Pim, who was frightened all the way, drove home smoothly. Even if he saw someone sitting on the roadside reading a newspaper, he would wonder if the person was here to kill him.
But no, a newspaper is a newspaper, and there is no rocket launcher hidden behind it.
I don’t know whether Fury was very helpful or the new director underestimated himself, but he finally relaxed after putting on the Ant-Man uniform in the basement of his home.
"What are you doing?" Janet walked over with a cat in her arms and looked at him with a puzzled face: "It's not dark yet, are you planning to go on patrol?"
Pim scratched his head, took her hand and sat down, telling Janet everything that happened today.
"So, you plan to take me abroad?" Janet looked strange.
"Yes, we have money and can live a good life wherever we go." Pim nodded. He had seen it on TV. Being hunted by spy agencies and fleeing the country to remain anonymous was a common choice.
Janet stretched out her finger and tapped on his head: "Stupid, we are safest only in the United States. Come with me now, let's register the company."
"Even if I register a company, the registered capital will not exceed US$500 million, and the New York City government will not compete head-on with SHIELD because of the uncollected tax revenue." Pim thought of using it in the conference room at that time.
Capital resisted, but after talking to Fury and knowing that the new director arranged a killer, he was not sure about the role of capital.
When the game develops to the dark side, the rules on the bright side often no longer apply.
Janet took him to the bedroom, took off her pajamas and put on the skirt for going out. She dressed up a few times and put on light makeup.
"I know this, but that's only if our capital is isolated. But if we set up a company, but if we cross-shareholding with other consortiums, things will be different." She looked outside through the window, but there was nothing.
Found any suspicious people: "If Stark Industries holds our stocks, the military will be our backing to a certain extent. If Wilson Enterprises holds our stocks, then the White House must also consider Wilson's attitude. When
Osborne Technology, Hammer Industries and other companies have entered the industry one after another, and we have connected ourselves with the consortium."
"But if the shares are not tradable, they are worthless. We don't have much leverage." Pim frowned, a little moved: "Do you just rely on my reputation as a scientist?"
"As long as you say that you have inherited some of Howard's scientific research results, you will have capital. Now the whole of New York misses this scientist, and the patents for the electric toothbrush he invented have been sold for sky-high prices recently." Janet has been running her own business over the years.
Tailor shop, but I learned a lot: "You have worked with him for so many years, but you haven't learned anything?"
Although the tailor shop has not yet developed to the point of being listed on the market, she has inquired about a lot of things in advance and is now smarter.
Pim covered his head and thought hard, thinking about the intersection between himself and Howard, but after thinking about it, he probably only had electronic virtual intelligence technology.
Howard once learned that the U.S. military had a giant robot called the Sentinel, so he wanted to play with the robot himself.
Moreover, its design is better than those of the military's robots, and it can directly implement artificial intelligence in one step.
However, the idea was too advanced. Today's supercomputers are larger than shipping containers. The robot was designed but could not be equipped with a suitable processor unit, so the plan was shelved.
Originally, Howard planned to restart the project after the computer was miniaturized. Unfortunately, he died. Then Pym, the physicist who was the first assistant at the time, became the only person in the world who had studied this.
"Project Ultron." Pym muttered, "Howard and my robot project."
Janet didn't know what the robot plan was, and she couldn't understand it either. As long as she heard that her husband did have the cards, she picked up Pim who was in a daze and went out:
"Now we have the trump card to convince others to invest, and I think Tony Stark must be somewhat interested in his father's legacy."
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Unfortunately, to Janet's surprise, Tony seemed to have become much calmer after the funeral. He insisted that he must first see the design of the artificial intelligence before negotiating the price.
Someone can't come to the door with empty words and say that he has his father's inheritance, so he has to believe it, right? Even if it's a procedure, he has to see his father's special traces to be sure.
A simple program cannot be trusted, but if the electronic image of this artificial intelligence has a coquettish mustache, it means it is the real thing.
Does Pym have the goods? Of course there is. He immediately plugged the hard drive into the computer host at the Stark Industries headquarters, then called up the original program on the spot and started typing on the keyboard frantically to complete the missing part.
The data is all in his head.
A few hours later, the AI's three-dimensional avatar appeared as a green line on the display screen, and at the same time the loudspeaker was activated to say hello to the three of them. Tony nodded.
"It's a very nice thing, I bought it."
Tony had already made up his mind that this thing was indeed his father's legacy, and only a genius like him could invent such an era-changing product.
Whether it was 500 million or 1 billion, he bought it.
"Dr. Howard gave up this project before he was alive. It was me who completed her and named her 'Ophelia'." Pim hit the keyboard a few times to turn off the AI and unplugged the hard drive: "I will not sell her."
, but if we can reach cooperation, I can write the same AI housekeeping system for you."
"Whatever, as long as my father's invention comes back to me, just ask for the price." Tony walked to the bar to pour himself a drink. When he saw Janet trying to hand him a stack of contracts, he quickly shook his head: "Put it on the table.
Don't hand me anything."
A few days ago, after Tony took over his parents' belongings from Jarvis, he began to suffer from this kind of mental illness and felt that taking things from other people's hands was an unfortunate beginning.
From then on, he was paranoid about not letting others pass things to him. He put everything aside for him to take.
"As I said, it is my work, not entirely your father's." Pim curled his lips, and he found that Tony was not listening to others.
Janet stepped on him secretly and gave him a wink, which meant that the business was settled, so why care about who contributed more? Wouldn't it be better to let Tony think that this was entirely his father's idea?
Pim wanted to refute like a scientist with integrity, but he did not dare to resist Janet's force and could only bow his head silently.
Tony picked up the document and looked at it, as if he had not heard what Pim said before. He shook his head and flipped through the contract, not even caring that Pim Technology was not established at all, it only existed on paper.
I quickly read through it, signed casually, and reached a cooperation.
From today onwards, Stark Industries will invest one billion and hold 20% of Pym Technology's shares. Tony doesn't care whether he makes a loss or a profit.
His father's invention came back to him. He was just happy. Spend money just to be happy. Otherwise, what's the point of making money?
He has already thought about it. When Dr. Pym finishes writing the Stark Industries version of the AI program, he will name it Jarvis. As a butler, the best one is Jarvis. Tony does not recognize the world at all.
There is no other butler with a more appropriate name than Jarvis.