I Am an Editor at Marvel

　　 More than ten days later, the board of directors meeting was held. Tony came to the meeting room early, found a recliner and slanted it by the door, spreading his whole body on it, tilted his legs and watched the directors come in from the door.

　　 "Tony, get up, this is a formal occasion, you have to be a little more formal, respect the directors." Stan saw a smile on Tony's face, and said loudly.

　　 "It's okay, it's okay, we can understand that a capable person can be tolerated, and he is still young." A slightly older director said lightly.

　　The words seem to be explaining for Tony, but it sounds like a satire that Tony is as immature as a kid.

　　According to Tony's usual temper, the director he had been stunned for a long time was speechless, but today he has been quietly waiting for all the directors to be seated.

　　 "Tony, let's talk about any issues. Everyone is very busy. I'll just let me see if you raise issues in the future. Let me sort them out for you." Stan continued with a smile.

　　 Tony rolled over, got up from the recliner, yawned and walked behind the microphone.

　　 "First, the international weapons design and manufacturing department must be closed. I don't want to see anyone secretly delaying the withdrawal of the department."

　　 Stan frowned slightly. What's wrong with Tony? It doesn't usually happen like this. He said twice but Tony didn't answer once, and Tony seemed to be ignoring himself deliberately.

　　 Thinking of this, Stan winked at the opposite person.

"Tony Stark, you have no right to decide the closure of a large department, and the closure of this department will inevitably have a great impact on the company and affect the interests of all shareholders. We must be responsible for everyone, not for you. He’s self-willed and responsible, it’s just a bit of suffering..." The director snapped a lot.

　　 Tony raised his right hand, motioned him to shut up, and then looked around the people on the court, "Second, I propose to establish a new energy department, which I will lead."

　　 Talking about Tony exposing the miniature reactor on his chest, "A reactor of this size can provide 3 billion joules of energy per second, and can maintain the highest output for up to 15 minutes. Any comments?"

　　 Stan started to sweat. I don’t know if it was an illusion. He felt that Tony Stark was a bit of his father Howard Stark, and that the establishment of this energy department would affect his control of the company 100%.

The people on the court stopped talking for a while. Everyone was extremely knowledgeable. They all knew what the instantaneous output power of 3 billion joules per second represented, and Tony belonged to the kind that came out, so it must be hidden. A more advanced kind of person.

　　 From this point of view, this new type of Ministry of Energy seems to be enough to make up for the loss of the closure of the international weapons sector, and even allows the Stark Group to gain a huge advantage in horizontal development.

Stan didn’t look right. The institutional representatives and individual major shareholders he had gathered seemed about to betray, so he hurriedly said, “Tony, the establishment of this kind of department is indeed good news, but setting up a new department is not that simple. more..."

　　 As Stan was talking, Tony walked to him and patted him on the shoulder, then looked at the others, "I'm done, who agrees and who opposes."

　　 Stan narrowed his eyes. It was not an illusion, but he hadn't seen him for half a month. He really saw Howard's shadow from Tony.

　　 "If no one speaks, it will be your approval. I will let Pepper send you the relevant data. Today's meeting is over and you can go."

　　 Tony said so, but when no one moved, he took the lead out of the meeting room.

　　 After two steps, Stan chased him up from behind.

"Tony, I must have no problem with this new department being handed over to you, and it must be the best result, but managing this kind of stuff is always complicated. I'm afraid you will delay too much on it. Time, so I will provide you with some managers."

　　 "It just happens that the International Weapons Department is about to withdraw? How about transferring all the management there?"

　　 While Stan was speaking, Tony didn't turn his head back. Tony didn't turn around until he reached the elevator entrance.

　　 Tony and the charitable Stan looked at each other, and then suddenly laughed, "Mr. Stan, do you know the last name here?"

　　 Stan opened his mouth to explain something.

　　 "The surname here is Stark, not Obadiah since the establishment, so take care of yourself and pay more attention to your body. Don't go to the hospital because of allergies before you finish everything."

　　 Tony said his body was going down the elevator all the way down. In the process, Stan still had an expression on Stan's face that you misunderstood me.

Until the two of them couldn’t see each other at all, Stan went through Sichuan without a teacher and changed his face. With a gloomy face, he picked up the phone and made a call~www.novelmt.com~ promised all that guy’s request, I’ll do it today. To see him onboard. "

　　 Ding~ The elevator reached the floor. At this time, Tony's temperament disappeared. He spent a lot of time studying his father's video yesterday to pretend to be that way. Now there are no audiences, so naturally there is no need to pretend.

　　 "Tony, how is the situation? Has the issue passed?" Pepper hurriedly greeted him.

"Do you still believe your boss's ability? It passed smoothly. From now on, hurry up and find a suitable person." Tony walked in front of Pepper and paused, turned and looked into her eyes, "There is only one request. That means the candidate has no contact with Stan, understand?"

　　 Pepper’s eyes were shining, and she realized today that Tony didn’t know how to control a company and suppress opponents. He was simply too lazy to do that before.

　　 "Understood, but we can't find the right unemployed person so quickly." Pepper said, although Tony said there was only one requirement, she couldn't hire some waste in, so it would be easy for someone to find the tongue and directly change.

"Then dig people, dig from various research institutions, researchers, or management, as long as you meet the requirements, you can spend money!" Tony said very domineeringly. In the future, it will be difficult to maintain the ability to retain money.

　　 Mentioned the research institute, Pepper blinked her eyes, and she remembered that man with a temperament similar to Tony--Jace.

　　 "Tony, have you heard of the Hex Research Institute?" Pepper asked.

　　 "I haven't heard of it. It should be a small organization with no reputation. Don't care about the size of the organization. I will hire people first. When the matter is over, I will be fired." Tony set the tone.