American comics: Becoming the god of technology from Osborn

Chapter 43: Mr. Harry, we love you! (Please read! Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Click! Click! Click!

Photographers in the stands kept pressing the shutter to record this crazy scene forever.

Peter also joined in, holding up his camera.

"How many androids will be produced in the first batch? When will the second batch be ready?"

At this time, someone asked Chloe on the stage.

"This batch of more than 4,000 androids will enter the market, but we have added several new android production lines in Brooklyn, and the production capacity has been greatly increased. It is expected that the second batch of androids will be available for sale in a month, and the number and models will be much larger than now."

Then, several people asked questions about the functional differences between different models of bionic humans, and Chloe answered them one by one.

"... Well, I have finished introducing all the information I wanted to introduce. Thank you all for coming to this press conference."

After saying that, Chloe retreated to the stage, and the guests in the venue left the scene one by one with excitement.

Only a few people did not leave immediately. They sat quietly there and stood up only after almost everyone had left.

The direction they were heading was not towards the exit of the venue, but towards Chloe, who was instructing other bionic employees to clean up the scene after stepping down from the stage.

"What can I do for you, sirs?"

Chloe noticed several figures walking towards her, she turned around and took a closer look, and found that they were all wearing military uniforms, led by a black colonel.

"Hello, Miss Chloe, I'm James Rhodes from the Weapons Development Department. May I ask if your boss, Mr. Harry Osborn, is available now? We want to talk to him."

Rod introduced himself in a businesslike manner.

"Hello, Colonel Rhodes, please allow me to make a statement first."

Chloe closed her eyes, her LED light flashed frequently, then she opened her eyes and made a please gesture.

"The boss agrees to meet with you. Please follow me."

Rhode looked at the people around him in surprise. They had never seen such a communication method before. It was both fast and secret. If it was used on the battlefield...

It turned out to be the right decision this time.

Rhodes nodded secretly in his heart and followed Chloe out of the venue.

At the same time, the full video of the press conference was also released, which caused a huge uproar on the Internet at the fastest speed.

"Oh my god! Is the price of this bionic man really a joke? It's several times cheaper than I thought!"

"It will go on sale at noon tomorrow. That's great. I finally don't have to stay up late at 3 a.m. to buy it. The Osborne Group is really the most conscientious company in the world!"

"Back then, some people doubted that Harry Osborn was so young and might not be able to run such a large group. Now it is proven that he not only has the ability, but also has a noble character worthy of admiration! He is completely different from those profit-seeking capitalists!"

"Exactly. I can't help but think of a lipstick seller. The cost of a box is only a few dollars, but he dares to sell it for 79! His treasure is ten times the profit. They don't make as much as robbing a bank. The cheapest bionic man of the Osborne Group is only sold for less than US dollars. I'm afraid he is selling it at a loss!"

"This is an entrepreneur who truly embodies the spirit of the American Dream! Companies like Roxon Stackhammer Industries should all learn from him!"

"If you don't buy a bionic man, you don't deserve to be an American!"

"Chairman Harry, we love you!"
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"Parker!!! Is that how you take pictures?"

As soon as the Daily Bugle team walked out of the Osborne Building, Jameson couldn't wait to take Peter's camera to see what good shots he had taken.

After just a few seconds of looking, Jameson gave Peter a dark look.

"Look at what you took pictures of? Well, you haven't taken many good pictures since you started taking Spider-Man, but today's pictures are worse than those! How do you want me to publish pictures like this in the newspaper?" Facing the angry Jameson, Peter blushed in embarrassment.

In fact, the photos taken by Peter are not as bad as Jameson said. Although he does not know professional techniques, at least his hands are steady enough and his reaction speed is far beyond that of ordinary people. He can often capture many fleeting close-ups.

Therefore, the photos he took were like those taken by a lucky amateur who accidentally captured some beautiful scenery.

To put it in a good way, you can easily find a lot of problems with it. To put it in a bad way, this is really not something that most people can capture if they want to.

But given Jameson's personality, how could he possibly say anything to praise Peter? Of course he would only find faults and not mention his strengths.

"I'm sorry, I will definitely take better pictures next time. Let's separate here. My home is in the other direction."

Seeing Jameson's expression, he probably wouldn't pay Peter. He sighed in his heart, took back the camera and prepared to say goodbye to Jameson and others.

"Wait! If you don't give me the photo, what will happen to my front-page article tomorrow?"

Jameson quickly stopped Peter and said with a straight face, "The quality of your photos is too poor. Considering the large number of photos, I can only give you two hundred dollars as a reward."

As he spoke, he pulled out ten twenty-dollar bills from his wallet and handed them to Peter.

Peter looked at Jameson, then looked down at the money in his hand, and the expression on his face turned from gloomy to bright.

"Thank you, Mr. Jameson, I'll have more pictures of Spider-Man for you!"

"That depends on the quality of your photos. If they're still like the ones you took today, I won't give you a dime!"

Jameson snorted and led the team back to the Daily Bugle. They would not be able to rest until late today.

J. Jonah Jameson, he's actually a good guy. He'd be perfect if he didn't fight Spider-Man every day...

Peter looked at the backs of Jameson and others for a long time.

"What are you looking at so intently? Your new girlfriend?"

Just then, a female voice suddenly sounded behind Peter.

Hearing this voice, Peter's whole body trembled and his pupils contracted suddenly.

"Hey, long time no see, Gwen."

He turned around, smiled calmly, and greeted the blonde girl in front of him.

"I don't have a new girlfriend."

"Yes, I know, Peter, that was your boss, I saw him just now, although I don't know why you kept staring at him for so long after they left."

Gwen smiled mischievously.

"I remember you went to London to recuperate. When did you come back?"

Peter asked.

"Some time ago, that doesn't matter anymore. You definitely don't know who I work with now."

Gwen said mysteriously.

"Who?"

"Dr. Otto Octavius."

(End of this chapter)