Chapter 1279: ?Buy buy buy
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
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- 2021-01-31 01:05:06
Pim, who was terrified along the way, drove home smoothly, even if he saw someone sitting on the side of the road reading the newspaper, he would wonder if the other person came to kill him.
But no, newspapers are newspapers, and there is no bazooka behind them.
I don't know if Fury was very helpful, or the new director underestimated himself. In short, he relaxed after putting on an Ant-Man uniform in the basement of his home.
"What are you doing?" Janet walked over with a cat, looking at him with a puzzled face: "It's not dark yet, are you planning to go on patrol?"
Pim scratched his head, took her by the hand and sat down, telling Janet what happened today.
"So, are you planning to take me abroad?" Janet looked strange.
"Yes, we are rich, and we can live well anywhere." Pim nodded. He watched TV and was chased by spy agencies. It is a common choice to escape the country incognito.
Janet stretched out her finger and clicked on his head: "Stupid, we are the safest only in the United States. Now come with me and we will register the company."
"Even if I register a company, the registered capital will not exceed 500 million U.S. dollars, and the New York City government will not confront S.H.I.E.L.D. with taxes that have not yet been collected." Capital contends, but after talking with Fury and knowing that the new director has arranged a killer, he is not sure about the role of capital.
When the game develops to the dark side, the rules on the bright side often do not apply.
Janetra led him to the bedroom, took off his pajamas and put on a skirt for going out, probably dressed up a few times and drew light makeup.
"I know this, but it is limited to our capital alone and helpless, but if we set up a company, but if we cross-shareholding with other consortia, things will be different." She probed through the window and looked outside, no What suspicious person was discovered: "If Stark Industries holds our stock, the military will be our backing to a certain extent. If Wilson Corporation holds our stock, then the White House must also consider Wilson's attitude. When Osborne Technology, Hanmer Industries and other companies have entered the game, and we have connected ourselves and the consortium."
"But there is no value if the shares are not in circulation. We have no bargaining chips." Pim frowned, and was a little moved: "Does it depend on the name of my scientist?"
"As long as you say that you have inherited some of Howard's scientific research results, you will have the capital. Now the whole of New York is missing the scientist. The patents for his electric toothbrushes have recently sold for sky-high prices." The tailor's shop has learned a lot: "You have worked with him for so many years, but haven't you learned anything?"
Although the tailor shop has not yet developed to the market, she has inquired about a lot of things in advance and is now more savvy.
Pim covered his head and thought hard, thinking about the intersection between himself and Howard, but after deliberation, he estimated that he only had electronic virtual intelligence technology.
Howard once learned that the United States had a giant robot called a sentinel, so he himself wanted the robot to play with.
Moreover, his design is better than those of the military robots, and the artificial intelligence is directly implemented in one step.
However, the idea was too advanced. Supercomputers are now larger than containers. The robots are designed but cannot carry the appropriate processor units, so the plan was shelved.
Originally Howard planned to wait for the miniaturization of the computer to restart the project, but unfortunately he died, so Pim, a physicist who was the first assistant at the time, became the only person in the world who had studied this.
"Plan Ultron." Pim murmured, "Howard and my robot plan."
Janet didn't know the robot plan, and she didn't understand, as long as she heard that her husband had a license, she pulled Pim out in a daze:
"Now that we have the trump card to persuade others to buy shares, I think Tony Stark must be a little interested in his father's legacy."
Unfortunately, beyond Janet's expectation, Tony seemed to become calmer after the funeral. He insisted that he must first see the artificial intelligence design before discussing the price.
Can't someone come to the door in vain, saying that you have to believe in your father's legacy? Even if it was a procedure, he had to see the special traces of his father to be sure.
Pure programs are not credible, but if the electronic image of artificial intelligence has a coquettish mustache, it means it is genuine.
Is Pim in stock? Of course it is in stock. He immediately plugged the hard drive into the host computer at Stark Industrial Headquarters, then called up the original program on the spot, and started to type on the keyboard frantically to complete most of the missing data, all in his In mind.
A few hours later, the three-dimensional portrait of ai appeared as a green line on the display. At the same time, he activated the loudspeaker to greet the three of them, and Tony nodded.
"Very good thing, I bought it."
Tony has made up his mind, this thing is indeed his father's legacy, and only a genius like him can invent this kind of cross-generation product.
Whether it was 500 million or 1 billion, he bought it.
"Dr. Howard gave up this project before he was alive. I finished her. I named her'Ophelia'." Pim knocked on the keyboard to close ai and unplugged the hard drive: "I won't sell her. , But if we can reach a cooperation, I can write the same ai butler system for you."
"Whatever, just let my father's invention come back to me and just ask for a price." Tony walked to the bar and poured himself a drink, and saw Janet want to hand him a stack of contracts and shook his head quickly: "Put it on the table, Don't hand me anything."
A few days ago, after Tony took over his parents’ belongings from Jarvis, he suffered from this mental illness and felt that it was an unfortunate beginning to take things from others.
Since then, he has been paranoid about not letting others hand him things, and put everything aside, waiting for him to take it.
"All said, it's my work, not your father's." Pim curled his lips, and he found that Tony didn't listen to people.
Janet stepped on him secretly~EbookFREE.me~ and gave him a wink, which meant that the business had been negotiated, so why bother about who contributed more? Wouldn’t it be better for Tony to think it’s all father’s creativity?
Pim wanted to refute like a spine scientist, but he didn't dare to resist Janet's strength, so he could only bow his head silently.
Tony picked up the document and looked at it. As if he hadn't heard what Pim had said before, he shook his head and flipped through the contract, not even caring that Pim Technology was not established at all, but existed on paper.
Reading quickly, signing carelessly, and reached a cooperation.
Since today, Stark Industries has invested 1 billion and held 20 shares of Pim Technology. Tony doesn't care whether it loses or earns.
Father’s invention came back to him. He was just happy. Spending money just made him happy. Otherwise, why do you make money?
He has already thought about it. When Dr. Pim finishes writing this Stark industrial version of ai program, he will name it Jarvis, butler, the best is Jarvis, Tony doesn’t recognize the world at all. There are other butler names on the list that could be more suitable than Jarvis.