"He must have used illegal means. I want to call the police! Report it to the government. I will sue him for tax evasion to the tax department. I will sue him until he even loses his underwear!" Obadiah shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Do you have any other trump cards?" Norman Osborne's original blazing heart for revenge has cooled down.
The bald head in front of me seems to have no use value.
"Hmph, do you think I'm useless?" Obadiah went a little crazy.
"Where is it? You have been operating in Stark Industries for so many years. You must have your own tricks. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to reveal some inside information?" Norman Osborn said with a smile.
"The entire Stark Industries, except for my people in the leadership, the entire company is my people! He is just a polished commander, so why bother fighting with me!" Obadiah sat up straight.
"And I still have 10% of Stark Industries' shares in my hands. As long as I don't sell them, who can drive me away from Stark Industries?"
"Since he is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust! If you make me angry, no one will feel better!"
"Ginger is still hotter than old. With your words, I feel relieved. When do you think I can treat you?" Norman Osborne asked cautiously.
"Right now, right now, right now, I'm sick of this damn formalin smell in the hospital!" Obadiah yelled.
"Okay, we'll arrange it for you right away." Norman Osborne called
"It's been arranged, please move."
"Boss, I have found the young man named Peter Parker you asked me to look for. He is attending high school at a community college. What are your next instructions?" HAPPY reported to Ye Qingyang in his office.
"Has he shown any special abilities, such as being particularly good at fighting?"
"Boss, you are really clever. This Peter Parker has always been a loser and was often bullied by a football player in his school. I don't know what happened to this kid recently. He actually beat up the guy who often bullied him in public. "HAPPY reported truthfully.
"Go on."
"Another point is that this kid often goes to some underground boxing rings to play matches recently, and he wins every time. This is a bit strange. Although underground black boxing has no technical content, he can fight repeatedly with his thin body. Victory is really incredible!”
"It seems that this little spider has acquired the ability of Spider-Man, and he will soon have friction with the Green Goblin." Ye Qingyang secretly recalled the plot of Spider-Man.
It's nothing more than Spider-Man going to a match and meeting a boxer. Then the boxer robbed the boxing match owner who owed wages. Spider-Man gave way to him, but the boxer accidentally shot and killed Spider-Man. uncle.
Spider-Man fell into immense self-blame, a process that continued until college.
And his beautiful female neighbor Mary Jane also entered the society early and became a singer.
And Spider-Man Peter Parker did not use his super powers to make money, but went to be an unsung hero!
Ye Qingyang is very puzzled by this. You can't even support yourself, why do you think you can replace the police to save others
In the words of the Han Dynasty, if you are poor, you can benefit yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world.
This is a wise saying that countless ancient people have regarded as a guideline. It is normal that this Peter Parker cannot understand it.
After all, his uncle is also a poor man. The poor man's life experience is how to be a poor man. How could he think of raising his child to become a rich man
Crossing classes is not something you can do just by talking about it. You have to find a new way and don't take the usual path.
Look at the Little Green Goblin, look at the Iron Man. Although he inherited his father's inheritance, he still has work, love, and technology all at the same time.
It seems that this little spider needs his own help, and for no other reason than that he has super powers and does no evil. This fact crushes 99% of the people in the world.
And such people can probably only live in movies.
Asking himself, Ye Qingyang thought that he couldn't do it, so he could only hug superheroes like Spider-Man and Superman while shouting 666.
"Don't disturb Little Spider yet. Let's set up a scholarship fund for their school to specifically sponsor those poor students who like to create small inventions." Ye Qingyang thought for a while.
"How much is appropriate?" HAPPY didn't know how to arrange it.
"Just one thousand US dollars a month, more would be bad." Ye Qingyang didn't know much about prices and living standards in the United States.
"Okay boss."
Community High School, Queens, New York.
"How can I win the favor of the beauty next door, Mary Jane?" Peter Parker lay in his small, narrow room distressed.
Opposite the window is the home of his goddess, Mary Jane.
Mary Jane has been beautiful since she was a child, and her ability to attract bees and butterflies is very powerful.
And our Spider-Man is a typical otaku in the United States of America. Apart from making some small inventions, he knows nothing about other fields such as sports and literature.
How can such a boy attract a mature girl who is used to seeing big waves
"Didi"
I remembered a whistle downstairs.
Peter Parker, who gained the power of Spider-Man, stood in front of the window with a single jump, watching the goddess in his heart get into the sports car of some friend and roar away!
"If you want to get rich, build roads first! If you want to chase a beautiful woman, you have to have a car!" Peter Parker could no longer bear the torment in his heart and began to look for advertisements in the Daily Planet.
"Welcome to the underground boxing match in Queens, New York. The first place will receive a bonus of US$3,000!"
It's him!
Peter Parker decided on a way to make money and began to handcraft his first suit of armor.
"Excuse me! The latest news in New York is all here. Take a look around. You can't buy a dollar for a loss. You can't buy a dollar for a scam. The Hulk and the Abomination battle in Brooklyn, New York! The mysterious Iron Man has arrived, and he is suspected of being an alien. !”
A street child was selling newspapers with a pile of newspapers in his arms.
"Hey kid, give me one!"
Ye Qingyang, who was driving a silver Mercedes-Benz SL-Class AMG sports car, rolled down the window.
"Yes, sir"
The newspaper seller handed over a newspaper.
"Here you go, the extra is your tip." Ye Qingyang took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to him.
"Thank you, sir, for your generosity, and I wish you good health and a long life." The boy selling the newspaper bowed repeatedly when he saw the exquisite portrait of Franklin.
"This photography technique is great. It fully demonstrates my elegance, handsomeness, and might!" Ye Qingyang saw himself in the newspaper, dressed in Hellfire armor, with a small Ark reactor on his chest that was particularly dazzling.