Hearing Jarvis' reminder to watch the news, Stark quickly shouted to Pepper, "Turn on the TV, Pepper."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Stark."
As soon as the TV was turned on, the local news channel was playing back footage shot by the ground and a helicopter, and then edited together.
As soon as William's supercar drove out of the underground parking lot, it was photographed by reporters waiting outside Caesars Palace.
Then William's car left the hotel, and the scene paused for more than ten seconds and turned to the host, but it was quickly replaced by the scene shot by a helicopter.
On the main road in Las Vegas, everything was normal. Although William kept turning left and right to overtake, his speed always remained at 60 kilometers per hour.
There was no rush at all, which allowed some skilled paparazzi and even live broadcast vehicles to follow easily.
But after about four minutes of driving, we left the main road and entered an out-of-town highway where the number of vehicles was rapidly decreasing.
The supercar that had been running smoothly before suddenly became like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, and its speed increased instantly.
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After a few minutes of getting used to it on the main road, William quickly fell in love with this Raphael supercar.
The car made of gold-titanium alloy is more than 200 kilograms lighter than his previous one77 and Vulcan.
The weight of the entire car is just over 1.2 tons, and Las Vegas is a tourist city after all. In terms of road maintenance, it is much better than other cities in the United States.
So as soon as he left the main city and entered the highway, William stepped on the accelerator, continued to release the accelerator, shifted gears, and stepped on the accelerator again.
With extremely high hand speed, the speed of the car increased instantly. In just 4 seconds, the speed of the car increased from 60 to 200, and he instantly outran the dozens of paparazzi cars following him.
Super sports cars from other car manufacturers usually go from 0 to 100 in 3 to 4 seconds, but from 100 to 200 it takes more than 7 seconds.
So the paparazzi with the best driving skills looked at the red shadow that was getting farther and farther away after just blinking a few times, and looked at his companion sitting in the passenger seat in disbelief.
"God, does William Devonshire fly a plane?"
"I don't know if it's a plane, but I know there is a helicopter in the sky, and it seems it can't keep up with his speed."
After speaking, my companion looked in front of the car and saw few cars before taking out his walkie-talkie.
After unplugging the earphones, a series of exclamations came from the walkie-talkie.
"Damn it, William Devin is still accelerating. God, Steven, you are flying a helicopter not a hot air balloon. If you don't speed up, we will be thrown away by him."
"Fku, bastard, shut up."
The helicopter pilot roared, "Our current speed is already 270, and the maximum speed of this helicopter is only 320. If you let me fly at low altitude and full speed, my pilot license will be revoked, and you are looking for death."
When it came to the careers of colleagues, the reporters who had been arguing were quiet for three seconds.
But looking at the red car getting further and further away, he shouted again, "God, it's only been a few seconds, and that damn car is almost out of my sight."
Doesn’t that mean that William Devonshire’s speed is at least 300 or more?”
"Hell, are you an idiot? Will the speed of 300 make us almost unable to see him?"
The helicopter pilot said God several times in succession and looked at the red car silhouette that had shrunk to the point of being invisible.
He cursed loudly, "Damn it, that madman William Devonshire's current speed is at least 350.
FK, he is a super rich man with hundreds of billions of dollars, but he is so crazy that he can run at F1 speed on the road.
If a pothole or small stone appears, it will overturn and roll hundreds of meters straight away."
Obadiah covered his bald head, then slapped it hard twice, and said with worry on his face, "God, this is too crazy."
"Don't worry, didn't you listen to what Pepper said? That lunatic has arrived at the Falls Stadium safely." Stark kept staring at the red car that disappeared from the screen at a very fast speed on the TV.
I was secretly glad in my heart. If I had made a bet with William before, I would have been beaten to pieces.
Even five minutes after setting off, when William caught up with him and overtook him in an instant, he only had to blink and he would not even be able to see the taillights clearly, and he would be overtaken by someone hundreds of meters away.
The shareholders of the Stark Group in the luxury RV looked at me and I looked at you. They never imagined that a person of William's worth and who seemed to be very peaceful could have such a crazy side.
"This is completely not taking one's own life seriously."
"Do you think he is crazy?"
Stark, who heard Jarvis's guess, shook his head, "I also want to say that he is crazy, otherwise he would not have flown to Mars alone a few years ago.
But there is a voice in my heart telling me that if I really think so, I am crazy."
Seeing everyone looking over, Stark took out his mobile phone, put it on the table and said to Jarvis, "Jarvis, bring up the picture of the car veering off the lane on the straight road."
A beam of light shot out from the mobile phone, and a slightly blurrier picture than the virtual image on William's hand appeared in front of everyone.
In the footage captured by the media, the all-red supercar deviated from the right lane twice and entered the double yellow line in the middle of the road.
When everyone was confused, Jarvis took the initiative to explain, "Mr. Stark, I estimate that Devon Hill's supercar has the function of ultra-long-distance road scanning.
For those who drove on the double yellow line twice, the driving distance back to the right lane was one kilometer. It is likely that the road was in poor condition or there were obstacles such as pebbles very far away.
And because the speed was too fast, it started to deviate from the normal driving road when it was one kilometer away.
If my calculations are correct, the car can scan at least two kilometers of road conditions and provide Mr. Devonshire with the best avoidance route in a very short period of time."
If William heard these words, he would just laugh. He could drive at such a speed not by looking at it with his eyes, but by using his mental power to see through two kilometers.
The speed of 360 per hour is 6 kilometers per minute and 100 meters per second. For William, this speed is more than twice as slow as flying by just his mind without using the Sentinel armor.
It will not affect his eyesight and thinking reaction speed at all.
Even if something goes wrong, the mental power that can lift more than three tons of weight is guaranteed to make the rolling supercar continue running with its tires touching the ground first in a horizontal position that is unbelievable to outsiders and extremely lucky.
After hearing Jarvis's analysis, Stark reminded each other of the supercar from before, but it had an autonomous driving system.
He hurriedly asked, "Is it possible that he didn't drive himself at all, but let the automatic driving system drive?"
Jarvis calculated for a while before replying, "Sorry, sir, there is insufficient information to draw an accurate conclusion."
Obadiah immediately said, "Aren't we on the way to that highway? Wouldn't it be clear if someone took a look at the road conditions?"
Soon the convoy, which was traveling at a speed of 80, began to consciously slow down, and the two leading cars immediately accelerated to check the conditions of those two sections of road according to Jarvis's reminder.
While waiting for the conclusion, shareholders could not help but look at their mobile phones on the table.
Stark knew exactly what these people were thinking and said with a smile, "Virtual imaging technology is not as sci-fi as you think.
Not only have people been developing it for a long time, but many laboratories have already achieved certain results.
Moreover, William demonstrated this technology in some private situations a few years ago. If I still can't figure it out, I won't be Tony Stark."
"Then we..." Before Obadie could finish speaking, Stark shook his head and said helplessly, "The underlying technology of the phablet is basically in the hands of several R&D institutions.
But patents involving flat-panel displays, mobile phone touch, operating systems, virtual imaging, and a series of other technologies have all been registered by William in the past few years.
If we want to enter the mobile phone industry, it's not impossible to remove most of the extremely high-tech technology, but even if it is a low-end phone, the patent fee we have to pay for each mobile phone is at least 270 US dollars.
Nowadays, the price of mobile phones is generally less than 1,000 yuan. It can be said that if we really paid the 270 patent fee, it would probably be equivalent to working for William.
As for the mobile phone I have, it costs at least 100,000 yuan. I don’t know who would buy this product except for rich people like us.”
"What a pity," Obadie and others scratched their heads in regret. "If we had followed up a few years earlier and waited until the mobile phone was launched, our value could have doubled."
"It's nothing to regret," Stark put away his phone and said with a smile, "There are too many good technologies in laboratories across the United States, but they are locked in safes and gathering dust because they cannot be pushed to the market.
The market is not entirely determined by technology, but by customers. If middle-class housewives in the United States say that your product is expensive, impractical, and garbage, then no matter how advanced the technology of this product is, there is a high probability that it will be garbage in the eyes of customers.
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Otherwise, William had developed this kind of mobile phone a few years ago, and you think he didn’t want to put it into the market earlier and make money.”
But after saying this, Stark's heart was bleeding. Technology is really not difficult for him.
If William hadn't appeared, this guy would probably be like in the movie, keeping these technologies in his hands and not taking them out.
But when William took it out, Stark's mentality changed.
Since someone wants to sell a product that he can invent, but is stuck because of the patent, how can he be willing to do so?
It seems that we have to make a fuss about technological monopoly.
He could imagine that the shareholders sitting here were not people from other industries. After decades of business struggles, they were very familiar with how to play tricks within the rules.
Even how to play dirty, Stark is not a novice.
However, the bodyguards who went to check the road conditions first reported that they saw many potholes on those two sections of road.
Immediately I wanted to pour cold water on it, extinguishing all the various methods that everyone thought of.
"Hell, I finally know why those people in Europe don't go to trouble William."
A middle-aged shareholder said in frustration, "We are probably the same as those in Europe. Even if we have the support of the government, we are still people with families and endless money.
Who knows if after offending William to death, he will use his financial advantage to beat the first person who comes forward within the rules?
Or maybe a few years later, when things calm down and no one cares, there will suddenly be a car accident or a plane crash for no reason."
These words immediately brought the atmosphere to a freezing point.
"After all is said and done, we have to negotiate through normal business channels."
Then everyone looked at Obadiah, who had started contacting William a few years ago.
Everyone here knows that when William just came back from Mars a few years ago, this bald man took Justin Hammer to a celebratory cocktail party in London.
He, Hammer and William spent a lot of time chatting together in full view of the public.
"Looking at what I do, do you think that in addition to being responsible for the group's affairs, have I also been involved in other areas of business in the past few years?"
When everyone thought about it, it seems that they really didn't find that Obadiah had any other overt business.
As for the dirty things behind the scenes, no one will make enemies for no reason unless they don’t want to have a mortal enemy with Obadiah, or if the interests are great enough.
Obadie shrugged, took a few puffs of his cigar, and sighed helplessly, "To be honest, I regret it now."
"At the beginning, I thought that Justin Hammer was indeed an idiot who was born in the Hammer family. He pretended to be a grandson but was dismissed with a rifle. But now it seems that I am probably the stupidest one."
Everyone immediately understood what Obadiah meant, and Stark asked curiously, "What request did you make?"
Obadiah's face darkened, "Medical trauma healing equipment is the kind of rapid recovery equipment that is very popular in the sports world.
I have been fighting with him for several years, but he would rather make at least one billion U.S. dollars less in profit every year than let go."
Speaking of this, Obadiah couldn't help but think of the time when he and William went to the desert area to sell weapons.
I know very well in my heart that if you want to make money with William, you must have what he needs, otherwise even if you kneel on the ground and say that you can make an extra billion for him every year, William will not pay attention to you.
But if it were an entire Stark group, with the influence of all of them in the United States, there might be something to be done.
Therefore, Obadiah quickly made up his mind to recruit people to join him.
"Don't expect him to let us get rich with him just for money.
Think about it, Mars is now his private territory, and he has an entire planet's mineral resources at his disposal.
And not to mention Mars, given his wealth in England and Europe, money is no longer the first thing he needs to consider."
"You mean influence?" When everyone heard this, they felt like it. A middle-aged shareholder joked, "If someone can make me a billion dollars a year, even if I kneel on the ground and call him His Majesty, I won't even frown.
brow".
"Then hurry up and kneel down and call me Your Majesty Stark."
Stark rolled his eyes at the person he just spoke of. In the past seven years, he has increased the market value of the group from 100 billion to 300 billion, and he has not seen any reaction from these guys.
Everything seems to be natural, but now for one billion, I want to kneel at William's feet.
"You have the nerve to tell us this, Tony." Obadiah waved his hand to counteract the anger of the previous speaker, looked at Stark and said,
"Except Hans and Richard who joined later, when you took over the company at the age of 21, who among us did not fully support you for your father Howard?
In the years when you said you were going to develop new weapons, none of us would have given you our full support.
But look what you did from the mid-1990s to 2002."
When Obadiah said this, the other eight shareholders nodded immediately.
To be honest, these people are indeed tolerant of Stark. If other companies, even if your father is the founder and you are the major shareholder, they can still drive away Stark.
Of course, the friendship is false. The real situation is that Stark is indeed capable. The weapons produced by one person are stronger than those produced by the company's entire R&D team.
Otherwise, capital will talk to you about friendship, which means you have greater value, or it has not drained you dry.
"This, this".
Stark thought about it, it seemed that at that time, apart from picking up girls and racing cars, he just hung out at various chaotic parties in Los Angeles.
Then he began to fight endlessly with flour. It wasn't until a friend slept in his house and never woke up that this guy completely repented.
Hiding in his home in Malibu, Los Angeles, he couldn't come out. For a few years, it seemed like the whole world had forgotten him.
But Stark is not a calm person by nature.
After my body recovered, I started dating women who posed for covers of sports magazines.
In recent years, the first thing those women who take photos for sports magazines do is send him invitations for coffee through the media.
And as long as he likes someone, he really doesn't care what the outside world says and lets the bodyguard pick him up and drink coffee in the hotel.
He even set a record last year, dating twelve sports magazine cover girls in eleven months.
Therefore, facing the eyes of all shareholders, Stark rarely showed an embarrassed expression.
Seeing Stark in embarrassment, Pepper wanted to help but didn't know what to say.
I have been following Stark for almost six years, and I certainly know the character of my boss.
Fortunately, the scenery outside the car reminded her. She turned around and looked outside the car, and she could already see the stadium logo.
"Boss, we have arrived at the waterfall stadium."
"We're here now?" Stark was stunned, quickly stood up, and pretended to the shareholders, "Now that we're here, it's better for us to separate, lest William see us getting together again and become more vigilant."
Seeing that Stark had no intention of getting out of the car, he looked at people like him with a matter-of-fact expression.
Everyone knew very well that this bastard was driving people away. They couldn't help but think of William's polite appearance. Then looking at the 38-year-old Stark with a cynical expression, they could only shake their heads helplessly and started.
Get off the bus one after another.
After everyone left, Stark lay on the bench and complained, "Hell, can't that bastard William Devonshire just stay in London?"
Little Pepper's mouth curled up, and she thought funnyly, it was a decision you and Obadiah made together to find William to hold the board meeting.
Now that I have been robbed of the limelight, I feel unhappy.
"And people like Obadiah actually started to compare me with William instead of comparing me with William. What does this mean? Do you think I can't compare to that kid?"
After complaining, Stark, who didn't hear Pepper's answer, turned around and saw Pepper's half-smiling expression, which immediately made him unhappy.
But he is not a fool. He is really inferior to William in many aspects. Even if he doesn't want to, at least he has to pretend to be working hard to show shareholders and investors.
"Go and tell Roddy that I will go to the desert with him tomorrow instead of Obadie and personally conduct the test launch of the guidance egg."