Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

The security guards did not stop them, and raised the mast to let them in. After the incident, they seemed to be afraid that they would go wrong, and let a young man lead the way.

The huge difference in treatment caused the people from other TV stations to break their defenses on the spot.

"Everyone eats what they say, so why can't we come in?"

"Yes, is the famous Stark Industries engaging in gender discrimination? You must give an explanation."

"We also have access to interviews."

A group of people surrounded the security guard and shouted, but no one turned to look at the van.

The security guard got impatient with the noise, raised his head, and said: "I'm sorry, only people from Stark Newspapers can enter before receiving the order. If you want to interview, you should quickly ask the company to apply for an interview. I am useless."

The crowd looked in his direction, and it was the side of the van, with the words "Stark Newspapers" printed on it.

Those who can get into the role of host are all old foxes, and being shameless is a basic operation.

Everyone turned their heads and collectively chose to ignore it for a moment, and continued to use the words just now to yell at the security guard, trying to make him give up resistance and let himself and others in.

Some people may ask, are they not afraid of being taken over by that playboy who makes such unreasonable troubles, and will be fired for entering the door with his left foot.

Hahahaha, speaking of this, they felt a sense of relief.

Since Stark Industries changed its chairman, its behavior is quite different from before, and it will not buy or fire Dafa at every turn.

Even the level of tolerance towards reporters is relatively high.

After more than a year of trials, they have successfully mastered the skills of jumping on the edge of danger.

But not all good things, the new chairman lives in seclusion, it is difficult to catch big news.

That's why they were so excited when they heard that the antitrust department was in full force.

Could it be that the Federation is planning to attack Stark Industries again?

Will the result be the same as the last prosecution of Lark Stark, which ended hastily?

A group of people were relentless at the door, and the company behind it was not idle. They frantically contacted Stark's news department by email and phone, trying to get the right to interview first.

Then, the answer is only one word:

Wait!

The sun is setting, leaving a string of red clouds in the sky.

Stark Industries employees carried briefcases and walked out of the building in small groups talking and laughing, discussing where to go to have fun at night.

After two hours of passionate output, the reporter who was slumped in his seat suddenly woke up, took the microphone and went straight to the door.

As the saying goes, being rolled to the extreme is victory. A reporter with a good figure gave full play to his advantages and targeted the fat man alone on the edge of the crowd.

This person looks like an otaku at first glance, as long as I squeeze a little bit, with a gentle and charming tone, I will definitely win him easily.

"Hi sir, I'm a reporter from the New York Bulletin. I have two questions and I want to interview you. Do you have time now?"

The first knowledge point is, don't ask if you can interview, to avoid the other party saying "no" and turning around and leaving; if the other party says there is no time, it means that the other party has a desire to answer, and you can follow behind and interview. Junqu Pavilion

The female reporter seemed a little hot when she spoke, and she pulled down her collar with her slender fingers, revealing a majestic career line.

A pair of Kazilan's big eyes stared at the opposite side intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw the otaku's throat move, he knew that the plan had initially succeeded.

"Gudong!"

"There is... there is time."

The otaku blushed and lowered his head, seeming a little shy.

From the reporter's perspective, you can clearly see that he desperately wants to look away, but he can't help but be tempted to stare into the abyss.

Smelly man.

"Sir, do you know how many people from the antitrust department have come? I heard that this is the seventh time they have come."

"gentlemen?"

"...Oh, more than a hundred people are here." The otaku seemed to have woken up from a dream, and after speaking, he continued to lower his head and stare into the abyss.

The reporter didn't care, just thought that he was still a craftsman at the age of 30, and it was normal for him to lose his mind when he was approached by a beautiful woman for the first time.

"This is their seventh visit, isn't it?"

"gentlemen?"

"gentlemen?"

The otaku remained motionless, staring intently into the abyss.

Shet!Damn fat house... The female reporter cursed in her heart, and once again pretended to be hot and shook her collar:

"This is them..."

"Yes, the seventh time."

Before he finished speaking, Fei Zhai blurted out, and continued to lower his head and stare into the abyss after finishing the matter.

"..."

After the appraisal, this is not only a fat house, but also an LSP.

The female reporter calmed down and asked again: "Then do you know that they came to finalize which product projects involve monopoly?"

After copying the fruit phone, Luck continued his efforts and moved tablets, computers, and headphones to the whole family.

Then use Tony's genius head to slightly modify it, and the whole series will be opened up to form an ecological chain.

It's a big fight for the 11-year-old technology circle.

What kind of technology products are called TM products?

silence.

Fei Zhai remained unmoved, lowered his head, and stared into the abyss.

The female reporter clenched the microphone tightly, the veins in her fingers bulging, wishing she could knock the fat house in front of her unconscious with a stick.

Oh my god, what kind of thing did I encounter? Shouldn't Brother Chu be very shy, and just give him some benefits to make him float, and get whatever he wants?

I was wrong, you are not a fat nerd, you are an LSP.

At this point in the interview, the reporter wanted to give up. If she continued to ask further questions, she was afraid that she would be on the news.

However, the photographer patted her on the shoulder and motioned to look around.

People from major newspaper offices are already taking notes and starting to sort out the manuscript.

Shet!

Fake!

Damn fat house!

LSP to die!

The female reporter took a deep breath, turned her body slightly to the left to block the camera, and then stretched out her left hand and slowly approached her chest.

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

The female reporter turned her head suddenly, her eyes were filled with the word cannibalism, and the cameraman smiled awkwardly and looked away.

"Huh...huh... calm down, calm down, as long as you can get first-hand information, it's all worth it."

She closed her eyes, with the will to face death as if she were at home...

"whole series products."

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

The female reporter opened her eyes and looked at the finger that was a centimeter away from her chest, with a puzzled look on her face.

what happened?I haven't paid benefits yet?

what happened? I haven't seen the benefits yet? The photographer looked disappointed.

At this time, Feizhai finally raised his head, with his face as usual and his eyes firm... staring into the abyss.

"Don't stop, keep asking."

How can a picture have a video?

"..."

"Huh...huh... mobile phones, tablets, computers, and earphones are all in the anti-monopoly project?"

"Yes, it's good to breathe a little faster."

"Huh...huh...how are you going to respond?"

"Shaking people, the lawyers of all branches of the Stark Industries Federation are flying over."

"Huh...huh...do you think Stark Industries can win?"

"Are you sure you want to spend your precious opportunity to ask questions on such boring questions?"

"Huh...huh...is it the mysterious time for the plane?"

"Two hours later."

"Huh...huh...I, I can't breathe anymore, so I won't ask any more."

The female reporter hunched over her waist and gasped for air. She opened her collar a little and fanned wildly. A circle of purple was outlined under her white T-shirt.

Don't get me wrong, it's really hot this time.

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

There were two sighs at the same time, and I didn't know what I was regretting.

After paying a huge price and finally getting what she wanted, the female reporter turned and left without looking back.

I secretly decided in my heart that I must write an article criticizing the dead fat house after I go back.

Dirty things are left in a dark room, so don't bring them out to embarrass yourself.

"and many more!"

"What are you doing? Could it be that you are not enough and want my contact information; I'm sorry, the people chasing me line up from Manhattan to Queens, you just wait."

The female reporter turned around and made sarcastic remarks. Today, she thought it was a mistake, so she treated it as a good deed.

Contact information, go dreaming.

"Oh, you misunderstood me beauty."

The dead fat man sighed, took out a business card and handed it over. When she didn't accept it, he had tears in his eyes. He looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and said sadly:

"The world is really unfair. Why do handsome guys stare straight at beautiful women, calling them appreciative and tasteful; while those of us who are stronger and have less hair, whose glasses just pass over beautiful women, are called wretched and hooligans.

Oh, forget it, what's the use of talking so much,

I'm a gynecologist. If you have time, go to the hospital to check your breasts. It's not too late before it's too late. "

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the female reporter to react, he forcefully stuffed the business card in her hand, and strode away.

There was a hint of desolation in the desolate back.

"This……"

The female reporter was stunned for a moment and turned over her business card:

"Frank, the gynecological guru, contact information..."

The business card was written clearly, and coupled with the series of abnormal actions just now, the female reporter couldn't help but become suspicious:

Is there really something wrong with my breasts?

The photographer is a smart person and always finds opportunities to find opportunities: "Oh, don't worry about it. You'll know after you touch it."

He said generously and extended his hand to express his willingness to donate generously.

Snapped!

The female reporter slapped her hands off and gave her a warning look.

And this scene was seen by the otaku hiding in the car across the street, he took out his mobile phone and typed:

"I caught a big fish. It's a reporter. I got the most expensive medicine, 50-50."

"Ding! OK."

He happily put down his cell phone, whistled and started the car.

He is indeed a doctor, responsible for rescuing the little cutie who accidentally fainted during the debate between the two parties.

Those words just now were overheard.

As for why he dared to tell reporters, of course it was because there was no gag order from above and he could just say whatever he wanted.

It was evening, and the female reporter was sitting in the news car, enjoying herself and getting ready to listen to the news.

This is the exclusive news she got at a great price. It will definitely crush other TV stations, and a promotion and salary increase is just around the corner.

"Dear viewers...BBC TV station, the antitrust department is out in force, and more than a hundred employees have entered Stark Industries to debate with the legal department; it is reported that Stark Industries, not to be outdone, has ordered the recall of division lawyers to prepare for and The antitrust department will fight to the end..."

"Crack!"

"Why is this happening? Why does the BBC also know this news?"

The first TV station gave the female reporter a hard punch. The female reporter's face turned white as she grabbed the remote control to switch channels.

"...Fox...more than a hundred employees...branch lawyers...fight to the end..."

"...New York Daily News...one hundred and five employees...led by the famous...Stark Division...fierce..."

"……Washington post……"

"...Central Broadcasting..."

"Bang!"

The remote control fell to the ground, rolled around several times with the mood of a female reporter, and lay down under the cabinet.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupu2015”

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to step forward.

Amidst someone's cries, it was finally New York's turn to report, and it was a wrong sight.

A small newspaper that makes a living by "taking advantage" of hot topics.

Fortunately, the female reporter's color was not sacrificed in vain. It can also be said that the doctor has quite professional ethics:

you get what you pay for.

The Stark branch lawyer arrived in New York two hours later, and only she knew this news.

The merits and demerits offset each other and escaped.

The moon rises and sets, the sky is bright

The Quinjet landed on the roof, and Winston returned to the office.

The first thing he did when he sat down was to call the secretary in and ask about the progress of the legal department.

"Da da da da."

Ash, the beautiful secretary, changed into a brown hip-covering skirt today. It was paired with black stockings under the absolute forbidden area, and the ten toes were decorated with light red nail polish, fully explaining what is sexy.

"Chairman, the situation is a bit unexpected. The people in the anti-monopoly department fought all night and kept changing people. It seems that they are determined to attack the company, and I found that they are talking to other organizations and are also planning to shake people."

Ash placed the file on the desk and briefly explained the general content of the file.

"Oh!"

Winston raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. Curiosity was aroused by her words, and he opened the document and read it carefully.

The document contained the topics of debate between the two sides from yesterday afternoon until two hours ago.

One side presents facts and presents evidence to show that you have formed a monopoly.

The other side also presented facts and evidence to prove that we did not form a monopoly.

For this reason, the definition and relevant regulations on antitrust have been searched over and over.

Winston looked left and right, horizontally and vertically, and got a word from it: money.

Stark Industries is really making too much money.

In 2010, when the whole world was still using silly, black and thick feature phones, a full-screen mobile phone was born.

What is this concept?

It’s like everyone playing a tower pushing game. You just bought straw sandals and went out to find Papa Red. As a result, a big dragon popped up on the screen and was killed, and then a full-level Arthur appeared in front of you.

No gaming experience at all.

Coupled with the serious emphasis on American manga, the place where the ceiling is high is high, and the place where the ceiling is low is very low.

As a result, there were no conditions in the market, and a second smartphone company was born to compete with Stark.

One family dominates.

The combination of the two makes countless people jealous.

Winston thought of putting down the report here, and asked, "Jarvis, has the Haytham investigation report come out yet?"

When Cao Cao arrived, Hailsen called him and he answered the call.

"Haytham, what's the result of the investigation?"

"...Well, the intermediate investigation direction was about livestock, but the problems have been solved. The report will be sent to you now."

There was a trace of embarrassment on Hailsen's steady face. He received news yesterday and thought that some underground force was preparing to attack the boss, so he focused on major organizations.

After an overnight investigation with no results, he focused on the antitrust department and recent events in the technology circle after being reminded by his subordinates.

The results came out very quickly.

Traditional mobile phone and computer manufacturers are about to be squeezed out of bankruptcy by Stark Industries.

Under the crisis of life and death, several giants teamed up with other small factories to put pressure on the major departments of the Federation.

Don't worry about Stark anymore, let's finish the game together.

The federal government was forced to reluctantly comply.

Upon seeing this, several giants took the opportunity to come up with the split bill that had been prepared, and said, there is no need for you to bother, just follow this.

As a result, anti-monopoly departments came out in full force.