"Before we start, can everyone please sit down so that you can see me and not be so tired?"
Tony walked to the front of the podium and sat down, making Obadai, who was next to him, feel a little awkward. He had no choice but to sit down as well.
The reporters saw that Tony was not as arrogant and despotic as before and could not help but sit down to hear what Tony had to say.
"I didn't say goodbye to my father before he died. I wasn't by his side. If I was, I would like to ask him what he thought of the arms business. I want to see if he had wavered, struggled, or was really like the iron man that the media said."
Tony's voice was a little low, which made the reporters a little uncomfortable. The atmosphere at the scene was also a little heavy.
"I saw young American soldiers die under the weapons I invented to protect them. I saw myself becoming an irresponsible part of this world."
Tony stopped when he said that. Tony, who was well-versed in the art of press release, deliberately left the question blank for the reporters below. The reporters below were also very professional. They raised their hands to show that they wanted to answer the question.
"You tell me!"
Tony looked at the young man at the front and said.
"What happened there?"
the young reporter asked.
"Something terrible happened there!”
Tony did not want to say much about this question.
"Then how did you escape?”
another reporter asked.
"This was a thrilling journey. I want to thank a good friend and a kid!”
Tony said vaguely. Then, before anyone could ask, he said directly,
" In short, I'm awake. I understand that I can do more for this world than just exploding. So, as the largest shareholder and CEO of Stark Industries, I announce that I will close the Stark Industries Weapons Department from now on until the day the company finds a development direction that I am satisfied with.。。。。。。。”
Tony's voice had just fallen when the entire scene was in chaos. This was a huge matter. Stark Industries, a behemoth that sold weapons as its core pillar, actually wanted to close down its weapons department. What kind of big news was this?
Obadai, who was next to Tony, was obviously scared out of his wits. He quickly squeezed out a smile and asked Pepper to take Tony away.
"Today's theme is Tony's return. He's very healthy. As for what happened just now, we'll discuss it again at the shareholders 'meeting.。。。。。。”
Obadai was trying his best, but his voice was completely drowned out by the chaos. Roddy's expression was also very ugly. Tony, who was arranged by the military, would definitely be scolded by the higher-ups.
Carl turned off the TV after a casual look. However, as soon as he turned it off, Carl's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Stark, so he picked it up curiously.
"Little Carl, I'll get a plane to pick you up tomorrow. I'm going to do something big here and I need you to join me!”
Stark's energetic voice was heard. Apparently, he had recovered well after returning to America.
"I just watched your press conference. Do you know how much your company's stock will fall tomorrow?”
Carl said casually.
"At least 40 points, but that's not a problem. You know what's on my chest. You're a smart kid. You should understand that Stark Industries 'involvement in the energy field will only be better than before!”
Tony said nonchalantly.
In Tony's mind, the other shareholders had to join forces to kick him out, but his uncle, Obadai Stan, was the second largest shareholder and absolutely supported him.
As long as Tony and Obadai joined forces, he would have absolute leadership in Stark Industries, so he was not panicking at all, even though the military and other shareholders were already very dissatisfied.
"I can't do it tomorrow. How about the day after tomorrow?"
Carl was about to agree, but his closed eyes sensed the situation at the villa's entrance, so he stood up and said gently.
"What's wrong with a little brat like you? Isn't it just going to school? I'm the board member of Central City High School. I can help you settle it!”
Stark said unhappily.
"No, I have a date with a beauty. Let's not talk about it!”
Carl said absent-mindedly and hung up the phone. Then he opened the door of the villa and walked towards the gate of the villa, ignoring the heavy rain outside.
"F * ck, what an unlovable brat. It seems that we can only go and find Roddy first. The three of us are completely fine. This time, I will not let any military, company, or government people interfere! This thing might be able to do some good things in my hands!”
In the basement, Tony hung up the phone unhappily and muttered.
He no longer trusted the company and the government. His weapons had appeared in the hands of the terrorists, and in large quantities.
This meant that either the military or the company had a problem. Only the military and the company had his Jellico missiles.
However, Stark was the CEO. He had never signed a sales agreement with those terrorists, so he concluded that the problem came from the military.
Tony felt that the military might fund the terrorists with the Jellyfish missiles that Stark Industries sold to the military. This would make the Middle East even more chaotic. The United States would find an opportunity to clean up the mess and make a profit. This was something that the United States often did.
It was just that Tony would never have thought that the real problem lay in his company, and it was his most trusted Obadai.
Outside Carl's villa in New York
Carl was drenched in the rain, but he didn't care at all. He quickly went to the door of the villa and opened it.
A girl who was holding an umbrella, but because the rain was too heavy, her entire body was still wet, stood at the door. She raised her hand with a dumbfounded expression, wanting to press the electronic lock on the door.
"Daisy!"
Carl walked up to the girl. Because the girl was wet, her thin clothes stuck to her body, showing off her curvaceous and perfect figure.
Carl gently reached out his hand to caress the girl's face and called out gently.
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