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Chapter 1355 There is no power armor at all

Chang Wei sat in his slightly messy but high-tech office. There were several documents scattered on the table. The most eye-catching ones were two orders from different agencies - one marked with the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) emblem and the other with the FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation) logo.

However, to Chang Wei, these signs were nothing more than a cover to deceive others.

"Humph, what CIA, what FBI, it's obviously the same old trick of SHIELD."

A disdainful smile appeared on Chang Wei's lips. He knew too well how these intelligence agencies operated.

Although the CIA and FBI play a vital role in intelligence gathering and counter-terrorism operations, they are usually helpless when it comes to high-tech equipment, especially cutting-edge military technology such as power armor.

The research and development and production of this type of equipment has always been the exclusive territory of the military. Even the wealthy CIA and FBI do not dare to easily take food from the military.

Chang Wei's eyes scanned back and forth between the two orders, finally settling on the series of staggering numbers.

Power armor, a super soldier equipment that combines defense, mobility, and firepower support, costs and sells for up to 100 million US dollars per set. Even for the wealthy United States, it is a considerable expense.

However, SHIELD obviously did not care about this. They not only put forward an order request, but also offered extremely attractive conditions: as long as Ares Industries could complete the order ahead of schedule, SHIELD would be willing to pay an additional one million US dollars as a reward for each set of power armor delivered in advance.

“This is not a small amount.”

Chang Wei was calculating the account.

Although one million US dollars may seem insignificant compared to the unit price of one hundred million US dollars, a little bit adds up. If the delivery can be achieved ahead of schedule, the extra income of one million will be a considerable profit.

Especially when the order quantity reaches one hundred sets, the extra bonus is enough for Ares Industries to earn enough money to buy one more set of power armor, which is an irresistible temptation for any company.

The contract signed by Ares Industries with the Ministry of Defense and the military requires the production and delivery of one hundred sets of power armor within three years.

SHIELD's order was also for 100 sets, but the delivery deadline was more urgent, requiring completion within two and a half years.

Such time pressure is a huge challenge for any manufacturer, but for industry giants like Ares Industries, it is also an excellent opportunity to demonstrate its technical strength and production efficiency.

"The reason why SHIELD didn't order too many is also a smart move."

Chang Wei analyzed secretly in his mind.

"They must ensure that they can obtain this batch of equipment as soon as possible to enhance their own strength, while also avoiding excessive capital occupation due to ordering too much at one time. More importantly, they must reserve space for possible new technologies. After all, as the industry leader, Ares Industries always has new breakthroughs every few years, and they don't want the equipment to become outdated as soon as they buy it."

"You bastard, you should take the order from SHIELD first."

Chang Wei made the final decision. Although orders from the military and the Department of Defense were equally important, by comparison, SHIELD's orders were not only more profitable, but could also be converted into the company's cash flow more quickly, which played an immeasurable role in improving the company's overall operational efficiency and market competitiveness.

However, Chang Wei does not sell power armor to strengthen the strength of America and SHIELD.

He was going to cause trouble.

All of this was to pave the way for the White Skull, otherwise it would be meaningless if it would break at the slightest touch. Meanwhile, in the spacious and somewhat deserted conference room, Tony Stark and Obadiah Stane were in a tense atmosphere where one could almost hear a pin drop.

Outside the window, night falls and the city lights twinkle, but they seem unable to illuminate the gloom in this room.

"Obadiah, how could you sign a contract with the Ministry of Defense without my consent?"

There was barely concealed anger in Tony's voice, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table, each tap seeming to emphasize his dissatisfaction.

He never expected that Obadiah had not only acted on his own, but had already sealed the all-important contract.

A series of questions flashed through Tony's mind, the most critical of which was: How could he deliver those power armors that didn't exist at all to the Ministry of Defense?
He couldn't really split the Iron Man suit - the personal equipment he built with his own hands to protect the world - into countless pieces and sell them, right?
Obadiah sat at the other end of the conference table with a faint smile on his face, a smile that was a mixture of confidence and calculation.

"Tony, this is a matter of time. Believe me, even if you haven't solved the mass production problem yet, we can discuss with the Ministry of Defense to postpone the delivery. After all, they have prepared the funds and the deposit has been received. Moreover, Ares Industries has already accepted an order worth 10 billion. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

There was a sense of optimism in his words, as if everything was under control.

Obadiah's eyes were sparkling with a vision for the future and an anticipation for the upcoming glory of Stark Industries.

In his view, power armor will become the next miracle of Stark Industries, allowing the company to gain a firm foothold in the field of technology and even surpass all previous achievements.

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As for the newly emerged competitor, Ares Industries, Obadiah did not take it seriously.

He is well aware of Tony's talent and believes that with Tony's R&D speed and innovation capabilities, Stark Industries will soon be able to launch updated products and leave Ares Industries far behind.

However, Tony's interruption was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the enthusiasm in his heart.

"That's enough! Stan!"

Tony stood up abruptly, his tone filled with unquestionable determination, "From the beginning, there was no such thing as power armor that could be mass-produced! Moreover, I have decided to close the weapons department of Stark Industries!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire conference room seemed to be frozen by an invisible force.

Obadiah's face turned gloomy in an instant, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes, followed by deep confusion and anger.

"What did you say? No power armor? Then what were those things I saw with my own eyes?"

He questioned, his voice shaking slightly with emotion.

Tony took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"What you saw is not a power armor at all. It is just a prototype I put together to deal with an emergency. It is not suitable for mass production, let alone sale to the Ministry of Defense."

(End of this chapter)