.
As one of the Avengers Superheroes, Black Widow and Hawkeye's position had always been awkward. They lacked Captain America's leadership ability, their combat power wasn't enough, and in major battles, they could only clear out minor enemies.
They were more like two nails S.H.I.E.L.D. had driven into the Avengers.
They were truly S.H.I.E.L.D.'s own people.
However, in Avengers 4, Black Widow truly amazed everyone.
In the comics, Black Widow's age was set to be from the same era as Captain America, only maintaining her youth by injecting a certain enhanced serum.
Looking at the swaying peach-shaped buttocks in front of him, Tang Song began to guess her age.
...
"Welcome, Tang, make yourself at home!"
In the villa with a strong high-tech feel, Tang Song met the owner of the villa, the famous Tony Stark.
This was also the first time Tang Song had seen Tony Stark in person.
The state of the Iron Man before him wasn't very good. His face was haggard, he had an IV drip in his arm, and he was listlessly controlling a mechanical arm to solder a circuit board.
Seeing the secretary bring Tang Song in, Tony Stark just raised his head:
"Natalie, mix Mr. Tang a drink. Sorry, I still have some work to finish!"
Boss Tang naturally didn't stand on ceremony. He casually handed the gift box of alcohol in his hand to Black Widow nearby and didn't sit down, instead leisurely touring Tony Stark's Living Room and workspace.
As a technology enthusiast, Tony's villa decoration style had a strong high-tech feel.
Smart appliances were everywhere, along with hidden and semi-hidden mechanical arms.
Even the television screen was a virtual projection.
"Sir, your drink!"
It wasn't Black Widow who brought the drink, but a mechanical arm, accompanied by an old Butler-like voice.
A mechanical arm held a glass of wine and offered it to Tang Song.
"Thank you!" Tang Song took the glass and replied politely.
"You don't seem curious at all!" By this time, Tony Stark had finished his work, washed his hands, and walked over to Tang Song.
Tang Song took a sip of the wine: "Good wine!"
After praising it, Tang Song glanced at Stark: "Curious? Are you referring to Artificial Intelligence (AI)?"
Tony Stark seemed a bit unconvinced: "Artificial Intelligence (AI) is a great breakthrough in technology, converting computer programs into true life. Isn't that a real miracle!"
Tang Song smiled: "With the future development of technology, Artificial Intelligence (AI) will be a major trend.
Especially as humanity turns its gaze towards space, they will often be needed to replace humans in many matters. You are a genius, perhaps decades ahead of the world, but outside of Earth, you might just be starting out, who knows!"
Tony Stark looked at Tang Song, his eyes shining with surprise: "I can't believe someone from the Underworld would have such insight and vision..."
Tang Song picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp: "So, in your impression, what is someone from an underground Organization like? Full of foul language, drug use, prostitution..."
"Mr. Stark, that's just origin. No one can choose their origin, but one can choose their life..."
"I'm sorry!" Tony Stark realized the rudeness in his words and, uncharacteristically, apologized.
This was something that would have been impossible before he went to Afghanistan.
The trip to Afghanistan had changed this rich second generation significantly.
Of course, his problem of being foul-mouthed seemed to be as always, and it caused him a lot of trouble later.
"It's nothing. My past has never been afraid of being investigated!" Tang Song shrugged: "I'm curious about the purpose of Mr. Stark's invitation?"
"Mr. Tang recently purchased quite a few shares of Stark Industries on the secondary market?"
(End of chapter)
