"Wait, Mr. Stark."
Upon hearing that Tony was going to the desert, his bodyguard, Happy, who had been driving silently, immediately tried to dissuade him.
"I strongly object to you going personally. It's already a mess there, and time is too tight. I can't make a proper security plan."
"Mr. Stark, Happy is right," Little Pepper advised. "Also, if you change your plan at the last minute, not only will it disrupt Mr. Obadiah's schedule, it'll also be difficult to talk to the generals stationed in the desert."
"No, there are some things that I can't leave to Obadiah," Stark complained. "Didn't you see the way those guys looked at me just now?"
"They're just short of saying that I'm not qualified to be the chairman, and that it's best if I give the position to that bastard William."
Seeing Little Pepper's worried expression, Stark smiled. "Don't worry, I looked at the itinerary. I'll fly straight to the forward base and take a car back to the airport after the test firing. It'll take less than two hours to fly back.
Also, the person in charge stationed in the desert is an old acquaintance of mine. He's a loyal fan of Jack Danny whiskey.
Pepper, help me prepare some small coolers. Every time they buy ten sets of Jericho missiles, in addition to the conditions that Obadiah agreed to, I'll also give them a car of Jack Danny whiskey in the name of the army. "
Little Pepper thought for a moment. "What price is the whiskey?"
"Of course it's a car of ordinary wine at $200 a bottle, and two boxes of collectible wine at $7,000 a bottle."
Little Pepper immediately nodded with a smile. "Understood, boss." She then took out her phone and called Obadiah and Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes, who was in charge of contacting Stark Industries.
After receiving Little Pepper's notification, Obadiah hung up the phone and sat in the car in a daze.
His original plan had been to use the opportunity of going to the desert to test the missile to meet the leader of the newly emerged tribe and see if the other party had enough money to buy a new batch of weapons.
If the other party was poor, he planned to kill him directly so that this new force wouldn't disrupt his sales network in the desert, which he had been operating for several years.
But now, he heard that Stark, who often messed around but rarely put himself in danger, was actually going to the desert.
Obadiah, who had wanted to take advantage of the car race to set Stark up, couldn't help but wonder if this was a heaven-sent opportunity.
And it only took him a moment to figure out how to escape if something happened to Stark.
According to the original plan, he was the one going, so if something happened to Stark, who was going in his place, everyone would think that he was the enemy's target and that Stark had only blocked the disaster for him.
Then Obadiah personally called Tony and hypocritically said that the desert area was dangerous and that it was better to go by himself.
Finally, when Stark was hesitating, he suddenly said, "Tony, I know what you're thinking. You want to make yourself look better in front of the other shareholders. You can just take over the weapons department. There's no need to take risks."
"No, no, I'm Tony Stark. Do I need to give myself points?"
After Obadiah exposed his thoughts, Stark didn't go, which confirmed that he really wanted to rope in the shareholders.
"Don't worry, I can handle this. Besides, you're closer to William. It'll be best if you wait until I come back from the desert. Then, I'll hear about the cooperation."
This was exactly what Obadiah wanted. "Okay, but let's still tell the public that I'm the one who's going. When you arrive at the desert base tomorrow, I'll call the person in charge and explain."
Thinking that this arrangement was better for confidentiality, Stark had no reason to refuse. "No problem. Do as you say."
After hanging up, he was in a good mood. Whistling, he straightened his clothes and got out of the luxury RV.
He saw William, who was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, casual trousers, and a baseball cap, chatting with a girl who was about 1.8 meters tall, had long legs, fair skin, and a pair of huge searchlights in front of her.
"God, the heavens really don't have eyes. Everything good happens to that bastard William."
Stark only took a few glances, and felt that he couldn't take his eyes off her. The headlights were unbelievably big, and her face was beautiful and she exuded a youthful aura.
An old man like Stark instantly felt like he had been captured.
Of course, with his virtue of dating even the cover girl of the sports section, there were relatively more women who could capture him. But seeing that William had already put his hand on the girl's shoulder, Stark curled his lips.
Stark curled his lip and wondered why he hadn't come by helicopter.
Then he remembered that a helicopter had already been shaken off by William's supercar, and Stark felt very helpless.
At this time, William really felt that he had made the right choice to come to the US this time. D 'Dario, a man's dream.
She didn't have many movies, and they were basically all bad, but as long as you watched her movies, you would only remember her.
At this time, she, who was only in her early twenties, could fully interpret what it meant to be a clear stream in the searchlight world.
Although a pair of blue eyes would feel strange at first glance, this was a world of faces and lights. After looking at her eyes a few more times, William felt that she was so different.
William, who had been chatting for more than ten minutes, saw the depressed Stark dozens of meters away and invited him very gentlemanly. "Stark, those guys are here. Do you want to walk with me?"
"Is … Is this okay?"
D 'Dario, who had wanted to enter Hollywood since she was a child, was of course willing to be associated with William. Even if nothing happened, as long as the paparazzi took a picture of her, she would definitely be in the headlines tomorrow.
She had come here because she had received news that a movie with a medium budget was facing an awkward situation where the supporting actress was replaced.
The director of the movie was currently explaining the situation to the investors in this stadium.
William had been able to connect with D 'Dario because when he had been sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window in the lounge, he had seen her outstanding figure walk back and forth in the parking lot for more than ten minutes.
She probably wanted the role, but was worried that she would be a lamb in a tiger's den, so she hesitated whether or not to enter the stadium to find the director.
To be honest, this girl was not popular probably because of her family. Her parents were New York lawyers, so she did not have to be like those Hollywood actresses who had nothing and did everything for the role.
Of course, William would not really believe that Hollywood actresses could stay untainted just because of the news he had read in his memory.
The only thing that made him happy was that according to the information he had found on Sunday, D 'Dario had entered the film industry at the age of 15 at the beginning of the new century. It had been seven years since then, but she had only acted in one movie.
The other three were either low-budget horror movies or literary movies, but she was not even considered a supporting role.
The most important thing was that this girl had not yet walked to the stage of showing off her figure in movies.
With her figure and appearance, if she was willing to let go of her scruples and enter the Hollywood circle, she should be able to get a supporting actress in seven years.
As for a few years later, probably as she got older and really wanted to become famous, she could not avoid the step of showing off her figure advantage and attracting attention.
However, if it were not for those movies, William would not have been able to recognize her at a glance in the lounge on the second floor.
"I'm here for the audition. In a moment …"
"Alright, Sandra, let that idiot director go to hell." William grabbed D 'Dario's hand.
"After tomorrow, that idiot will beg you to act in his movie. Even the boss of that movie company will personally come to invite you."
"However, I believe that you are a smart girl. You understand that from this moment onwards, those small companies no longer have the right to look for you. Am I right, Sandra?"
"But, I hope so."
William grabbed her hand directly and there were gasps of surprise around her. For someone like her who wanted to become famous, this was indeed much better than all the situations she could think of.
The richest man in the world, only 27 years old, a hereditary duke, a Martian lander, and the Golden Tyrant. If you angered him, he would directly sue the media or use a few years of lawsuits to break the other party's taboos.
This series of titles all meant that as long as she followed him, she would not have to worry about fame in the future. And for Hollywood actors, once they had fame, they would not have to worry about not having a movie contract.
In the worst case scenario, the two of them would no longer contact each other after tomorrow. In the end, it was hard to say who would be at a disadvantage. No matter what, William was the person that all the girls in the world wanted to date the most.
"Let's go, I'll take you to pick out a golf suit. If you're free tonight, you can be my female companion to a Stark Industries party."
"But, but, but I don't have a suit." D 'Dario was immediately willing to go to a Stark Industries party.
William smiled and waved at the golf course manager, Lahn, who was waiting on the side. "Help me find the managers of the luxury stores in Las Vegas and tell them who D 'Dario is."
Lahn looked at D 'Dario enviously. After today, this girl would definitely become the darling of the entire American media. "No problem, sir."
With that, he took William and D 'Dario to the golf course brand store before taking out his phone to make a call.
While sitting in the lounge and waiting for D 'Dario to try on clothes, William saw Stark, who did not look so good, walk in with Little Pepper and Happy.
After waving his hand as a greeting to Stark, William no longer paid attention to him.
He wasn't Obadiah, who had ulterior motives. He didn't have the time to coax an old man who was eleven years older than him.
But Luke ignored him. Stark stopped and thought for a few seconds before he walked over.
"Buddy, aren't you afraid that Miss Abigail and your other women will kick you out when you return to London?"
William put down the magazine in his hand and chuckled. "I took Wilson and Saul to a yacht party two months ago, and I didn't get kicked out, did I?"
"Damn it." Stark knew that if he wanted to win D 'Dario's favor, he could only compete with William head-on.
Unfortunately, it was probably because Stark had become too famous with the cover girls in the past few years, or because D 'Dario was indeed a rich girl from a rich family. She knew what to do and what she could do.
After changing into a white knee-length skirt and a blue long-sleeved T-shirt, she covered her mouth in surprise when she saw Stark. Then, she remembered something and leaned toward William.
With such an obvious rejection, even if Stark was unwilling, he couldn't continue to pester her. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the only one who would be embarrassed.
He could only think to himself that he was Tony Stark. What kind of girl hadn't he seen before?
However, the depressed expression on his face couldn't escape everyone's eyes. He casually greeted William and went to change into his golf clothes.
"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire, Mr. Stark is just …"
"It's okay, Pepper," he interrupted her. William knew very well what kind of person Stark was at this moment. He smiled and said, "Excuse me, D 'Dario and I will go to the venue first. See you later."
He walked out of the store with D 'Dario, who was holding his arm, and saw that Obadiah and the others had already changed their clothes and were chatting in a circle while smoking cigars.
"Wow." Obadiah exclaimed when he saw D 'Dario holding William's arm. He smiled at William and said, "Looks like you'll have to deal with Richard more in the future. His family owns 6% of Disney's shares, so he can be considered a major shareholder."
The middle-aged man named Richard laughed and waved his hand. "You're wrong, Stan. My family's 6% belongs to the entire family.
William himself owns 3% of Disney's shares, but just like with Stark Industries, he's never participated in Disney's shareholders' meeting in all these years. "
When he heard about Disney and thought about how there were Stark, Saul, and other Marvel characters in the world he was in, William felt that it was unreal.
But then he remembered that Stark had taken a picture with Soft Bill Gates when he was young in the movie.
In Iron Man 2, there was also Tesla's Musk and that idiot Larry.
Now that Disney and Marvel World coexisted, William didn't find it so eye-catching anymore.
When D 'Dario heard that William was a shareholder of Disney, he couldn't help but tighten his grip. William had gone from a golden thigh to a diamond thigh.
Patting D 'Dario's hand with a smile, William said to Richard, "If you didn't mention it, I almost forgot that I'm a shareholder of Disney."
"Okay, don't worry about that. How are you going to play? Is it a group game or an individual game with 72 strokes?"
"Of course it's a group game. Otherwise, who knows how long it'll take for eleven people to play an individual game."
When William heard this, he understood that these guys didn't want to be separated from him. But looking at the group of middle-aged and old people, he smiled and said.
"How about I play against all of you alone?"
"How do you calculate the score?"
When the others heard this, they understood that William was saying that his golf skills were very good. But playing golf wasn't about having more people. On the contrary, the more people there were, the worse the results would be.
"My score will be calculated according to normal. The ten of you will only calculate according to the score of the person with the best score on each hole."
If they only chose the one with the best results out of the ten, then their chances of winning would be very high.
D 'Dario couldn't help but shake William's arm. In addition to golf skills, uncertain factors such as wind speed, luck, and performance were not small.
Moreover, the people present were all rich and powerful. Playing golf was normal for them.
Their skills were not as good as professional players, but no matter how bad their skills were, everyone had more than one experience of hitting the green in one shot. With ten people together, the probability was really high.
"Are you sure?" Stark, who was late, quickly answered, "Buddy, just tell us what the stakes are.
If we lose, the odds are ten to one. If you lose, the odds are ten to one. This kind of opportunity is rare. "
Obadiah and the other old guys were a little worried that William was as good as a racer and was also at the top of golf, but if they were hesitant in a ten versus one situation, they would definitely be killed by Stark.
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