Marvel's Speedster

Ross slipping away from the award show was just a trifle. Although the college is a bit embarrassed, it will definitely not affect the cooperation between the two parties. The ranking competition of American universities has always been fierce. As a public university, the State University of New York is known as the "public Ivy League" by the outside world. However, compared with private colleges, it does not have an advantage in terms of finance. Every investment you get, this is the truth. Everyone understands that the so-called largest and most comprehensive state university education system in the United States, the birth of seven Nobel Prize winners, and the birth of several celebrities can only be comforted in private. It can be seen from the latest annual world university rankings - among the top 100 universities in the world, the State University of New York only ranks 53rd. Even in North America, there is Brown University, and the University of Wisconsin is catching up. , the only seedling of Ross finally came out. Definitely can't ignore it at will, on the contrary, it needs to be publicized.

Some good people have counted that in the past two decades, the distribution of the top winners of the Stark Science Award has been extremely uneven. There is only one from the University of California, Berkeley, and three from Harvard University. His alma mater - the world's number one Massachusetts Institute of Technology, the strength of these schools is far above New York. The ding-level award still set off a wave of discussion in New York and even the East Coast.

The wave of fishing boats also caused some trouble for an acquaintance of Ross's.

"Peter - Parker!"

Bugle Daily, a loud roar from the president's office made everyone look up in fright, and in the eyes of everyone "you are dead", Peter, a part-time photojournalist, hurriedly rushed to his boss J. Waiting at Jonah James' desk.

Now that the employment is sluggish, and originally he was only a student, Peter was able to enter this newspaper and get a meager salary all because of his hobby of taking selfies----put on the Spider-man uniform, pose a few modeling, and then you can send the photos to the editors in exchange for colorful banknotes. This is one of Peter’s few incomes. However, after the road disturbance last time, the police regarded him as a dangerous person and wanted him. These days he I have never dared to be as ostentatious as before. This choice is undoubtedly a wise move for Spider-man, but it is a fatal blow for a newsman. He has lost attention, has no fresh topics, and cannot sell newspapers. If there is no promotion or an increase in advertising fees, there is no need for temporary reporter Peter to continue to be employed, so he has been waiting anxiously for many days, guessing when the ruthless capitalists will drive him away.

Maybe it's today, it's now--Peter thought dejectedly, but unexpectedly, there was no sudden storm as imagined. The tyrant boss James leaned on the back of his chair and looked him up and down with a pipe in his mouth. It took a few seconds to speak.

"Mr. Parker, I know that being a media reporter is very hard. I need to struggle every day to find first-hand clues in the streets and alleys. For this reason, I will not hesitate to risk and endure the wind and sun to get a little gain. This kind of hard work is in my life. I have experienced it myself when I was young, so I pay you more than the average salary in the industry, and buy photos from you at a high price. This kind of transaction is very fair, and I have always been satisfied. Now I wonder if I also Satisfy you?"

"Definitely satisfied, definitely satisfied", Peter hurriedly laughed, no matter how much he slandered the other party in his heart, he always wanted to let the boss live on the surface.

"Very good! Then please take a look at this document!" James threw a report to Peter, motioning him to open it and read it.

There are two photos that caught my eye. On the left is Stark’s bald executive with an awkward smile on the podium, and on the right is a photo of Ross’s life. In the photo, he is smiling brightly, almost making Peter want to cover his face .

"The latest week's data shows that the Spider-man who made a big fuss in New York has faded out of fashion, and the trend of fashion has shifted to our young genius Mr. Ross. We need to introduce new topics to meet customer needs, just like Mr. Tony Stark before. Before that gentleman disappeared, he contributed an average of 1.7 job opportunities to every media in the United States. Now that he is gone, we need a new Stark to become the focus of attention. So far, Ross's talent and ability to create topics Same with Stark. Then the question arises, how can we get the source in our hands. As far as I know, you and Ross are from the same high school, graduated in the same year, and attended the same university, so now Please do your due diligence for the salary I give you!"

James spoke very fast, with a strong tone, almost as unthinkable as a cannonball. Peter didn't realize it until he was kicked out of the office, and he was sent to interview old classmates and old rivals.

When he realized this, his mouth was full of bitterness, and his whole face almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.

While Spider-man was agonizing over the interview, Ross came to the choreographer's studio near Times Square and called out his girlfriend, Mary Jane.

"Why did you come here in person today?" Mary Jane smiled wearing a large bath towel. She was sweating in the practice room. She had just taken a shower, and her plump body wrapped under the bath towel was still steaming. Just in the snickering of his companions, he threw himself into Ross's arms.

"I miss Miss Watson, doesn't she like it?" Ross pretended to be surprised, turning around to leave. Watson is Mary Jane's surname, how could she not like it, if it wasn't for making herself worthy of a boyfriend who is thriving in her career, she wouldn't have to stay in the training room every day for a lot of tiring and boring exercises, the reason for doing so , Definitely not just for some dream, but also want to get closer to Ross who is getting more and more dazzling, and don't get farther and farther away.

Hearing Ross say that, she definitely wouldn't agree. Looking back at those envious or jealous companions in the practice room at the back, feeling that no one would bother him, he tiptoed and slapped Ross on the face.

"As long as you like, you can come any time." She said so affectionately that Ross couldn't help hugging her slender waist tightly, tasting the sweet lips and petals, and put her down after a few minutes .

"I have an appointment today, and I'm going to Long Island to meet a partner. Because it's an informal meeting, the other party may bring his family, so I also want to bring you to attend, and relax by the way." Ross explained, Mary Jane said coquettishly, In my heart, I was so excited that I could finally help my boyfriend.

After she changed her clothes and put on casual couple clothes like Ross, the two of them drove all the way to the Xin Nick Mountain Golf Club in Long Island.

Founded at the end of the last century, this club is not only the first clubhouse established in American history, but also the first club to allow female members to join. The undulating terrain on the south coast of Long Island makes this course more varied, and the sea breeze from the Atlantic Ocean also adds a lot of challenges to this private course.

After admiring the charming beach scenery and breathing the tidal sea breeze, a few capable guards greeted him beside a green lawn.

"Mr. Byrne?" They dispersed cautiously, staring at Sabretooth behind Ross - although Victor's mind was not clear, his strength was much higher than that of ordinary people, and he put a lot of pressure on the other party as soon as they met.

"Yes, it's me." Ross gestured to Sabretooth as if nothing had happened, telling him to retreat slowly to wait near the grove at the edge of the lawn, so that the guards, who were about to face an enemy, relaxed.

Then he finally met the person he wanted to see.

"Mr. Feige, Mr. Balkan, hello both of you, and General Suo. This is my first meeting. I am Ross Byrne, and this is my girlfriend, Miss Mary Jane." After a handshake and a few simple greetings, Mary Jane and her companions walked to the other side.

Feige and Balkan are the major shareholders of Osborn, and the combined shareholding of the two of them exceeds that of Harry's father. Due to Osborn's huge investment in recent years and poor profitability, these two gentlemen have been looking for opportunities to split the company for sale. To obtain high profits, but failed due to various reasons, the cooperation of Ross this time is considered to be the last piece of the puzzle. They can finally completely overwhelm the stubborn Norman Osborn on the board of directors and gain an absolute upper hand.

Dealing with such an old fox should not be too impatient, especially if it involves the new head of the Ministry of National Defense Procurement Committee. After playing a few rounds patiently, I slowly turned to the topic.

"My predecessor----", in front of two corporate shareholders, General Suo, who came from a military family, also spoke frankly. He swung his cue forcefully and knocked the white ball into the air. Then he wiped his sweat and squinted at Ross. .

"The reason why my predecessor resigned early was that he was accused of accepting bribes, so in this regard, I will not leave any opportunity for any company to take advantage of, and I hope you will not cause trouble for me."

His attitude was quite arrogant, followed by a series of warnings and warnings, and someone who is not well-trained might be furious on the spot, but Ross maintained his demeanor very well.

If he wanted, all the people here would be torn to pieces by Sabretooth's minions before he even had time to raise the alarm. How could he be angry for such a guy?

What's more, there is the Green Goblin level waiting for them. Norman is still in the dark, but soon he will understand who betrayed him. By then, these three people will still be good friends on the road to heaven. partner.

So he listened to it from the beginning to the end, even if the old soldier spoke harshly, he just smiled and regarded it as a necessary procedure for conservative thinking. Naturally, someone would take some product information from him when he went back, and then the kind general would also will be reasonably rewarded in some respects.

This is a common trick of the military-industrial complex. A huge interest group composed of the military, military-industrial enterprises, and some members of Congress forms a solid trio of corners, and uses this as the core to build a "national security infrastructure". In their eyes, contacting is not a bribe at all, and only casually putting your hand in someone else's pocket will be severely criticized. General Suo's predecessor was too greedy. He believed the lies of a small arms company. Only when the orders originally belonged to other large arms companies were transferred to the other party would they provoke a fierce backlash. The downfall of this predecessor was exactly what Osborn fell into. The source of the quagmire.

At this stage, Ross wants to obtain a wider range of resources and own his own power legally and reasonably. He must dress himself up as a defense contractor, and it will be easier to accept like Stark Corporation and Osborn Industries----definitely there Before, he was mostly a small arms dealer in the eyes of the military and capitalists, and he would satisfy his appetite with a little leftovers thrown away by big companies.

Take your time, let's wait and see---- Ross smiled and played with several old foxes for two hours. The arms dealer had four holes-in-one, which greatly changed the old officer's impression of him.

Before leaving, the guard handed over a business card with the phone number of the Ministry of National Defense Procurement Committee printed on it. Through it, Ross could directly talk to General Suo. This was an unexpected gain.

"It can be seen that the general values ​​you very much, Ross", Osborn's bald shareholder Fige was the last to leave. Before leaving, he sat in a wheelchair and talked to Ross.

"Selling Osborn was not our original intention. We were optimistic about its prospects when we invested, so we were willing to invest a huge amount of money in it. Norman is a guy with great ability, but unfortunately he is also a very stubborn person. He thought You can get a lot of orders with physical enhancement programs and small individual weapons, but how can there be such a simple thing in the world? He doesn't understand the meaning of the military industry at all."

Feige laughed disdainfully, and continued: "A light armored vehicle consists of at least 5,000 parts. The engine, chassis, body and electrical equipment are all necessary. If you combine bolts, nuts and gaskets Including small items, an armored vehicle is composed of about 20,000 parts. It is impossible for Osborn to produce all of these parts. They will extend up and down the industrial chain, enabling hundreds of companies to survive, and at the same time Create job opportunities in units of tens of thousands. Although I don't know much about industry, I also know that this is an important pillar of the economic recovery of the United States since the war. Norman didn't understand that what he wanted would only destroy everyone's interests. That's why we want to break up Osborn, it's not personal, it's just a business."

Ross listened to Feige's self-defense, and responded a few words casually, and the two chatted speculatively.

Just as they were breaking up, Feige suddenly called out to Ross again.

"If you want to go further, you must learn to share, instead of enjoying it alone like Norman. You are a smart person, maybe one day we can cooperate, such as your mysterious biological materials."

The bald shareholder looked over meaningfully, while Ross looked back calmly.

"I am waiting."

He replied with indifference in his eyes.