Marvel's Reborn Mecha Empire

Sanford Williams, a successful arms industrialist in American history, founded the Williams Invention Company and had two sons, Eric Williams and Simon Williams. When Sanford passed away unexpectedly in his later years, Eric refused without any reason when selecting the heir to the family business between the two brothers, so that the entire family business fell on Simon alone.

After Sanford's death, Simon inherited the company and, although he was only 22 years old at the time, he suddenly became a new leader in the industry.

As for the eldest son of the family, Eric Williams, there has been no news for many years and he has gradually been forgotten.

Although Simon is young, he has a good heart. Several projects he led and developed have been successful and established the Williams family's signature in the industry.

It's just that he has encountered a little trouble recently. An important project has reached a bottleneck. Stopping the experiment may cause all previous efforts to be wasted. He had to sell a building in Manhattan to recycle funds.

As for why he's in such trouble, it's largely because of a certain guy's high-profile return.

Tony Stark, a currently controversial guy, the first thing he did after coming back was to close down his weapons manufacturing department, and then announced that he would turn to other fields.

The direct result of this crazy operation that everyone thought was out of his mind was that Williams Invention Company was swayed to the waist.

Although Old Williams made his fortune as an arms company, after taking control of Simon, he stopped competing with the dominant Stark company and turned to research and development in other fields.

But who would have thought that if you actively evade and leave a wide main lane for the other party to take your own path, the other party will change lanes with a four-wheel suspension drift off the ground.

Simon is really impressed. All the top executives of Stark Enterprises are worried.

What's even more annoying is that the person who bought his building was none other than Stark Enterprises.

Simon thought about whether or not to sell, but as a businessman, he was still very realistic. He had to sell when he should. The project he was working on was urgent and there was no money to maintain it. Once the work stopped, he would lose all his money.

The experiment must not be terminated. Even if it means losing assets, Simon must maintain this key project in hand.

What only upset him was that Stark Enterprises kept the price very low. If Tony Stark really bought it, Simon might not be as upset as he is now. He and Tony knew each other, and for that person He still has some understanding of his character. As long as the price is not outrageous and unusual, he will basically pay the price you quote.

The other party is Stark Enterprises, not Tony Stark.

The price was very low, and it was far from the expected price in his mind. If the only buyer who could directly deliver funds in the short term was Stark Enterprises, Simon would really have to consider finding someone else to do the deal.

In addition to being very aggressive about the price, the other party even demanded that the handover of the building be completed within a few days, and now the original users of the building are having to move ahead of schedule.

The building is just an ordinary commercial office building, not a scientific research building. This is a bit easier in terms of large-scale equipment, but in a building with dozens of floors, how can there be so few people inside?

In the bustling Manhattan area, the traffic under the Williams Building is very lively.

And sitting in one of the vans were March and Creel.

"Boss, what can I buy here?" Creel asked in confusion as he looked at the logistics companies or moving companies coming in and out.

"You can buy things we use. The history of the Williams Building is not short. Five companies have settled in this building for more than ten years. And I checked yesterday. The Williams family's original R&D The studio is indeed no longer here, but now that there are no research laboratories and other scientific research departments, it does not mean that there are no things I need."

March adjusted his clothes. He found a pair of gray work clothes, a symbol of unknown meaning. He bought them from a cheap clothing store, one for Creel and one for him.

Now we just collect rags.

It’s just that March hasn’t gotten out of the car at this moment. Even if he wants to collect rags, he still has to find a good partner. According to what he knows, Simon Williams will be here at this time today, because the top of the Williams Building The upper three floors are used by him personally and his think tank team.

When collecting scraps, you should also collect high-end ones as much as possible, this is what Ma Qi thinks.

Simon appeared, and March saw a gloomy and unhappy expression at first glance. It seemed that the boss was very upset now.

But if you are worried, I will still come to disturb your home.

March greeted Creel, and the two put on their sunhats and got out of the car and walked over.

It is definitely impossible to go directly to the boss Simon. March had already contacted a person in charge of this business last night.

Simon and several subordinates walked straight into the building, with only one young man standing outside.

Tom Foster looked at his watch. It was almost time for the appointment, but it seemed that the person who contacted him last night had not shown up yet.

"Hello, are you Mr. Tom Foster?" March and Creel, dressed in work clothes, appeared in front of Tom, "I am the recycler who contacted you last night. Do you need to see our ID?" "

"No, they are all junk that should have been dealt with long ago. Come with me." Tom said that this kind of thing does not need to be so formal. He showed the access card to the security guard and led the two of them into the building.

Enter the building, go upstairs, and reach the utility room.

Ma Qi looked at the neatly placed waste items in front of him and sighed with emotion. It is indeed a big company. The waste items that are no longer used are all sorted out so neatly.

"You can take inventory and then make a quotation, but I suggest you not to lower the price too low. Mr. Simon is very angry in this regard."

“Don’t worry, the price guarantees your satisfaction.”

Ma Qi picked up an old analyzer, fiddled with it for a few times and then put it down. The symbiote in his hand quietly entered it and circled it. It was a very ordinary device with nothing special about it, but this was exactly what Ma Qi needed. Although these equipment are somewhat old, as a complete laboratory from the past, there are quite a few left.

This is exactly what he needs next. In addition to the computer that he has barely mastered now, some other required equipment can be said to be all available.

"We want them all," Ma Qi finished browsing, and then took out a temporarily printed agreement, "If you are sure that there is no problem with these devices, please sign here. If there is any leakage of company information, we have nothing to do with it."

"Well, I think this is no problem. If there were any problems, Mr. Simon would not give this job to me as an intern." Tom was very calm, took the agreement and signed it happily.

"In terms of price, this is the price we have offered." March took out an envelope from his coat pocket and handed it to Tom, "Please give it to Mr. Simon, he will definitely be satisfied."

What's happening here?

Tom wanted to open it on the spot, but March stopped him.

"Well, Mr. Simon must have been in a financial crisis recently, right? I'm here to help him, but he needs to dare to believe in my goodwill, so in this way, as a small test, please send this letter Pass it to him, the chance lies in whether he dares to believe it."

Tom looked at March. March's expression was spot on. He didn't see any problem. Although he was confused, Simon was really popular in the industry. It was not unusual for someone to be willing to help.

It was just a young man dressed as a recycler worker who said this. Tom looked at the better-built Creel next to him, and he felt that the one who was also dressed as a worker would be more credible when he said this.

Tom took the letter and went to find Simon. Although he was an intern, he benefited from the fact that his uncle was Bill Fortes, a long-famous doctor in quantum physics. Although he was a newcomer at Williams Invention Company, he was not An insignificant and marginalized person, his talents and family conditions make him highly favored.

There was no problem meeting Simon. In other words, this small marginal task of dealing with waste items was a direct instruction from Simon. This shows that he is highly valued by the leaders. This is to observe and cultivate him from small things at the grassroots level.

Tom is gone, gone.

After Madge was sure that he would not be back in a short time, seeing Creel still standing there stunned, he immediately slapped him on the back.

"What are you doing standing there, work for me, load and pack things!" Ma Qi started to take action without any politeness, and skillfully began to collect things he thought were useful and put them on the pallet truck.

Creel hurriedly followed suit and put as many of the same things as possible on the cart he was pulling according to what March had chosen.

Tom came to Simon's office on the top floor. Simon looked out at the scenery of Manhattan. This was the last time he stood here and looked out. I'm afraid he would never have the chance again.

Tom knocked on the door and got permission to come in.

"Mr. Simon, the person who came to recycle our waste said this was their quotation." Tom went straight to the main body and took out the envelope, but he did not convey in detail what March said, "He said I’m here to help you, and this letter can help you get out of a financial jam.”

Ok?

Simon's irritable mood suddenly improved. Could it be that his fortune was about to turn around?

He took the envelope, tore it open and took out the letter inside. Looking at the words on it, he suddenly felt bad again.

Are you unable to get around the pitfalls of your opponents one after another? Isn’t the probability of encountering disgusting people in everything too low?

The electromagnet supplier in Afghanistan used this letter to contact Tony Stark for reimbursement of transaction costs.

What the hell is this?

And why Stark again? Am I under the curse of Stark Enterprises?