China Entertainment: I am a big boss in the industry

Chapter 659 Traumatic Stress
"I brought your favorite food from New York for you."

After hearing this, Tony, who was sitting on the sofa, saw the pizza box on the wooden coffee table out of the corner of his eye.

It's a super double Big Mac pizza.

Tony really liked it.

"Wow."

Tony opened it and saw the pizza inside, and exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"So your trip to New York went smoothly?"

Tony took a piece of pizza and asked casually.

"Hmm, it's not bad, but I'm sure that if you can go with me, then this trip will be smoother and more perfect."

Tony took a bite of pizza, chewed it, and waved his hand with his cheeks puffed up.

"No, no, no, I won't go."

"Remember? After all, this is what you have been telling me before. I must always keep in mind the words - keep a low profile."

"I am now implementing the four words you told me perfectly."

"Isn't it?"

"I can ensure that I keep a low profile from now on. As for the rest of the business, I'll leave it to you to handle."

Obi was a little speechless and at a loss for words.

"I say this based on the premise that you are often too high-profile in front of the media."

"Please - I'm not talking about my real job, you still have to keep a low profile!"

"Do you know what conference I was attending?"

"That's the Stark Group's shareholders meeting."

"How can it be that you, the head of Stark Group, are not going to attend?"

Obi came over with a glass of wine and opened his hands, his tone full of helplessness.

After saying this, he sat aside and looked at Tony intently.

Tony paused in eating his pizza, seeming a little surprised.

"Oh, is it so."

He sighed.

“It turned out to be such an important meeting.”

"I'm so sorry, Obie, I forgot."

Obi's face was full of the vicissitudes of time.

But he is not too old.

About fifty years old.

The color of the beard is a mixture of black and white.

He squinted his eyes and closely observed this child who he had probably watched grow up before his own eyes.

"When I attended the meeting, they said that your current state should be a traumatic stress reaction, so they all opposed your decision to shut down Stark Group's research and development and production of weapons."

This sentence made Tony feel extremely incredible.

"What?"

“Why are they objecting?”

"Relying on their stupid brains that can only tell the rise and fall of stocks and live by counting dividends?"

Obi: "..."

To be honest, he was also one of the opponents.

But Tony wasn't told.

And Tony's words were already an insult to him as well.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Obi concealed his emotions and spoke earnestly.

"You have to know, Tony, that your decision caused our Stark Group's shares to evaporate by 40 percentage points in two days."

Tony blinked.

"So what? This is a necessary step."

"Even if it's down 40 points now, don't you think I can make back the money with my brain?"

After hearing the number, Little Pepper looked up sensitively.

He corrected her calmly and coldly.

"Let me start by interrupting you and reminding you." "The 40 percentage point figure is not accurate. It should actually be 56.5."

After hearing this, Tony paused for a moment, immediately turned his head, raised his chin, and commented proudly.

"so what."

"I do not care."

“I’ll always make it back”

"Just because I am the controlling shareholder of Stark Group now, I have the right to make any decision."

Obie, who felt that Tony was being unreasonable, called out to him.

"Tony, you can't be so petty."

"You know, although you hold the majority of the controlling stake, the shareholders on the board of directors also have the right to vote against it."

As he spoke, he lowered his head in thought.

He seemed to be thinking about how to convince Tony.

"When I went to the meeting, they were extremely dissatisfied with your decision. They all said that the decision you made was not the best for Stark Group."

"Your nuclear reaction project should not replace the research and development of weapons and become the main project of Stark Group. Do you understand what I mean, Tony?"

Tony didn't understand.

He wiped the corner of his mouth and put down the pizza in his hand.

"No, this is the result of my careful consideration."

"I am responsible for myself and I am responsible for Stark Group."

"I didn't just hold a press conference casually. This is the best follow-up development route I have chosen for Stark Group."

"We'll see."

Pick up the pizza again.

"One day you will all feel that what I am doing now is the right thing to do."

Obi's mouth twitched.

"Tony...I think..."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Tony exerted force with his right hand and picked up the box of pizza. Then he stood up and ate while turning back to say.

"You can sit for a while. I have to go back to the studio first."

Seeing that the person he had waited for so long was about to run away without saying a few words, Obi quickly put the wine glass in his hand on the coffee table, then stood up and called him.

"and many more."

"Tony, don't leave in such a hurry."

"Listen to me carefully, please."

Obi was also helpless about Tony.

"You have to know that I'm busy dealing with the mess you created."

"I can run around for you, clean up your mess and take care of your mess."

"But Tony, I have to tell you seriously."

"You have to give me something helpful so that I can convince those stubborn people for you, right?"

As he spoke, Obi stretched out his finger and poked the metal reaction device in front of Tony.

"Knock down."

There was a crisp sound.

"It would be best if you could improve your nuclear reactor recruitment project, list the data, and draw a blueprint, so that you can challenge them more effectively and prove yourself in front of them."

"I reject."

After hearing this, Tony decisively rejected it.

"I won't do it."

"All the parameters and data of this thing can only be known by me. No one else will know except the dead."

"But Tony, you have to give me a piece of meat so that I can attract those hungry wolves."

"No no no."

Tony still refused, and he was extremely firm on this matter.

"Obi, put away all your thoughts. I told you I won't release the data on this thing."

(End of this chapter)