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Chapter 59 Oh, the nominal president?

Betty heard that Martin's assets had reached 20 billion, and she hugged him and kissed him passionately.

Then he said with anticipation: "Honey, let's build an experimental building!"

Martin: "..."

The three-story small laboratory building is enough, and even two large rooms on the first floor have been converted into storage rooms and garages. Betty was just joking.

In other words, this is just her future expectation.

Martin was very happy to regain control of the account, but he couldn't help feeling sad when he saw the empty account balance after logging in.

A billionaire with no money will believe what he tells.

The assets are all in the shares of "Stan Industries", and Stan Industries has not officially started operations, and it is still early to pay dividends.

"I heard that the old bald man has left the barracks and has become active again."

Martin is very concerned about Obadiah now, and he has no choice but to rely on him to make money.As for the rights and wrongs of selling arms, it doesn't matter, as long as it is legal.

Martin can be the shopkeeper, but General Ross can't ignore it.

He saved Obadiah, and secretly prepared to establish the Stan Industries Group. In case of "arms smuggling" in this company, although it seems to have nothing to do with him, the general, he cannot explain it to the White House.

Now Colonel Roddy has become the military's liaison officer in Stan Industrial Group, and this liaison officer is a real official who can supervise all the company's R&D and production projects.

This company was the original Stark Industries Weapons Department, and he was also in charge of liaison.

Obadiah was very helpless about this. All projects must not only be approved by Colonel Roddy, but also approved by the top management of the company.

At this time, he came to the "BBM Lab" with a new project, and asked President Jin for approval with a smile on his face.

Martin, who was executive power for the first time, was a little dazed, frowning as he looked at the layers of files opened on the tablet.

"Ask you something, have you returned to Stark headquarters?"

Martin suddenly thought of something.

The smile on Obadiah's face froze: "Not yet, I have been banned from entering there, and I plan to formally request Stark Industries to divest all assets of the original weapons department before the company goes public, and then I will go back Once, take away the items and materials in the Weapons Department and my office."

Martin nodded: "I must sign these documents?"

Obadiah nodded awkwardly: "Colonel Roddy said that the procedures must be strictly followed. It is said that General Ross also meant that even if you are the nominal president, you must sign."

Martin glanced at him.

Heh, the nominal president?

Old bald head, you've grown bloated lately.

He looked down at the documents again.

"Most of the original projects can continue, and some low-end ones, especially those that are not very profitable, can be reduced, and new projects can be singled out."

Martin threw the tablet on the coffee table: "Come back after you've tidied up."

After speaking, he made a gesture to get up.

Obadiah quickly said: "Wait! There are labels here, so you can classify them directly."

The old bald man compromised slightly, obediently clicked on the file manager a few times.

Martin looked at the classified categories, picked up the stylus and directly signed the old project documents. Some firearms projects were directly crossed out, and some were written "suspended".

Obadiah's eyelids twitched.

However, Martin directly signed the important missile and high-tech weapons projects.

There are only three new items.

Martin glanced at them, they were all research and development projects.

Among them, two small projects with a budget of less than 50 yuan were directly signed.

"Remote control robot?"

"Budget 5000?"

Martin snorted: "Is such a big man used to scare children? Deny!"

The old bald man was anxious: "Wait! This is the most important project! It is also the project that the military is most concerned about! The White House will also ask! You can't easily veto it!"

Martin said lightly: "I can!"

Obadiah took a deep breath, touched his bald head hard, looked at Martin and said, "Jin...President, I have been running back and forth these days to coordinate this project. The reason why Fang attaches great importance to this is that I have paid a lot for this, and the personnel and materials are ready, but you don't agree, which makes me unable to understand."

"Then try to understand."

Martin looked as if to see off the guests.

The old bald man gritted his teeth, but had no choice but to get up: "I will go to General Ross, there is no need for Stan Industries without a robot project."

Martin smiled faintly and said nothing.

After the old bald man left, Betty looked upstairs and walked down: "Honey, what's the matter? I heard that Mr. Stein seemed very angry."

"That's right, but you have to hold back your anger."

Martin shook his head: "Some people always can't recognize themselves, thinking that the company uses his surname, that the company was founded by him, and he can do whatever he wants.

That playboy Stark can kick him out, and he's just the kind of villain who gets beat up. "

Betty didn't take it seriously at first, but when she heard the word "villain", she was a little alarmed: "He won't build his own armor anymore, right?"

Martin smiled: "With Colonel Roddy watching, that black buddy was always deceived by Stark before, and he has learned a lot."

The old bald head was sent away, and the two continued to experiment with the plan.

Betty passed the "intensive period" steadily. In order not to continue to increase the "head circumference", she either exercised or practiced experimental techniques in the next few days, so that her cooking skills are better than Martin's.

Betty's subsequent strengthening plans will be temporarily shelved.

Next is Martin's third enhancement.

Get ready for the road.

A morning after recuperating.

Inject F2 serum.

But the problems faced after injection are more embarrassing.

The fitness equipment that cost a lot of money to modify was only used for one day, and the next day I felt that it could not achieve the effect of exercise.

Martin has been able to lift fifteen tons with ease, and his maximum strength should be close to thirty tons.

He had no choice but to learn from Betty and began to practice speed and agility.

Fortunately, I was well prepared and had sufficient equipment, such as high jump, long jump, rope skipping, archery, throwing knives, dancing knives, guns, and even practiced driving a speeding car with a big jeep from S.H.I.E.L.D.

In the evening, Martin picked up his professional skills again—apparatus maintenance.

Several vacant machines in the laboratory were dismantled and reinstalled by him. After the maintenance, the data was connected to the intranet server to facilitate unified information management in the future.

After a busy day, Martin lay on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, this day was not wasted."

Betty was lying in Martin's arms: "According to your previous two experiences, tomorrow is the last day of the best strengthening period. I think it's still a waste to find a way to train your body. It's too wasteful to only train your technical skills."

Martin thought of Stark inexplicably, nodded and said, "Let's find a training partner tomorrow, the equipment won't work."

Early the next morning, while the two were having breakfast, Stark's video invitation came.

Martin shouted "accepted" in the dining room, and the image of Stark in a bathrobe appeared on the LCD screen on the wall.

"Oh! You guys are eating breakfast. Well, I have to catch up on sleep. To make a long story short, I heard that Obadiah has been crazily contacting various old relationships these two days, because you didn't agree with his robot project?"

As soon as Martin nodded, he heard Stark continue:

"Good job! Dude! That guy is old. He only understands marketing, PR, and making money. He doesn't understand technology at all. The remote control robot sounds good, but it is easy to be controlled by hackers, or even by the enemy. Direct remote control self-detonation, at least it is easy for Jarvis to do it."

Martin frowned, and turned his head sideways: "Get out of the way, no, turn to the left, oh! What did I see, your Mark 4? No, it's not like your Mark series, a big mech... "

wait, this is...

Anti-Hulk armor?
What is this!
(End of this chapter)