Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

Coulson shook his head and didn't want to lie. He said very frankly: "I didn't go to the library to check her information. I just checked the information in the database."

"Then go check it now. I'll wait for you here."

Coulson nodded, "I understand, Chief."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Nick Fury stood there hesitating for a moment, then opened Natasha's door. The latter raised her head and yawned lazily, as if she had just woken up.

Leaning against the door.

Nick Fury looked very relaxed, "How was your rest these days?"

Natasha shook her head slightly.

She has been having nightmares these days, and the content of her dreams is no longer about what happened in the red house during those years.

This made her feel somewhat relieved, but also brought up some other emotions.

But fortunately, everything is over.

She managed to escape.

Nick Fury pointed to the room across the street. "What do you think of this woman?"

Natasha knew without even looking that Nick Fury was referring to Ada Wong: "I want to introduce her to S.H.I.E.L.D."

"why?

I have no shortage of agents under my command." Nick Fury looked at Ada Wong with some curiosity. The woman was now sitting on the bed, hugging her knees and crying silently.

All of SHIELD's agents were selected from the best organizations such as the CIA, FBI, etc. Therefore, they only needed to undergo systematic training.

"What you lack is a top agent, just like me." Natasha said confidently: "I have a hunch that she is a good candidate for a top agent. More importantly, she is just like me. Yes, Fisk hates her with gnashing teeth."

"Hmm! This is an attractive option." Nick Fury stopped talking and closed the door silently. Coulson came back at this time, holding a document in his hand with a strange expression.

"what happened?"

"The information... does match!" Coulson handed the copied document to Nick Fury, "That's right, someone retrieved this information not long ago. This is the record of the retrieval."

"Who?"

Nick Fury raised his eyebrows and reached out to take the document.

"Alexander Pierce!"

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"I announce that I will close the arms manufacturing division of Stark Industries..." This sentence was like a bombshell, causing uproar in the entire business world and political arena.

Justin Hammer felt that bad luck should have left him. Now, with Fisker's financial support, most of the factories that were considered burdensome have been closed down. Although he has not yet completed the reorganization of the entire group, in a sense, the Hammer Group has been resurrected.

He is ready to lead the new Hammer Group and make a big splash in the brutal arms market.

But unexpectedly, he didn't have time to do it.

The biggest enemy actually fell down on his own.

Watching the playboy in the wheelchair on TV, Justin couldn't hide the smile on his face. Tony Stark, the once invincible genius, rich man and superhero, now looked a little lonely and tired.

Justin felt an indescribable excitement and pride in his heart. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, and reached out to grab the secretary's hand, pressed her hard into the table, and laughed: "Hahahaha!"

In the United States, the military-industrial complex is very powerful. It is a huge and complex interest group. Because when faced with certain things, all arms dealers will spontaneously come together, twisting their money, connections, and power into a rope to promote the development of a certain thing.

Just like in all kinds of wars, they are the ones fanning the flames from behind, using any means necessary for their own benefit.

And anyone who tries to stand in their way.

They will all be crushed mercilessly.

Including the president whose brain was blown away.

But within the military-industrial complex, no one is convinced by the other. Every arms dealer is eager to become the overlord of the industry and gain more resources and power. If a leader must be chosen, then Stark Industries must be the well-deserved leader. For many years, Stark Industries has always occupied a dominant position with advanced technology and strong strength. And now, Tony Stark is actually going to close the arms department, even if he is mentally ill due to injury or drug abuse.

But as soon as these words came out, Justin could almost imagine that the stock price of Tony Stark Group would plummet tomorrow!

The red phone rang. Only one person could dial this number. Justin's expression immediately became serious. He clamped the secretary's head and answered the phone.

"Mr. Fisk, are you back from Japan?" Justin's tone was full of respect and expectation.

"Yes, thanks for your good wishes. I have returned safely." A steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"You..." Justin hesitated, he didn't know how to express his complicated feelings at the moment. On the one hand, Fisk's return made him feel relieved, as if he had a solid backer. On the other hand, he was worried that Fisk was dissatisfied with him. After all, during the time Fisk was away, he did not complete the reorganization of the group as promised.

Justin took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and continued, "Mr. Fisk, it's great that you're back. I just happened to have something to tell you."

"Well, let's meet and talk, have a family dinner, we are all family now." Fisk said casually, and then suddenly changed the subject: "By the way! Did you see Tony Stark's speech just now?"

"Yes! I saw it. Tony Stark seems to have a brain injury. I'm sure that the stock of Tony Stark Industries will plummet tomorrow.

In fact, it may even drop to a point where it’s worth less than garbage!”

"That's true, but I don't care about stocks or anything like that. What I care about is whether Hammer Group has a possibility to replace Stark Industries and become a world-class arms leader in the future."

When Justin heard this, a greedy look flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have seen the brilliant future of Hammer Industries. That would be his era. He would become a giant in the arms industry, admired and feared by everyone.

Judging from the current situation, Hammer Industries will definitely become a giant in the arms industry in the future. Justin is not a rookie. He has been working in this industry for many years, starting from scratch and working his way up to where he is today. He has confidence and ability, and he has changed his business model, and will no longer be held back by the arms factory.

However, now he wants to get rid of Fisk's control. He didn't have this idea originally, but if he could take advantage of the plunge of Stark Industries and buy and sell stocks, he could raise enough money to repay Fisk in a short period of time. As long as he returns the money to Fisk, he can get rid of his control, right?

People's hearts will change, and at different times, their hearts will turn into different colors.

Justin began to plan his plan in his mind. He wanted to seize this opportunity to realize his ambition. He knew it would not be easy. Fisk was a powerful and mysterious figure who would not let him get rid of his control easily. But he had made up his mind that he would get rid of Fisk's control no matter what the cost.

Fisk hung up the phone, a sneer on his face. His deep eyes revealed a light of insight, and he had long seen through Justin Hammer's sneaky tricks while he was away from New York. It took so long to reorganize the Hammer Group, which really made him dissatisfied. You know, this is not a bankruptcy reorganization, but a capital injection reorganization. There is no need to find money from outside. Fisk's strong funds are enough to make the entire group revitalized in a short period of time.

But Justin deliberately slowed down and secretly hid a lot of things. In Fisk's view, Justin's childish actions were no different from a child playing house. His little calculations, in Fisk's eyes, were just trifles and not worth mentioning at all. Fisk was determined to get the Hammer Group. However, he really didn't like Justin, this ambitious but smart guy.

Therefore, he needs a new white glove that is easy to control. Justine, the eldest daughter of the Hammer Group, is a good choice. She is young, energetic, and easier to be influenced and controlled. That youthful face is filled with visions for the future, which makes Fisk see the potential for plasticity. However, considering his relationship with Justine, Fisk decided not to let Justine disappear from this world quietly. Although Fisk believes that if Justine is allowed to choose, she will definitely choose himself instead of her father, but that is her biological father after all. In order to better win Justine's heart, Fisk decided to spend more effort.

He began to plan his next move, how to cleverly make Justine lose control of the Hammer Group, while at the same time making Justine willingly throw herself into his arms. Fisk knew that this required careful planning and patient waiting, and what he lacked the most was time and means. He was like a patient hunter, waiting for the best time to strike.

The stock plunge of Stark Industries this time is a perfect opportunity. Tony Stark is not an idiot. Although closing the arms department was indeed a hot-headed decision, Stark Industries is not just the arms department that lays golden eggs. He has the only clean and efficient energy technology in the world. That technology is like a dazzling gem, emitting an alluring light. With this, Stark Industries will soon make a comeback.

Those who try to short Stark Industries will all have to jump off the Empire State Building. There is no such thing as personal connections in the financial market. Every year, someone jumps off the Empire State Building on Wall Street, and this time is no exception. In this financial world full of brutal competition and ruthless games, those greedy and blindly confident speculators often pay a heavy price for their misjudgments.

They thought they could make a fortune by taking advantage of the turmoil of Stark Industries, but they didn't know they were falling into a dangerous trap. When they discovered their mistakes, it was too late to save the situation. They could only walk towards the towering Empire State Building in despair and end their lives in a tragic way.

Justin will not die. Fisk will not let him die. He is much luckier than those financiers on Wall Street. Those who blindly take risks in the financial tide often fall into despair and eventually go to destruction because of wrong decisions. But Justin, although his little actions were discovered by Fisk and he showed all kinds of inappropriate behaviors in the process of restructuring Hammer Group, he still has a glimmer of hope.

However, the moment he completely loses in the stock market, everything will change. The Hammer Group will have a new boss. The huge company that was once controlled by Justin will have a new leader.

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on vacation.

Although Garden Middle School has student dormitories, Peter Parker has to go home because there is no one there during school holidays. He was reluctant to go home, but after thinking it over again and again, he still returned to that home.

When Peter Parker opened the door, he saw his aunt in pajamas and an apron, busying around in the kitchen.

Looking at the slender figure, he suddenly felt that his aunt was very strange because he found that May Parker had changed. First of all, her figure became better, as if she had undergone plastic surgery.

May Parker's pajamas were made of silk, and the close-fitting material outlined her exquisite curves. Her long hair was casually tied behind her head, and a few strands of hair fell on her cheeks, adding a bit of lazy sexiness. Her apron was tied around her waist, highlighting her slender waist and plump hips.

Under the nightgown were soft white stockings. Even at home, she had subconsciously put on stockings, as if it had become a habit. The stockings tightly wrapped around her slender legs, slightly shining under the light, adding a mysterious temptation. Her steps were light, and every time she walked, it seemed to have a different rhythm, which attracted people's attention involuntarily.

She turned slightly to reveal a small part of her fair shoulders, and her delicate skin was as soft and smooth as white jade. There was a hint of charm in her eyes, and a confident smile always hung on the corner of her mouth. She seemed to be indifferent to her changes, or she was enjoying this new self.

Peter stood aside. He had never seen his aunt like this before. The once gentle and dignified woman seemed to have disappeared, replaced by the charming yet unfamiliar May Parker. He didn't know how to face such a change, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

Her face is more delicate, and her makeup is light but just right to highlight her facial features. Her eyes are bright and lively, and her lips are slightly upturned with a confident smile. Her neck is slender and her collarbone is clearly visible, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

However, she has become more unrestrained now. Her behavior is less dignified and reserved than before, and more wanton and flamboyant. She will inadvertently reveal a charming look, and her eyes will sometimes flash a teasing light.

Peter Parker certainly knew his aunt, why did she become like this?

Although he can lift several tons.

But there was no way to change my aunt's mind.

"You're back, Parker! Dinner will be ready soon!" May Parker felt relieved when she saw Peter Parker finally came back, but when she turned her head, she finally remembered that she still had a collar around her neck. She pretended not to care and took off the collar, but the sound of the small bell on the collar still caught Peter Parker's attention.

Peter Parker said nothing.

He just walked back to his room quietly.

May Parker's eyes flashed with sadness. She took a deep breath, put the steak on the plate, and turned to walk towards Peter Parker's room, but when she reached the door, she found that it was locked.

"I'm not hungry yet, aunt." Peter's voice came from the room with a hint of dullness.

"Are you resenting me?" May Parker's voice trembled slightly. She leaned against the door, her eyes full of loss.

"No...I'm just your nephew. I have no right to interfere in your life." Peter's tone was helpless and distant.

"Are you talking to me, Peter Parker?" May Parker's voice rose a little.

"Sorry, aunt..." Peter's voice trailed off.

May Parker slowly squatted down, hugged her knees with her hands, tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that her change made Peter confused and uneasy, but she... had no choice.

After a while, May Parker stood up and knocked gently on the door.

"Peter..." Her voice was gentle but firm.

But Peter Parker's voice came from the room: "Aunt, I need time to accept all this. Please give me some time."

May Parker wanted to say something else, but at this moment, a cell phone rang not far away. The crisp ringtone was particularly abrupt in the silent room, instantly breaking the tense and depressing atmosphere.

She almost subconsciously walked over and picked up the phone, and with her fingers trembling slightly, she pressed the answer button. Fisk's voice came from the other side, like a dull thunder exploding in her ears: "Where are you? My life assistant?" May Parker's eyes suddenly became complicated. She subconsciously glanced at Peter Parker's door, and an indescribable guilt and helplessness surged in her heart. She lowered her voice and tried to make her tone sound calm: "Master, I'm taking a day off today."

However, Fisk's tone was extremely overbearing and unquestionable: "Then your vacation is over. Come here right now!" May Parker's heart sank suddenly. Her brain was working rapidly, trying to refuse this unreasonable request. She didn't want to leave Peter at this time. She knew that her change had made Peter confused and sad. She wanted to stay and have a good talk with Peter to explain everything. However, her mouth seemed to be out of control and she had already said: "My master, I will be there soon."

She was like a tamed bitch, only knowing how to respond humbly. Her heart was filled with pain and struggle, and she didn't know why she had become like this, why she succumbed to Fisk's orders so easily.

She wanted to resist and regain her former strong and independent self, but she found herself trapped in an inescapable quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper.

She put down her phone helplessly, took a deep look at Peter's door, and then turned and left...

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Mrs. Osborn looked anxiously at Harry Osborn on the hospital bed.

He was sick. The Osborn family had a very serious genetic disease, which almost made no one in the Osborn family live past the age of fifty, and during the onset of the disease, the body would suffer abnormal pain. Harry Osborn was not able to escape this curse.

Mrs. Osborne held Harry's hand tightly, her eyes full of heartache and worry. She looked at Harry's pale face and expression slightly distorted by pain, and her heart was broken. She wished she could bear this pain for her son, but she was powerless.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the ward, and the faint sounds from various medical instruments seemed to remind people of the seriousness of Harry's condition.