Obadiah is the director of the group, and Pepper is the secretary to the president of the group. Both of them are responsible for many things every day.

Tony planned to let the two of them study separately for three months each, which would not have any adverse impact on the group's business.

Tony decided to talk to Obadiah first, while Pepper could sit in the back row.

He wandered to Stark Group, flirted with Obadiah's little secretary for a few words, and then went directly into the director's office.

"Tony? Why are you here? This is a rare thing." Obadiah was also very surprised by his appearance.

"Haha, don't say that, Uncle Obadiah, I am the chairman of the group." Tony smiled and hugged him.

"Yes, the elusive chairman, the chairman who is not seen once a year, the chairman who many newcomers don't know..." Obadiah kept talking.

Tony quickly interrupted his murmuring, "How can there be new people who don't know me? I appear on TV and newspapers every day."

"Yes, but it's not the financial section, nor the technology section, but the entertainment section." Obadiah rang the bell and called his secretary in, and brought coffee to the two of them.

"Tell me, Tony, weren't you on vacation in Saudi Arabia with your little sweetie? Why did you suddenly come back?"

"Oh, Uncle Obadiah, this is outdated news for you. We went to the Maldives two weeks ago."

"Who cares where you go to play? I just want to know, did you come up with any new invention when you suddenly came to my office to harass me?"

"Oh, I have been busy practicing martial arts recently, and there are no new inventions except the strong magnetic armor."

"Strong magnetic armor? Is it a new weapon? Exoskeleton armor?" Obadiah's ears immediately caught the keyword and he became interested.

"Oh, no, it's armor to assist in practicing martial arts. It's useless for people who haven't reached the level of magnetic field rotation."

Obadiah immediately lost interest, "If it's useless, what are you doing here?"

"Don't be so cold, Uncle Obadiah."

"Shit! Tony, I'm very busy at work every day, and I have a meeting soon. You'd better stop talking nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, Uncle Obadiah, have you ever thought about learning martial arts? Become a super soldier like me." Tony said, easily twisting the steel armrests on the seat into a twist.

"I don't need to be a soldier!" Obadiah immediately refused.

"But this can make you healthier and more energetic. Uncle Obadiah, you are not young anymore, your heart is not very good, and various geriatric diseases have appeared one after another, right? But after practicing martial arts, your

The body can regain health, and even the mind can run much faster than ordinary people."

Tony's words touched Obadiah. He thought carefully for a while and nodded: "Okay, you are right, I need a healthier body. I will spare one or two hours every day to practice martial arts. You let that

Someone come over and teach."

"No, no, no, Uncle Obadiah, my master has very strict rules. You must understand Chinese and formally become a disciple before he can teach you. And there is a magnetic field around him to accelerate, which will help increase the speed of cultivation."

"Rules? Tony, these two words came out of your mouth. I'm really surprised. Should I give your teacher a best teacher award?" Obadiah said sarcastically in surprise.

Tony shrugged and did not reply because he had no way of explaining to Obadiah what kind of person Zhan Liu was.

"Uncle Obadiah, my idea is that you take three months off first and concentrate on practicing martial arts, and leave the group's work to Pepper for the time being. After three months, Pepper will also go to the martial arts gym to practice martial arts.

I would like to ask you to take care of her work."

When Obadiah heard this, he immediately became vigilant.

Tony didn't know that the main envoy of his previous attack in Afghanistan was Obadiah, and all relevant personnel were cleared by Obadiah.

Later, because Tony turned into Superboy, thermal weapons were ineffective, so Obadiah had to give up the idea of ​​killing Tony with a borrowed knife and hide his thoughts.

Originally, it had been so long, and he thought Tony would always be kept in the dark, but Tony's words today immediately made him wary again.

He seriously suspected that Tony had noticed some clues, so he wanted to expel him from the board of directors.

The so-called learning martial arts is just an excuse, the real purpose is to take the opportunity to seize power.

The three-month window period is enough for Tony to win over all his cronies or clean them up. By then, he can only be a short-selling director in name only.

Obadiah crossed his arms, leaned forward, stared into Tony's eyes closely, and asked: "Tony, have you heard any rumors?"

"Rumor? What rumor?" Tony was confused.

"Then why did you think of asking me to leave my job?" Obadiah asked aggressively.

"My master has a rule that all registered disciples must achieve electric current push within three months. Otherwise, they will be demoted to students and kicked out of the martial arts gym. Without the magnetic field acceleration around him, if he wants to practice electric push again,

It's very difficult. That's why I hope you can focus on learning martial arts for three months, and then get the official discipleship first." Tony explained in detail.

"No, I will never leave my job!" Obadiah flatly rejected this suggestion.

He stood up suddenly and shouted to Tony excitedly:

"I have worked in this position all my life, and I have dedicated my life to the Stark Group."

"My life, my ideals, everything about me...has been deeply tied to the Stark Group."

"Without me, Stark Group would not have developed to this point!"

"As a result, now you want to drive me away from the Stark Group because of some unconfirmed rumors?"

"Stop dreaming, Tony! I will not leave here, even if I die, I will die in this position!"

Tony looked at Obadiah who suddenly became excited inexplicably, and couldn't figure out where he said the wrong thing, causing him to misunderstand.

"Hey, Uncle Obadiah, don't get me wrong. I have no intention of driving you away. The contribution you have made to the Stark Group is irreplaceable and indelible. You will always be

The pride of Stark Group."

"I just want you to take a long vacation first and get in shape, so that you can live healthier and work more efficiently."

"Ha, do you dislike my low work efficiency?" Obadiah slapped the desk vigorously, "I tell you, Tony, my health is very good, I can continue to work for another twenty years!"

"I don't need a vacation! I don't need to practice martial arts either! Let that bad martial arts gym with its big rules die!"


Chapter completed!