Light Knight: People in Marvel, love to make friends

Li Ming, who was used to being called Fang Li, the Chinese name of his family friend's sister since childhood, really didn't expect this when he first awakened the memory of his previous life.

Until now, after seeing the content of the resume, it suddenly aroused a vague memory.

However, he also checked, and there was no trace of mutants in this world at all.

This name is mostly just a coincidence.

Thoughts ran through his mind once, although Li Ming was a little surprised, he stopped thinking about it and put his thoughts back.

On the other hand, Fang Li, who was on the opposite side, noticed the brief change in his expression, and couldn't help asking with concern: "What's wrong with you? You don't look very good?"

"Cough! Nothing!"

Li Ming raised his head and smiled brightly: "It's just that I was shocked by your brilliant resume."

"Hmph! Do you know how powerful my sister is!" Fang Li's face was full of arrogance.

"Tell me a few words and you're still out of breath!"

Li Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he straightened his expression and asked again: "However, based on your conditions, you can obviously have better development space, why would you want to come to me?"

"Of course, I welcome you with my hands up!" Li Ming emphasized hastily: "I just care about you!"

"You have a little conscience! Sister, I didn't love you in vain!"

Fang Lixu pointed at Li Ming a few times, and said indifferently: "Actually, the last job was quite good, as you said, there is indeed a lot of room for development..."

"Then you?" Li Ming opened his mouth tentatively, wondering if he could help if something disgusting happened.

"Look at you!" Fang Li rolled her eyes: "Don't worry, there are no unspoken rules, no workplace bullying, and no discrimination. It's just that I'm simply tired of doing it!"

"I just wanted to find something to do with a sense of accomplishment, and then I resigned. I wanted to get an investment from my grandfather to try to start my own business, but I heard news from you..."

"I have read all the information about your [nerve-connected extremity technology]. This is a project with great potential, not to mention that your kid has also attracted investment from the famous Tony Stark. I believe it is well-operated. It must have a bright future, sister, I am here to defect to you!"

Fang Li smiled sweetly, Li Ming panicked for a while with her probing eyes, and said quickly: "Okay! I see, the new company will be handed over to you!"

Li Ming raised his hand: "But let me say it first. Except for me, the other three shareholders will not participate in the company's operations... In fact, I can only rely on you. If you really take this burden, the next But some are busy!"

"Cut! What a big deal!" Fang Li shook her head indifferently: "I'm afraid I'll be doing nothing all day long!"

That's all the talking, the other party is both capable and a family friend who I know and have a deep relationship with, she is indeed a suitable candidate, and Li Ming will naturally not hesitate any longer.

"Okay then, welcome to join!"

He immediately stretched out his hand to Fang Li, watching his hand, Fang Li raised his mouth slightly, held his hand, and shook it slightly.

"Happy cooperation!"

……

After confirming the main manager of the company, Li Ming can finally leave all the chores to Fang Li.

The next day, a small meeting of shareholders was called, and Fang Li met Peter and Dr. Otto's other two shareholders, and gave Fang Li the contact information of Miss Potts.

As for a busy person like Tony, he doesn't care about the start-up capital invested in the company and the small symbolic shares he occupies, so it is naturally impossible to attend.

After discussing the trivial matters and clearly dividing the proportion of each company's shares, when it was time to prepare to register the company, everyone suddenly realized something...

What should their company be called?

Several people chattered and thought of a few names temporarily, but they always felt that they were almost meaningless.

Even if Li Ming holds the largest stake, this is not a family business after all, and it is not suitable to be named by a surname.

After thinking about it again, Fang Li suggested, "How about calling it [Gospel]? Our company uses [Nerves Connecting Extremities] to help disabled patients regain their lives. Isn't this bringing them the Gospel?"

"I think it's not bad, it just fits our original vision of developing this technology!" Dr. Otto praised with bright eyes.

Peter also nodded with bright eyes.

"The doctor said so, this name is really good, then let it be!"

Li Ming made the decision directly.

Next, Li Ming holds 51% of the shares, Dr. Otto holds 35% of the shares, Tony Stark holds a symbolic 10% of the shares, and Peter Parker holds 4% of the shares.

Of course, this ratio is just the beginning. After the company develops, most of the shares will be diluted or increased. Strictly speaking, this is just a temporary profit distribution ratio.

As for the next series of miscellaneous matters such as recruiting troops, renting office space, building a laboratory, etc., Li Ming felt a headache looking at them, and directly dumped them all on Fang Li.

Fortunately, with the capital injection from Li's company and the support of resources from Tony Stark, there is no shortage of conditions in all aspects. It is not too difficult for Fang Li to set up the company's airs.

As Jefferson was about to be discharged from the hospital, Li Ming and the others came to check his physical data in advance, and returned to the laboratory to tailor a most suitable prosthesis for him.

After a few days of leisure, Li Ming had to devote himself to working during the day, patrolling at night, and having to work overtime and write code after returning home.

……

They were thriving on one side, while Norman Osborn was not so comfortable on the other.

In the past few days, the public opinion environment has become worse and worse. As the mayor, his approval rating has dropped again and again, and the stock price of the Osborne Group has also plummeted all the way to the limit.

The scarlet number and the arrow pointing straight down are exactly inversely proportional to the surge of his blood pressure...

Even now, when he sees anything related to red, his blood pressure will rise unconsciously, and his anger will surge up!

Moreover, the huge losses so far have been so huge that the shareholders have begun to let go of their previous camp tendencies and put pressure on him together.

After all, someone has to be responsible for the money they lost, right?

In addition to internal conflicts, inquiries from several official organizations also made him very anxious.

S.H.I.E.L.D., which forcibly confiscated [Devil's Breath] and Canary equipment from him before, is the one that puts the most pressure on it!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

In the office, Norman Osborn was extremely angry, but suddenly suppressed his anger, pressed the call button and called the executives of the public relations department.

Not long after, several people arrived in a hurry.

He looked gloomy at the executives of the public relations department in front of him, and his voice was as low as a beast growling: "Have you found out who did it?"

Several people looked at each other, and finally bit the bullet and said: "The other party did not leave many traces, and we also invited a top hacker team to search together, but the other party said that this is no longer what hackers can do..."

"The only company in the world with such strong information technology that has friction with us is... Stark Industries!"

"Stark Industries?"

Norman nodded, his expression suddenly grim: "I don't care who the other side is, even if it's Stark Industries, you have to suppress the wind of public opinion! Get out!"

Several people hurriedly left the office, only Norman was left panting heavily, and suddenly let out a strange low laugh.

"Stark Industries...you want my life, so let's die together!"