Only a fool would want to share the fruits of victory with these vicious vampires! But Darren had no choice but to do so.
He needs these people to stop him from taking back control of the company, and he also needs a lot of research funds to keep the company running.
Over the years, he has been unable to control the project alone.
Fortunately, Darren is Dr. Pym's student, and technological research and development cannot be carried out without him. He is the only one who can serve as the highest technical director, otherwise these greedy guys would have kicked him out long ago.
As the two were whispering, the cruise ship sailed a distance away, avoiding the frequent yacht traffic near the coast, and then dropped anchor.
Suddenly, a long and soft "ding" sound was heard in the reception room on the top floor of the cruise ship.
The people who were chatting in different places paused and looked towards the direction where the ringing sound came from.
A white-haired old man in a black suit had already sat in the main seat that had been vacant. He looked around at everyone, smiled and nodded: "Everyone, long time no see, please take a seat."
Everyone was very calm, having long been accustomed to the boss's mysterious appearances. They responded with a smile and took their seats.
There was no need for anyone to assign seating order, as everyone present knew the order.
Those with higher status should move to the front. For those who are not too different from each other, it is not a big problem who comes first or last. No one is stupid enough to quarrel here.
Although the boss who sells everything is very particular about rules and etiquette, he doesn't like trouble.
It’s because the big guys have their own unique business.
Most of the people who talked nonsense with him during negotiations didn't even have a chance to save the situation and simply canceled the deal.
Darren followed the other congressmen and sat down in the middle of the long conference table.
This made him realize clearly that the power of the parliamentarians here was only at a lower-middle level.
Thinking about the congressman's background that he knew, Darren had a fairly intuitive understanding of the level of this circle.
What the boss said next surprised everyone present, but also made them feel pleasantly surprised.
The boss claimed that he had received a commission and sought active support from everyone present for the radiation cleanup work in San Francisco.
The client took out ten bottles of water of life at one time as a reward and gave them to those who were willing to accept the commission.
The relevant tasks are detailed. Whoever can take on a certain amount can take the corresponding water of life.
However, the latest settlement date for the task is three months later, and those who complete the task ahead of schedule can apply for early settlement.
Only those who have completed the settlement task can obtain the Water of Life.
After hearing this, everyone's eyes flickered and they were silent for a while.
Apart from the boss himself, the only ones who can come up with so much water of life at once are the Bat-Team and the Avengers.
These people are not idiots. They have long analyzed that the big guys must have started investing in these two sides a long time ago.
Without the protection of these tough superheroes, they wouldn't be so wary of the big guys.
Tony is still okay. At most he will make trouble for a few days and lose some money or interests.
Not many people are willing to mess with the Bat Squad, especially if they go alone, which is a thankless task.
The commission given by the boss now is just an indirect confirmation of the facts again.
The boss did not ask everyone to respond immediately, but gave everyone an hour to think and communicate.
There is no limit on one person taking multiple orders, nor is there a limit on multiple people taking one order. The reward for the task is also related to the degree of trouble.
Soon many people lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones, and then found the agreed reception room in groups of three or four to talk.
There were still five people left in the reception room, all of whom were newcomers with relatively little experience and could be considered reserve players in this circle, including Darren.
The one who went to discuss the matter was the fellow congressman, not him, a researcher.
The boss sitting on the main seat looked at these people and smiled: "There is a card room next door, you can go play a few games."
Of course the five people had no objection to his words. They couldn't really sit here face to face with the boss for an hour!
Playing cards is in line with everyone's status, and it is easy to chat or be lazy.
Five people entered the card room and chose Texas Hold'em.
Less than 20 minutes into the game, a middle-aged man in his forties stood up with a wry smile and said, "Sorry, I feel a little unwell. Please enjoy your time."
Seeing the man's pale face, his hands covering his stomach, and a faint sound, the other four people were at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and nodded to signal him to do as he pleased.
A stomachache is not a problem that can be endured. If you can't endure it, it may become a big problem that no one can bear.
After this middle-aged man walked out of the card room and came to a lounge, his appearance suddenly changed into that of a big boss who sells everything.
A person sitting on the sofa in the room turned his head with a smile on his lips. It was this middle-aged man.
Luke looked at the list of Darren's abilities that appeared in the system and chuckled, "It seems like I don't have to be so anxious."
…
Today's social was of course a pit dug for Darren.
If Luke wanted to send an invitation to one of his fake technology companies, it would only take a word.
This middle-aged man from the shell company is a prototype.
On the way to the card room just now, the prototype came to this room under the pretext of going to the restroom.
After exchanging identities with the hidden boss's clone, the clone went to the card room.
We are all rich people, the stakes are very small, and it is purely for entertainment. No one would have thought that someone would cheat.
So Luke easily beat Darren three times.
In fact, after winning twice, all of Darren's abilities can be learned.
But thinking of this guy's fame, Luke easily defeated him again.
If Darren doesn't do anything bad, the most he will do is get hurt and bleed.
If you really do something bad, you might end up losing your life due to minor injuries!
The technology of Pym particles comes from Dr. Pym. If Darren is tricked, it would be considered as repaying a favor to Dr. Pym.
Whether Dr. Pym knew it or not is not important.
Luke just wanted peace of mind.
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After getting off the cruise ship, Darren watched those big shots leave, and a great ambition surged in his heart: Just wait! It won't be long before I stand in a higher position than you!
The congressman patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to get in the car.
Darren came with him tonight, and he had to send Darren back and confirm the matter of the Pym particles.
Soon the extended Lincoln started, left the dock and headed towards the city.
From the coastal highway to the main road back to the city, the driver of the Lincoln looked at the lanes on both sides, and after making sure there were no cars, he started to turn left.
Just as they started to turn left, a dump truck drove up from another fork in the road not far behind them.
The tired truck driver yawned and reached for the coffee cup next to him.
With the large amount of haulage work going on in San Francisco recently, this driver has been working overtime and is very tired.
But the Bat-Team and Tony's foundation allocated a very high overtime pay, so the driver was reluctant to take more rest and could only drink a lot of coffee to make up for it.
As a result, he was not in good spirits and stretched his hand a little too far, knocking the coffee cup over.
Feeling something was wrong, he subconsciously turned his head to look and found that the coffee cup was half full. If there was any more, the whole cup would have fallen over.
There is a high chance that the cup of hot coffee you just bought will be spilled all over the cab.
Without thinking, the driver leaned over to grab the coffee cup, and when he grabbed it, he cried out in pain, but was burned by the small amount of coffee that spilled out.
He withdrew his hand because of the pain, but for some unknown reason he stepped on the accelerator which was originally slightly loose under his foot.