Chapter 127: % is not enough? Stop it

"Now everyone is paying attention to some weird creature, so our stock price will not continue to fall, but the bad news is that no one will pay attention to how I operate in the future."

Obaday looked at Tony, "What do you want to do? About the operation of Valen Mining?"

"Yes, the acquisition is just the first step. There are many more steps to come, but none of this matters now. I want to taste my pie. Do you want some? Maybe this will make you forget your troubles."

Tony pressed the phone button and said to the secretary on the other end of the phone, "Okay, you can send my dispatch in now."

Obaday was very dissatisfied with the frivolous behavior of this playboy, but when he thought that the Stark Group still needed him to take charge, he had to suppress his dissatisfaction.

"No, I have an appointment, so I won't give you any of your pie, Tony. I also heard that you are going to set up a research foundation."

"uh-huh."

"I am indeed interested in strange creatures. To some extent, I am helping the citizens of New York. Perhaps our mayor should give me an award called the 'Tony Stark Non-Scientific Contribution Award'."

Obadai frowned. Although he felt that the other party was not doing his job properly, he would not comment on such a trivial matter.

So in the end, all I can say is: "Be careful, those troublemakers don't follow any rules like your business enemies."

"actually"

Tony shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not a rule-abiding person either. Remember the last time I attended Louise's funeral? I punched that priest."

Obaday certainly remembered the incident, "because of his untimely condolences. I also remember that Mrs. Louise was given a sedative in the lounge at that time."

In his eyes, Tony was this kind of person, proud, willful, and unruly.

Obaday patted Tony on the shoulder, "I know Louise is one of your good friends, I understand."

Although the playboy appears to be outgoing and sociable on the surface, he knows that Tony is a loner on the inside who is not good at making friends.

"He's not my best friend."

Tony said, "I actually don't even know who my best friends are?"

Obaday pretended to be surprised, "Am I not also?"

Without waiting for Tony to answer, he patted Tony's arm and said, "Okay, I don't care about that. Remember to be on time for the meeting this afternoon and don't be late because of reporters."

After Obaday left the office, Tony Stark sat in the manager's chair.

After operating the virtual display screen on the table for a few seconds, a three-dimensional picture appeared in the air.
This is a newly discovered mine by Valen Mining and is an open-pit copper mine.

If calculated based on proven reserves, this copper mine may even have half the reserves of the Kenegot copper mine.

(Kennegot: One of the largest open-pit mines in the United States)
“Part of this copper mine is near the state park.”

He suddenly thought of the hottest news right now: Hunter Craven had an accident in the state park.

"I hope my luck won't be so bad."

As he spoke, he picked up the banana pie that his secretary had just brought in and bit off a corner of it with a "crunch".

The next day.

The bustling Kennedy International Airport.

While Harry was sending a team to collect the tickets, Peter and Gwen sat on a plastic chair in the terminal, listening to the PA announcing the departure and arrival times of the flights.

Harry has to stay in Chicago for a while to deal with his father's legacy debt.

Even though he had someone accompanying him in Chicago, it was still a difficult journey for a high school student.

As good friends, Peter and Gwen came to the airport to see Harry off.

They arrived at the airport 40 minutes before the plane took off. Then they took the elevator to the boarding hall together, and Harry looked worried all the time.

Peter was texting on his cell phone.

Helen texted her back: "Why me? You can do it yourself."

Peter had asked her to buy two hundred lottery tickets for him.

As for what kind of lottery it was, it was naturally the set of winning numbers that was obtained from Reed through coercion and inducement.

According to Reed, according to the formula he calculated, the lieutenant general's number is included in these two hundred numbers.

"It's more convenient for you. After all, you often change identities, so this shouldn't be difficult for you."

Peter texted back, "The first prize is 1369 million, I can give you % of it."

"You are really confident, Peter. You have already started planning how to use the bonus before you even buy anything."

"Why, don't you want to?"

"Fifty percent."

Peter naturally disagreed with the other party's lion's request, "You are just running errands, it's fair."

"I'm taking all the risks. I guess you didn't win the lottery through normal means. It's fairer for me to take the trouble for you."

Peter texted back again: "20%."

Helen: “Forty percent.”

"Then I'll find someone else."

Seeing that Peter was about to withdraw, Helen could only give in helplessly: "Okay, I agree, you are really Grandet."

By the time Peter put away his phone, several people had already arrived at the ticket office.

Gwen asked Harry if he wanted to go to the bookshop inside the airport and pick up something to read for the plane.

Harry looked at her with a thoughtful look, "To be honest, I don't really like reading."

"I don't think I'm good at studying. At least, I'm not as good as you and Peter. Dad always thought I wasn't talented enough, and I think so too."

Gwen felt the need to persuade her friend out of his decadent state of mind.

"I think you are very smart, Harry. At least when Peter was often bullied in the past, you always found all kinds of just the right words to comfort Peter. Every time Peter listened to your words, his mood was completely healed."

Peter was speechless.

This can also affect yourself.

Harry's mood improved a lot, and he looked at the people in the bookstore, "Okay, Gwen, do you have any book recommendations?"

"I don't know. If you want me to recommend some rock music, I can recommend a lot to you."

Gwen said as she walked towards the bookstore with Peter and the others.

There were not many people in the bookstore. After Harry bought the book, he went to the counter to pay. There was only a father and daughter in front of him.

The little girl seemed to be worried about her truancy problem. She looked up and asked her father, "Dad, will the truant officer catch me? Teacher Andy said there is an officer who catches truant students. He specializes in catching truant students."

The father touched the little girl's head and said, "Don't be afraid of the officer who catches truant students. I will ask for leave from school for you, and you can come back to school in the fall."

The girl looked sickly.

(End of this chapter)