Rise of an Empire

"Tony, this is the internal board of directors of Stark Group. You are not allowed to bring outsiders to participate."

In the conference room, a group of gray-haired old men looked at Tony Stark sitting in the main seat and Phoenix next to him, and quickly began to scold them.

That old boy Howard was not a good person when he was alive, and his style of doing things was not much better than that of the Duke.

It's just that his reputation and authority are so great that even if others have opinions, they only dare to keep it in their stomachs.

Well now, that old guy actually died in a car accident. If his colleagues who have been suppressed by him for decades don't take this opportunity to fight back, wouldn't it be that they have been in vain for so many years?

Of course, everyone is not really planning to kill everyone. They are just asking that young boy to hand over the position of chairman of the board of directors. This request is very reasonable, right?

We can't let an 18-year-old kid control the Stark Group.

"Why, you have a problem with me?" Phoenix frowned and glanced at everyone.

"Ms. Wetting, this is an internal meeting of the Stark Group. Your presence here is completely inappropriate." Although Phoenix glared at her with chills in her heart, thinking of the huge benefits, a group of old immortals still said bravely. .

After all, they are all elites who have climbed out of the ups and downs of the business world. It is absolutely impossible for Phoenix to make them surrender with just a little mental coercion.

Unless she increases the output of her mental power, but then her strength will be exposed in front of Tony.

Phoenix has kept Conrad's teachings in mind, and her other abilities can be exposed without any problem, but the issue of mental control must not be exposed.

Unless she wants to be a loner for the rest of her life, this ability will have to be concealed until death.

"I am Tony Stark's fiancée, what's the problem with sitting here?" Phoenix wrote down the old bastard who spoke, and then said slowly and slowly with a straight face.

I remember you. Just wait for bad luck tonight.

"Miss Wetting, don't tell me that you are just Tony Stark's fiancée. Even if you two are really married, you will not be able to participate in this internal board meeting."

The old guy stiffened his neck and resisted.

This time they had made up their minds to let Tony give up the position of chairman of the board of directors. Facing one enemy or two enemies would be twice as difficult.

So no matter what, he couldn't let outsiders disrupt the situation.

"You are very good." Phoenix gritted her teeth. She has grown so big, but no one dares to talk to her like this.

"Faith, let me solve it myself." Tony saw Phoenix's angry look, his heart moved, and he gently pulled her and said.

Although sometimes I feel that Phoenix's temper is too irritable, I have to say that apart from her parents, she is the only one in the world who treats herself sincerely.

"Can you do that?" Phoenix turned around and dealt a critical blow to Tony with just one sentence.

"I can definitely do it." Tony was a little depressed, returning the emotion he just felt.

In your mind, am I just a loser?

"bang"

Before the conversation between the young couple ended, they heard a loud noise, and the alloy door was kicked open.

Stark Group is famous for its arms manufacturing. The walls of the conference room are also made of its own new materials. They can defend against small orbital missiles and isolate all kinds of electromagnetic radiation. It can definitely be called a solid fortress.

But now, the door of the conference room, which was said to be hit by a rocket with a white mark at most, creaked and made a fragile scream. Not only was it kicked open, but even the bite chain on the edge was broken.

Phoenix quickly stood in front of Tony. Even if she wanted to destroy this conference room, it would be difficult. The visitor could actually kick the door open. In terms of strength alone, he was far stronger than herself.

A light red metal boot slowly stepped in from outside the door. A slender and delicate snow-white thigh grew from the top of the boot.

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