He, Hammer and William spent a lot of time chatting together in full view of the public.

"Looking at what I do, do you think that in addition to being responsible for the group's affairs, have I also been involved in other areas of business in the past few years?"

When everyone thought about it, it seems that they really didn't find that Obadiah had any other overt business.

As for the dirty things behind the scenes, no one will make enemies for no reason unless they don’t want to have a mortal enemy with Obadiah, or if the interests are great enough.

Obadie shrugged, took a few puffs of his cigar, and sighed helplessly, "To be honest, I regret it now."

"At the beginning, I thought that Justin Hammer was indeed an idiot who was born in the Hammer family. He pretended to be a grandson but was dismissed with a rifle. But now it seems that I am probably the stupidest one."

Everyone immediately understood what Obadiah meant, and Stark asked curiously, "What request did you make?"

Obadiah's face darkened, "Medical trauma healing equipment is the kind of rapid recovery equipment that is very popular in the sports world.

I have been fighting with him for several years, but he would rather make at least one billion U.S. dollars less in profit every year than let go."

Speaking of this, Obadiah couldn't help but think of the time when he and William went to the desert area to sell weapons.

I know very well in my heart that if you want to make money with William, you must have what he needs, otherwise even if you kneel on the ground and say that you can make an extra billion for him every year, William will not pay attention to you.

But if it were an entire Stark group, with the influence of all of them in the United States, there might be something to be done.

Therefore, Obadiah quickly made up his mind to recruit people to join him.

"Don't expect him to let us get rich with him just for money.

Think about it, Mars is now his private territory, and he has an entire planet's mineral resources at his disposal.

And not to mention Mars, given his wealth in England and Europe, money is no longer the first thing he needs to consider."

"You mean influence?" When everyone heard this, they felt like it. A middle-aged shareholder joked, "If someone can make me a billion dollars a year, even if I kneel on the ground and call him His Majesty, I won't even frown.

brow".

"Then hurry up and kneel down and call me Your Majesty Stark."

Stark rolled his eyes at the person he just spoke of. In the past seven years, he has increased the market value of the group from 100 billion to 300 billion, and he has not seen any reaction from these guys.

Everything seems to be natural, but now for one billion, I want to kneel at William's feet.

"You have the nerve to tell us this, Tony." Obadiah waved his hand to counteract the anger of the previous speaker, looked at Stark and said,

"Except Hans and Richard who joined later, when you took over the company at the age of 21, who among us did not fully support you for your father Howard?

In the years when you said you were going to develop new weapons, none of us would have given you our full support.

But look what you did from the mid-1990s to 2002."

When Obadiah said this, the other eight shareholders nodded immediately.

To be honest, these people are indeed tolerant of Stark. If other companies, even if your father is the founder and you are the major shareholder, they can still drive away Stark.

Of course, the friendship is false. The real situation is that Stark is indeed capable. The weapons produced by one person are stronger than those produced by the company's entire R&D team.

Otherwise, capital will talk to you about friendship, which means you have greater value, or it has not drained you dry.

"This, this".

Stark thought about it, it seemed that at that time, apart from picking up girls and racing cars, he just hung out at various chaotic parties in Los Angeles.

Then he began to fight endlessly with flour. It wasn't until a friend slept in his house and never woke up that this guy completely repented.

Hiding in his home in Malibu, Los Angeles, he couldn't come out. For a few years, it seemed like the whole world had forgotten him.

But Stark is not a calm person by nature.

After my body recovered, I started dating women who posed for covers of sports magazines.

In recent years, the first thing those women who take photos for sports magazines do is send him invitations for coffee through the media.

And as long as he likes someone, he really doesn't care what the outside world says and lets the bodyguard pick him up and drink coffee in the hotel.

He even set a record last year, dating twelve sports magazine cover girls in eleven months.

Therefore, facing the eyes of all shareholders, Stark rarely showed an embarrassed expression.

Seeing Stark in embarrassment, Pepper wanted to help but didn't know what to say.

I have been following Stark for almost six years, and I certainly know the character of my boss.

Fortunately, the scenery outside the car reminded her. She turned around and looked outside the car, and she could already see the stadium logo.

"Boss, we have arrived at the waterfall stadium."

"We're here now?" Stark was stunned, quickly stood up, and pretended to the shareholders, "Now that we're here, it's better for us to separate, lest William see us getting together again and become more vigilant."

Seeing that Stark had no intention of getting out of the car, he looked at people like him with a matter-of-fact expression.

Everyone knew very well that this bastard was driving people away. They couldn't help but think of William's polite appearance. Then looking at the 38-year-old Stark with a cynical expression, they could only shake their heads helplessly and started.

Get off the bus one after another.

After everyone left, Stark lay on the bench and complained, "Hell, can't that bastard William Devonshire just stay in London?"

Little Pepper's mouth curled up, and she thought funnyly, it was a decision you and Obadiah made together to find William to hold the board meeting.

Now that I have been robbed of the limelight, I feel unhappy.

"And people like Obadiah actually started to compare me with William instead of comparing me with William. What does this mean? Do you think I can't compare to that kid?"

After complaining, Stark, who didn't hear Pepper's answer, turned around and saw Pepper's half-smiling expression, which immediately made him unhappy.

But he is not a fool. He is really inferior to William in many aspects. Even if he doesn't want to, at least he has to pretend to be working hard to show shareholders and investors.
Chapter completed!