Since the end of June, Tony had been in his Malibu Beach villa every day, tinkering with his new armor. He left everything in the company to Pepper, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction among the company's elders.
Pepper had only just turned thirty, but she had already seized the power of the CEO of Stark Industries. It was impossible for a lot of old guys not to have any objections.
Tony's huge research expenditure in the past two months made them even more alarmed.
Tony never showed up again, which made them think of something very bad.
For example, had Tony gone mad from his greed? Top scientists were like top artists. Mental illness was a common problem among these highly intelligent people.
It was also possible that Tony, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was seriously ill, and Pepper had taken the opportunity to use a lot of the company's high-end resources to fill her own pockets.
Under this pressure, Tony couldn't resist Obadiah's repeated pleas. He finally left the villa and went to Afghanistan in person to try to get the military order.
He had spent more than two billion dollars on research in two months, and he really needed to show the shareholders the hope of making money.
It would be more convincing if he completed the first order himself.
In terms of weapon development, Tony was quite confident.
His inventions had made Stark Industries money for many years, and the company's founder, Howard Stark, was his father.
Even if they weren't convinced that Tony was the CEO, they had to hold it in.
Those who could do administrative work were like retards in front of Tony in terms of scientific research.
Those who had some scientific ability, but didn't have Tony's status.
With his own strength as the foundation, his father's reputation, and Pepper's administrative abilities, Tony Stark managed the company to flourish.
Nobody was qualified to challenge his position, not even Obadiah, a super elder and a major shareholder.
Also, he was a genius scientist who was best at persuading the generals in the military.
For example, Hammer Defense, which had been trying to squeeze into the middle and high-end arms market, would easily find a lot of problems with it every time they brought out a sample to compete with Stark Industries.
Even many generals who had received benefits from Hammer Defense would be shaken by Tony, and in the end, they would give the order to Stark Industries.
Tony's venomous tongue had never been something that ordinary people could withstand, and it was even more terrifying when it came to technology.
Anyone who wanted to pick on Stark Industries' products would be shut down by the tycoon in just a few words.
Compared to Tony, Hammer Defense's weapon developers were like kindergartners, while Tony was at least a PhD supervisor.
There was no way for both sides to fight.
However, Tony had only come up with this Jericho missile a few days ago. The technicians at Stark Industries hadn't had time to study it in depth, except for producing a test product of three missiles per set.
If they were to do the marketing, gold would be sold like dog sh * t. It would be more reliable for Tony to do it himself.
In any case, Tony had made up his mind that it would only take him one day at most to fly a private jet back and forth. The live demonstration would take him half a day to complete, so he would be able to return to Los Angeles in two days.
After receiving the first batch of orders from the military, the company only needed to look for the public relations department and continue to lobby the military to increase the purchase quantity. He did not need to worry about this matter anymore.
The shareholders who wanted to make money would take care of it themselves.
With this income, the shareholders would behave themselves for at least a few months.
As for why he was still using the company's research resources after the Jericho missile was completed, he could find another project to fool them.
After working so hard, Tony felt that his ears could rest for another two to three months.
The first half of the event was normal.
Tony flew to Afghanistan and chose the test site.
Looking at the group of military representatives in front of him, he said, "Is it better to be respected or feared? Many people think it's a multiple-choice question, but I think it's possible to have both. "
The representatives in front of him were all focused on him.
"Some people say that the best weapon is to be able to threaten others without firing it. I don't agree. "He raised his voice slightly." I think the best weapon needs to be fired once! That's what my father and the United States are most used to doing. It's also the most effective so far. "
At this point, he waved at the technicians next to him and gestured for them to get to work.
"As long as we find an excuse to fire once, those terrorists will be so scared that they will hide in dark caves and tremble, just like those rats." Tony's words were filled with unparalleled confidence.
All the representatives agreed.
Find an excuse and f * ck him up! As long as they defeated their opponents, whatever they said would be right.
This was a glorious tradition of the United States.
For example, Howard Stark was the one who created the atomic bomb! The United States had used it twice, and the results were superb.
While everyone was thinking, a Jericho missile was fired from a launcher not far away, heading straight for the mountain in the shooting range in front of them.
Tony's expression was calm as he slowly raised his hands, as calm as the statue on Monte Cristo in Rio. "Gentlemen, let me introduce to you Stark Industries' new epoch-making product — the Jericho missile."
Boom! Boom!
A series of huge explosions rang out, and the entire mountain trembled as it was drowned in smoke and dust.
A ferocious shockwave mixed with sand swept across the entire test site.
Even the pretentious young master staggered two steps. The military representative's hats were all flipped over and sent flying. His clothes were also tightly pressed against his body, and the corners of his clothes fluttered.
Looking at the representatives' expressions, Tony coughed lightly. He knew that he had successfully fooled these bureaucrats who didn't understand science. The third-rate missiles that they had rushed out could be sold for a good price.
As usual, there were no surprises with the order.
After confirming that the Department of Defense would place the order, Tony walked to the side, opened a large cooler, and gave the representatives iced wine stored inside. He didn't forget to say, "For every 500 million dollars in transactions, I'll give you a box of wine. This box is on me. It doesn't count. "
As he spoke, he raised his glass. "To peace."
At that moment, his phone rang. It was Obadiah, who said that there was something at the company that needed him to deal with.
Of course, Tony wouldn't deal with company affairs in the wilderness of Afghanistan, so he returned to the base early.
The generals stayed at the test site, preparing to use the remaining two Jericho missiles to continue testing their destructive effects.
Thus, most of the two hundred soldiers stayed at the test site to protect the delegation and the two Jericho missiles.
There were only ten vehicles with more than thirty American soldiers escorting Tony back to the base.
However, this wasn't a big problem.
The base wasn't far from the test site. If something happened to the convoy, they could call for reinforcements at any time.
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