Cultivation Chronicles in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 134: are there any brothers who raise books?

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"Stark Industries Expo! Today?"

"Yes, Boss—"

On the oak dining table, there was a crispy fried egg on a silver plate in front of Tang Song.

The silver plate was covered with large pieces of fried eggs, and some chopped green onions were sprinkled on the orange fried eggs.

The green chopped green onions dotted on the browned fried eggs look very appetizing.

On the plate next to it were two peeled hard-boiled eggs.

The white and tender boiled eggs are a little bigger than ostrich eggs.

Tang Song was cutting a large piece of unknown meat on the plate.

The steaks were juicy on both sides and garnished with black pepper.

Although eating steak for breakfast is a bit greasy, it is the most nutritious.

The Great Wilderness Bell tempered his bones and muscles. In addition to the essence of the sun and the moon, eating was the best way to replenish the energy consumed by the tempering of his body.

The taste of the steak is just so-so. Even if the chef sprinkled enough spices on it, it still couldn't compare to those free-range poultry and livestock.

After all, these poultry and livestock are the result of thousands of years of selection and evolution according to human tastes.

"This brachiosaurus meat is delicious!" After finishing the meat on the plate, Tang Song commented while feeling the movement of his intestines and the nutrients and calories absorbed by his body.

Compared to ordinary beef, the meat of this brachiosaurus provides more energy and has at least twice the calories of ordinary beef.

"If you like, I'll ask them to send another batch over!" Lai En sat opposite Tang Song and ate breakfast.

"How is the preparation for the food processing plant going?" Tang Song picked up a piece of fried dinosaur egg and asked while eating.

"The canning factory has already started production. This kind of canned dinosaur meat is temporarily only provided to our armed soldiers. The first batch has been shipped to East Africa through channels and handed over to Kane!"

Lai En used a knife and fork to deal with the fried egg in front of him. He first fixed it with the fork, then cut it into small pieces with a silver knife and put it into his mouth.

"Dr. Hammond raised no objections?"

In Tang Song's impression, Hammond's love for ancient creatures like dinosaurs came from the bottom of his heart, otherwise he would not have almost gone bankrupt because of his desire to create a so-called Jurassic Park.

Would Hammond agree to canning ancient animals like dinosaurs

"Dr. Hammond was very emotional at first, but after we proposed an additional investment of 200 million US dollars, he reserved his opinion!"

Lai En picked up a fried egg and answered Tang Song's questions.

"How is the preparation for Jurassic Park going?"

Tang Song picked up the boiled egg beside him, took a bite, and it tasted no different from eggs.

“The park will be open in three months. The group’s project department has visited the island and found that the project has great prospects.

If the Jurassic Park project is successful, they plan to follow up with the surrounding areas of Jurassic Park according to their estimates.

As long as the Jurassic Park project becomes a hit, the profits from the peripheral products will reach at least 10 billion yuan in the future!"

"That's not bad, which means I invested in the right project!"

After eating two boiled dragon eggs, Tang Song drank a large glass of milk in a few gulps.

"Boss, that's a good idea! But the project department has investigated the environment on the island and wants to build another runway on the island to increase passenger flow!

But Dr. Hammond stopped it on the grounds that it would affect the living environment of dinosaurs!"

The young maid at the side came to Tang Song with a basin of warm water, bent down slightly, and wore a loose maid outfit, showing her beauty to Tang Song.

Tang Song washed his hands in a basin of warm water, then took the hot towel handed to him by another maid and wiped his hands clean.

“Let them talk to the Costa Rican government. Isla Nublar is less than 150 miles from the west coast of Costa Rica!

The airport can be built there, which will increase tourism revenue for the Costa Rican government, and they will pay for the construction of the airport.

Add a few more cruise ships from the West Coast..."

Tang Song sat on the sofa next to him and picked up a document about the Stark Industrial Expo compiled by Lai En and started reading it.

A maid brought the freshly brewed tea to the table in front of Tang Song.

Tang Song crossed his legs and flipped through the information about the Stark Industries Expo.

Very detailed information, from the history to the scale of the Stark Industries Expo, and even the internal financial report of the funds Stark Industries spent on this expo during this period.

This kind of internal information, which is usually not disclosed to the public, can appear here because Boss Tang is also a major shareholder of Stark Industries.

Oh, that's no problem.

Tang Song looked at the astronomical figures in the financial report and raised his eyebrows.

"The original conception of the Stark Industries Expo dates back to Howard Stark.

He bought a large piece of land near New York, intending to build a large industrial exposition and organize all the inventions in the world that were useful for promoting the development of science and technology into a museum.

But before he could realize this wish, he died in a car accident!

Tony Stark recently restarted the project and completed it in a short time at a huge cost!"

Tang Song flipped through the information compiled by Lai En, listened to Lai En's narration, and looked up at him.

"The tone of your voice makes me feel like I'm listening to a press conference at the Stark Industries Expo!"

Lai En laughed and put down the knife and fork in his hand: "Boss, you heard it!"

"Not long ago, you went to Antarctica. Stark Industries held a board meeting to finance the re-hosting of this industrial expo."

“Since you were away, I attended this meeting on your behalf.

This is what Tony Stark's assistant, Virginia Pepper Potts, said at the board meeting, I changed it slightly!

Many directors are actually not willing to spend huge amounts of money on an industrial expo that doesn't seem to make much money.

However, due to the clean energy projects launched by Stark Industries, the current stock price of Stark Industries is almost at its historical high.

All shareholders have made money, so they passed this money-burning project resolution!"

"Boss, at the opening ceremony of this expo tonight, you..."

Tang Song threw the information on the table and waved his hand:

"It's been a while since I last saw Tony Stark. Let's go meet him and see how our Iron Man is doing."

"I'll make the arrangements!" Ryan wiped his mouth, stood up and said something, then asked, "Boss, who do you want to invite as your female companion tonight, Miss Skye or Ms. Fox?"

"Forget it, let them have a good rest. I won't bring them this time!"

Tang Song picked up the tea and took a sip...

… …

John F. Kennedy International Airport!

Located in Idyllwild, Queens, New York City, New York.

It is about 21 kilometers northwest of downtown New York City. It is a federal 4F-level international airport and is known as a federal gateway-level international aviation hub.

Ding Qing, who had just got off the plane, was wearing a floral shirt, shorts, slippers, and a pair of brown sunglasses. He looked like a normal passenger.

He looked at the sun and subconsciously raised his wrist to check.

The empty wrist made him unable to help but curse "Fuck!"

"Girl! What time is it now?"

Ding Qing asked the woman beside him,

Li Xinyu glared at Ding Qing with disgust and pulled up her high-end off-shoulder dress.

She hated the dress, which Ding Qing had someone take her to buy for her at a high-end brand store in Seoul.

Wearing clothes worth tens of millions of won, she felt more and more like a gift.

An expensive dress is more like the gorgeous wrapping of a gift.

"President Ding, please be more respectful! I am also a police officer of the South Korean Metropolitan Police Department after all!"

"Respect!?" Ding Qing grabbed Li Xinyu's dress and pulled it down, exposing her shoulders again.

"Hey, girl, Zicheng is dead but you are still alive. You should be thankful for your pretty face. If you weren't a little useful, I would have sunk you to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish!"

"I think Zicheng must be missing you as his Go teacher!"

"If you don't want anything to happen to your family, just be obedient!"

Li Xinyu looked at Ding Qing with a ferocious expression and was so scared that he didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Li Xinyu is a criminal policeman of the South Korean Metropolitan Police Department and the contact person of Li Zicheng, an undercover agent who infiltrated the Kinmen Group.

Her disguised identity is Li Zicheng's personal Go teacher.

After Li Zicheng's death, his undercover identity was exposed, and Li Xinyu was immediately controlled by Ding Qing's subordinates.

Li Xinyu knew very well how terrifying Ding Qing was, and his words were definitely not a threat. Shi Wu was put into a gasoline barrel in front of her and sank into the sea...

"What time is it now?"

"Ten o'clock!" Li Xinyu looked at the time on the ladies' watch on his wrist and answered honestly in a low voice.

Ding Qing glanced at the agreed place and said, "Oh my god, these guys stood me up!"

"Hello! Are you President Ding Qing?"

Just then, a big white man in a black suit came up from behind Ding Qing and asked him.

"I'm Ding Qing! Are you Mr. Tang's man?"

Ding Qing adjusted his sunglasses and looked at the person in front of him.

The big white man in a black suit, white gloves on his hands and a headset on his ears nodded slightly.

"We were sent by our boss to pick you up. Sorry, President Ding, our car was parked inside the airport. We didn't expect you to leave the airport directly!"

A black Mercedes-Benz drove up from not far away and stopped in front of Ding Qing.

The big white man stepped forward, opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz, bowed slightly, and motioned for the two to get in.

After Ding Qing and Li Xinyu got into the car, the white man closed the door and got into the passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car drove away from the airport.

In the car, Li Xinyu kept looking out the window anxiously, with his hand on the door opening button under the window. He wanted to press it and jump out of the car and escape several times.

Especially when the Mercedes passed by a police car parked on the side of the road, her hand almost pressed down directly.

In the end, Li Xinyu held back. She could escape, but her family was still in the hands of the Kinmen Group.

She couldn't implicate them.

Li Xinyu looked out the window at the New York Avenue with endless traffic, and his face looked a little sad.

Who could have thought that a police officer from the South Korean Metropolitan Police Department would be given as a "gift" by one gang leader to another gang leader.

"Hello, where are we going? Are we going directly to see Mr. Tang?"

Ding Qing's eyes were always paying attention to Li Xinyu's actions. When he saw her hand move the car door button, a sneer flashed across Ding Qing's lips.

He leaned over the front seat and stretched his head to ask the big white man in the passenger seat about the destination.

“No, President Ding, let’s go to the hotel first. The boss won’t have time to see you until tomorrow!”

The white man raised his head, looked at Ding Qing's face in the rearview mirror, and replied.

Hearing the white man's words, Ding Qing's face twisted instantly, and he subconsciously reached out to cover his abdomen.

But he forced a smile on his face, nodded to the white man, and sat back in his chair.

The white man took Ding Qing and the other man to the Four Seasons Hotel in New York.

As one of the most luxurious five-star hotels in New York, look at the towering lobby, marble floors and columns inside.

When he checked into the presidential suite of the hotel, Ding Qing couldn't figure out for a moment whether Mr. Tang from New York valued him or not.

They said they valued him, but left him alone in a hotel. They said they didn't value him, but arranged for them to stay in a presidential suite that cost tens of thousands of dollars a night.

After entering the room and seeing the white man leave, Ding Qing immediately searched the entire room, looking for possible hidden cameras and recording devices.

After making sure the room was safe, Ding Qing rushed directly into the bathroom, ripped open his floral shirt, revealing his abdomen wrapped in gauze.

Looking at the bleeding abdomen, Ding Qing bit off the tip of a needle and endured the severe pain to insert an anti-inflammatory needle.

… … …

"Boss, the people sent to the North Pole are already on their way. There are twelve of them in total, and they are all experts in card soldiers!"

In a black stretched commercial vehicle, Tang Song was flipping through a newspaper while Lai En was sitting diagonally opposite him.

Busy using his laptop to handle the group's affairs.

On the laptop screen, piles of files marked in red and waiting to be processed pop up from time to time.

While Lai En was handling the matter, he also reported to Boss Tang some matters that concerned him.

"Let them follow White Ghost for the time being and cooperate with him to get the information I want!"

"Yes! Boss!"

The two chatted and dealt with work, and soon the car returned from the site to the Tang Manor where Boss Tang lived.

Sloan had been waiting in the living room of the manor for a long time, and with him was a pale girl.

"Boss!" Seeing Tang Song and Lai En coming in, Sloan quickly stood up and greeted them.

Tang Song waved his hand, motioning him to sit down, and walked straight to the main sofa and sat down.

Lai En went straight to the living room and study with his notebook.

The maid beside him quickly brought tea to Tang Song. After asking Tang Song's opinion, she took out a box of cigars inlaid with gemstones from the low table beside him.

Kneeling on the carpet, trim the cigar with cigar tongs, and then slowly burn it with special cigar matches.

The maids in Tang’s manor are no older than 30 years old, and their height and appearance have been carefully selected.

Not to mention that they are all as beautiful as flowers, but they can be called beauties anywhere.

Of course, their salary is not cheap either. They don’t get monthly salary but annual salary.

The annual salary is US$300,000, plus a half-year bonus at the end of the year.

The contracts they signed were all long-term, with the shortest being five years.

Although there are necessary confidentiality agreements and liquidated damages of tens of millions, many people are flocking to this job.

It's not just about money. Many young and beautiful girls come to Tang's Manor to work as maids for reasons other than money.

For these people, if they really became Mr. Tang's lover, they would almost instantly enter the upper class.

Ever since Tang Song came in, Gu Ziyun's innocent eyes have been staring at him.

"Ah, are you the boss here?"

Tang Song raised the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand. The maid handed the processed cigar to Tang Song with both hands.

Tang Song crossed his legs, took a puff of his cigar and blew out a smoke ring.

"Boss? They usually call me boss!"

Tang Song smoked a cigar and looked at the girl in front of him.

Gu Ziyun looked at Tang Song with a look of scum: "Uncle, I don't know how you are going to deal with me!

Imprison me as a toy, kill me, or continue Dr. Bai's experiment?"

Gu Ziyun's tone was indifferent, as if he was asking about someone else's life or death. That calmness made people feel a little creepy.

As an experimental subject, a killing machine cultivated by the organization, what is hidden under the appearance of Gu Ziyun's neighbor girl is really a "monster" as Dr. Bai said!

Tang Song stood up and walked in front of Gu Ziyun, looking down at the little girl who looked up at her without fear.

He reached out and patted her face:

"Deal with you! You've caused me to lose several good shooters. How do you think I should deal with you?"

Without waiting for Gu Ziyun to answer, Tang Song reached out and Sloan beside him handed him a tablet.

Tang Song was swiping the tablet and looking at the information on it.

This is the information Sloan compiled in South Korea about the girl in front of him.

"Gu Ziyun is still in high school,"

Tang Song glanced at Gu Ziyun's slightly childish face and frowned:

"The information says you were adopted by your adoptive parents, but there is no adoption certificate for you. You are not a child picked up from a garbage bin.

Well, but your adoptive parents seem to be nice people, judging from their looks!

Your adoptive mother has Alzheimer's disease, which is difficult to treat!"

As soon as Tang Song's words came out, Gu Ziyun's expression changed instantly, and his eyes were cold and fierce, as if he was a beast forced into a desperate situation.

"Your adoptive parents seem to be your Achilles' heel, and your little bestie has a good personality and is pretty!"

Tang Song seemed not to notice Gu Ziyun's expression as if he wanted to devour someone, and continued to flip through the photos and information on the tablet.

"Let me make a deal. I'll take care of your adoptive mother's Alzheimer's disease. How about you follow me?!"

Tang Song raised his head and extended an invitation with sincerity on his gentle face.

Gu Ziyun had a smile on his face, and stared at Tang Jinyan with his big innocent eyes:

"Uncle, what will happen if I refuse?"

Uncle, when Tang Song heard the name, he stretched out two fingers and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Oh, it's okay. I found some good information from your organization's laboratory. You are a perfect experimental subject. It doesn't matter if you disagree. You can just be a guinea pig!"

Gu Ziyun stared at Tang Song with a pair of innocent eyes. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Well, please take good care of me in the future, uncle!"

… … …

"Ah! Why are you here, you annoying guy?"

In the Tang family manor, after Gu Ziyun dripped blood on a small jade plate and was fed a detoxifying pill, he was led by a maid to a room in the manor.

Gu Ziyun stood at the window, looking at the lotus flowers blooming on the lake outside, a little absent-minded.

A girl in a Gothic maid outfit yawned and walked by the lake with sleepy eyes. When she looked up, she saw Gu Ziyun standing by the window.

"Who are you?"

Gu Ziyun glanced at Zheng Daeun, obviously not having much impression of her.

"Number one!"

Being ignored, Jung Da-eun was so angry that she called out Gu Zi-yoon's former code name in the organization.

This title immediately changed Gu Ziyun's expression. His face was full of smiles, but his eyes were extremely cold. He looked at Zheng Daen as if he was looking at a dead person.

Gu Ziyun jumped out, took a few steps, and came in front of Zheng Daen. He put his hand on her head and was about to push her against the stone pillar of the pavilion beside him.

Gu Ziyun’s speed was very fast, but the poison from the skeleton monster had yet to be cleared away!

Her speed was at least 70% slower than before. Zheng Daen slapped Gu Ziyun's hand with her backhand, and then she attacked again.

Then, without showing any weakness, he raised his black Martin boots and kicked Gu Ziyun in the lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

Gu Ziyun raised his foot and kicked sideways, knocking Zheng Daeun's kicking foot aside, and then kneed Zheng Daeun in the abdomen.

… … …

"Why don't you take care of it!"

In the study room with a view of the entire lake, Tang Song sat by the window sipping tea and watching the two girls fighting.

Selina, wearing a black leather windbreaker, leaned against the window with her hands folded, looking at Tang Song drinking tea leisurely, and couldn't help asking.

"Let the kids fight!"

Tang Song held the teacup and spoke calmly.

"How is it, are you used to living in the manor recently?"

Selina hugged her shoulders, turned around and looked at Tang Song: "It's okay, but sometimes I feel a little confused.

In the past, my goal was to hunt down werewolves, but now that the real murderer who killed my parents is dead, I suddenly don’t know what to do! ”

"If you are really bored, there are a group of people who can be assigned to you!"

Professor Connors recently used Perfect Blood to combine the serums of three types of vampires to create a new type of vampire.

They are not afraid of sunlight or silver, and their strength and speed far exceed those of their peers. In the dark, their strength and speed explode at double the rate, and they even have the ability to transform into a group of bats and fly away.

The perfect night race, this was the comment Professor Connors made on the experimental report submitted to Tang Song.

Currently, a total of sixteen of these hybrid vampires have been bred in the laboratory.

In addition to the four who stayed in the hive to cooperate with the experiment,

Tang Song planned to form a small team with the remaining twelve half-vampires. He even thought of a name for them: Night Demons.

As for the leader of this Night Demon team, the goddess of night in front of them is naturally the best choice.

"I thought you just wanted to sleep with me?"

Selina was a little surprised. After such a long period of contact, she thought she knew the man very well.

He appears gentle on the surface, but he is actually a man with a strong desire for control.

Especially towards women and the forces under his command.

Selina's doubtful look made Tang Song touch his nose.

He waved his hand, and Selina, who was leaning against the window, was pulled into his arms.

A light breeze blew across the lotus pond. Two girls were fighting by the lake. The windows in the distance seemed to be blown by the wind as well, and there were slight shaking and collision sounds.

… … …

At night, the entrance of the newly completed Stark Expo was brightly lit, with people coming and going, news vehicles everywhere, and journalists standing in front of cameras reporting.

Whenever a luxury car drives by, these journalists will call the cameraman to come forward and take pictures.

Many reporters even directly connected to the TV station to start live broadcasts.

In the words of Tony Stark himself, it's like a zoo.

They were like a group of animals being watched.

Today, Tony Stark is in the limelight after his identity as Iron Man was revealed.

Thanks to the clean energy launched by Stark Industries, Stark Industries' stock has been rising and is currently at its historical high.

Therefore, those who received the invitation from Stark Industries were also happy to show their support.

Luxury cars drove into the venue, and several executives of Stark Industries stood in front of the door to greet the guests.

Greeting the big shots entering the venue.

When the silver-white sports car stopped in front of the venue, many media reporters came forward to take pictures. Of course, there were also a few reporters who recognized the owner of the sports car and just asked the photographer to raise the camera symbolically.

The gull-wing door of the silver-white sports car opened, and Tang Song, dressed in a white casual suit, got out of the car, straightened his suit, carried his cane, and walked straight into the venue.

"Hey! Tang! Long time no see!"

Tang Song turned around,

A middle-aged man in an indigo suit and black-framed glasses was greeting him warmly.

"Mr. Hammer!"

Tang Song looked at Justin Hammer who stretched out his hand to him from a distance, and stretched out his hand to greet him.

"Tang, you can just call me Justin. You are also a shareholder of Hammer Industries! According to you Orientals, we are not outsiders!"

"I heard from Mr. Lane that you went on vacation not long ago. How was your rest? You must take care of your health..."

Justin Hammer's attitude towards Tang and Song is very enthusiastic.

He was so enthusiastic that even the girl next to him was a little surprised.

What she didn't know was that it was because of the Italian military arms order that Justin Hammer subcontracted from Boss Tang.

Hammer Industries had enough funds to run the show and became the number one weapons supplier to the Department of Defense after Stark Industries withdrew.

And now Tang Song is also a shareholder of Hammer Industries. Although his ranking is not high, he is indeed a close friend to Justin Hammer.

Especially when he came to his old rival's territory, Justin Hammer felt somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Don, this is Sigrid Beth, my life assistant!"

Justin Hammer introduced his female companion to Tang Song. At the same time, he looked around Tang Song and said in surprise:

"Tang, you didn't bring a female companion?"

Tang Song smiled at him and said, "I came here by myself this time!" Then he extended his hand to his female companion and said hello:

"Nice to meet you, Miss Beth!"

… …

"Stark Industries Expo! Tony Stark is really generous!"

Justin Hammer walked beside Tang Song, greeting several acquaintances passing by from time to time, and whispered to Tang Song about the identities of these people.

"He advertised that he wanted to move all the inventions and creations that promoted industrial development around the world into this museum, so many industrial giants came!"

“With his current status as Iron Man, this museum will definitely attract the attention of the world.

No industrial company will let people feel that their company has no value to the development of world industry! "

"Look, the people from Shishida Industry are here too. Shishida Industry is notorious for not wanting to participate in this kind of activities.

That girl should be the granddaughter of Shishida Shingen!

I saw her when I went to Tokyo, she was with Shishida Shingen! "

Tang Song followed Justin Hammer's gaze and saw a woman in a black business suit walking towards them on the red carpet, surrounded by a group of people.

Black suit jacket, white shirt, and hip skirt.

It is obviously a professional suit, but it has a unique flavor when worn on the tall figure with a perfect body proportion.