"Who is this?"

In a car that was driving rapidly, McCann, the major shareholder of Osborne Industry, looked through the photos in his hand.

The background of the photo is a bit dark, and the content is also terrifying and disgusting. It is a corpse as unbearable as coke.

"Max Dillon, an electric engineer, a loneliness man, has no friends around him. The grid design he submitted was stolen by us. That guy was like a ball of air. No one cared about him, nor would anyone pay attention to him."

In the driver's seat, a security guard from a secret agency under Osborne Industry replied.

"The people on Wall Street are worried that Harry will take power." McCann threw the photos in his hand. "We need to give him out as soon as possible. Osborne Industry can no longer have a second tyrant. That terrible disease will make Harry's child as stubborn, extreme, and crazy as Norman!"

"Osborne Industry has finally escaped from the control of a lunatic, and we cannot see it usher in a new tyrant."

"We need to be smooth before Harry gets out."

"If the media knows about this accident at this time, our stock price will be affected. This is not the worst, and the worst thing is that Harry may be handed a knife."

"That child is so angry recently."

"Make me a moment to make sure this Mr. Dillon stays in air. I don't want to see any reports about this."

The security guard in black nodded.

McCann picked up the lost photo again and looked at the ugly corpse on it: "This may come in handy in the future."

"Do you want to use this to attack Harry's child? This alone is not enough."

A somewhat sharp female voice rang in the back seat of the car.

"Why not Marsa?" McCann turned his head and looked at the back seat of the car, looking at Marsa Liwen, who is also a shareholder of Osborne Industrial, a middle-aged woman with long brown hair and soft face. "We only need an excuse to attack. As for whether this excuse is big or small, who cares?"

"We can make the novel big enough!"

"Harry's kid is the biggest shareholder, but if we join forces with the Wall Street gang, it is enough to deprive him of his position and power when his foundation is unstable."

"That's best. Harry is still too young after all, and he can't control a giant like Osborne." Marsha nodded, her tone as if an elder was caring for a close relative.

"Okay, it's time for us to talk about the serious business," McCann frowned.

During Norman Osborne's lifetime, McCann was his loyal companion and close friend, but after his death, he was bullying his old friend's only descendant. Although he had been in business for many years and had long tempered his heart, his behavior and the topic he had just started to talk about was not a glorious thing.

"What do you want to say?" Marsha raised her eyebrows in confusion.

"That child from the Storm family," said McCann.

"The little Meng'o who inherited Storm's enterprise?" asked Marsha.

"Yes." McCann said bluntly: "He wants to have a deal with us."

“Where is the transaction content?”

“Super serum project!”

"What?" Marsa's pupils suddenly opened.

"Yes, you heard it right." McCann said affirmatively: "He wants to package and sell super serum projects. It includes research materials without faults, research departments and staff, and orders given to him by the military!"

"That kid is crazy?" Marsha's expression and tone were filled with surprise: "Does he not understand what it means to him, and to the Storm business he is in charge? Can he pass the board?"

"In fact, he did pass." McCann's tone was also full of incredible.

"Oh my God, that prodigal son!" Marsha was silent for a long time, but still couldn't believe it: "Are you sure this is not a trap?"

“I’m very sure.”

"Why did he do this?" Marsha couldn't figure it out.

"There's news." McCann glanced at Marsa quickly, "Do you still remember the serum theft incident in Storm's company?"

"There will always be some news in this kind of thing. I heard that the black market has opened an amazingly high price!" Marsha was a little confused.

"Recently, Storm Enterprise has encountered the same thing again. The sixth generation super serum." McCann's tone was filled with a sense of unstoppable gloom. As an opponent who had been entangled and collided for nearly twenty years, they would be unable to help but feel relieved if the other party suffered any losses: "This means they will lose a lot of money."

"Is this news reliable? Why didn't I hear the wind?" Marsha was also excited. If what McCann said was true, it would undoubtedly become a rare opportunity for Osborne Industry to take off!

Super serum project?

Yes, the full set of information, the entire research department, plus that unfinished order.

These are of immeasurable value!

But in the eyes of Marsa and McCann, the super serum project and that order are an excellent springboard for Osborne Industry! It is a springboard for being able to establish relationships with the military and connect with a certain organization!

Osborne Industry can make up for their shortcomings and shortcomings in the military relationship with this project and order! And use this to promote the military various military research that they have either been beaten back or accumulated over the years!

That's all money!

It is also the cornerstone of Osborne's industrial power expansion again!

I believe that with such an important project in my hand, the military that used to be arrogant to them would become more amiable.

"The news is reliable, and this matter is still a secret for the time being. The news I got from Norman Osborne." McCann said it with confidence.

"I still can't figure it out." Marsha still had suspicion: "Where is his conditions?"

"A expensive price - some money can be offset with some technology. There is also a penalty for overdue orders. Patent sharing." McCann's eyes were filled with a smile: "I heard that the little guy started two large-scale military biochemical weapons research one year since he came to power, and the initial investment was huge! They occupied a large part of the funds of Storm. So now, it's a bit sad to encounter such an unexpected Storm."

Marsha was a little relieved when she heard this, and a smile appeared on her solemn face: "Is it impossible to force herself? But she would rather give up the super serum project than maintain the two newly launched military biochemical weapons research. Wouldn't that child be afraid of falling?"
Chapter completed!