Alvin stood at the door of the hospital.

A simple podium obtained from who knows where was placed in front of him, and behind him was a huge "billboard" filled with all kinds of advertisements that looked illegal at first sight.

Looking at the junk piled with microphones in front of him, Alvin glared at Pluto who was bragging to Pepper's bodyguard Brian. This guy is really unreliable.

Ask him to prepare a press conference, and this bastard treats this place as a product display.

The gangsters were forced to wear funny advertising shirts and held hands to form a human wall in front of the reporters who were going crazy.

Steve's girlfriend April was the only reporter who could interview him at close range. She brought her own photographer and stood in front of Alvin.

April glanced at the funny gangsters in a funny way, smiled at Alvin and said, "What is this? Hell's Kitchen Expo?

Do you collect any advertising fees from those guys?

There are not many opportunities for strip bars to be broadcast live in the United States. Gable Clothing, Hell's Kitchen Racing League, Old William Liquor, Pluto's Drug Store...

What is this? ‘Alexei at your service’?”

Seeing April's funny expression, Alvin pinched his nose and looked at her seriously and said: "Beauty, if you use this tone to evaluate the Hell's Kitchen industry, I will accuse you of regional discrimination.

Our rogue lawyers here are no joke!”

April covered her chest and said with a sweet smile: "This place is simply a farce. Why do things that happen in Hell's Kitchen always become so bizarre in the end?

What are those guys thinking? Why did you join gangs before with such business acumen?"

Alvin looked at the poor layout around him with a sad face, glared at the host Pluto again, then glanced at April, gritted his teeth and said: "If I know who came up with the idea, I will kill his shit."

Type it out!"

Pluto shivered inexplicably. He pulled up the advertising shirt on his body. It had the words "Pluto Pharmacy Chain" printed on it, but a smaller marijuana pattern was printed underneath the words.

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After sniffing his nose, Pluto cursed, then took a stack of advertising shirts and said to Brian in a suit: "Man, put it on, it's just today's security uniform.

We will give each of you a reward of 1,000 yuan after the completion.

If you are willing to wear them when you protect Miss Potts or Mr. Stark in the future, how about 1,000 yuan, 1,000 yuan per day?"

Brian stared at the drug dealer with big gold teeth in front of him. He had experienced the characteristics of Hell's Kitchen yesterday, when a group of Chechen robbers tortured him to death.

Now a drug dealer actually wants to advertise for him. This is simply a joke, and it's not funny at all.

Facing Brian's indifferent gaze, Pluto shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then said with a smile: "It is said that you led a group of Chechen robbers to rob the money bank of the drug addict next door last night.

It seems you are not short of money..."

Brian was shocked. He was hijacked by some robbers yesterday. Those guys pointed their AK47 at his head and demanded compensation because their boss was hit by him and suffered a concussion.

In the end, Brian had no choice but to take them to Brooklyn to find a drug bank...

But why did the drug dealer in front of me know this in just a few hours?

You must know that in some cases the consequences of robbing a drug dealer are much more serious than robbing a bank!

Brian glanced around nervously, then stared at Pluto and whispered: "How do you know?"

Pluto proudly grinned his big gold teeth and said with a smile: "You expect a group of Chechen robbers to keep secrets for you?

They spent the night bragging in Old William's bar. Now you have a nice nickname. Do you want to hear it?

Those drug dealers have spread their word, you probably don’t want to know how they will deal with you!”

Brian heard a series of curse words coming out of his mouth. He was also unlucky. He didn't do his job as a bodyguard well, and he got kidnapped and used to be a robber. Now everyone knows about it.

This is how to do?

"What do you mean? Why are you telling me this?"

Pluto patted the advertising shirt in his hand, glanced at Brian's guys, then grinned with his big gold teeth and said with a smile: "Put them on, and then I will deal with those drug dealers for you.

This is the best "price". After all, I, a legitimate businessman, have to negotiate with a group of inhumane drug dealers.

I work so hard, so a little reward isn’t too much, right?”

Alvin looked at his watch and saw that the time was almost up, so he patted the microphone in front of him and said with a smile: "Guys, it looks like you can't wait, so let's get started!"

As he spoke, Alvin looked at the photographer behind April and said with a smile: "Do you need me to shout "start"? Remember to make me look cool in the photo!"

A media reporter who was isolated by the gangster shouted loudly: "Can you tell me how Mr. Stark is doing?"

Alvin smiled and shook his head and said: "You will know when you wait, Miss Pepper Potts, CEO of Stark Group, will announce something soon, which will be enough for you to fill the headlines tomorrow.

Stay patient guys, it’s your big day!”

As he spoke, Alvin turned around and waved, and then saw Pepper walking to the podium with an awkward look on her face, escorted by the advertising bodyguards Baraks and Brian.

Pepper, who was holding a document in her hand, glared at Alvin fiercely. This was the most embarrassing moment in her life. She got drunk at the college graduation party and stayed in the flower bed all night. It was not as bad as it is now.

The president of the most valuable group in the world delivers an important speech standing in the middle of a group of commercial gangs. This is simply a nightmare!

Thinking that his current speech would be played repeatedly in the future, Pepper wanted to stab Alvin.

Glancing at the two unlucky advertising bodyguards next to him again, Pepper walked up to the microphone and said quickly: "Mr. Stark was attacked and suffered extensive burns on his body. He needs to recuperate for a long time now.

As Mr. Stark's fiancée, I have the obligation to take care of him, so I will resign as CEO of Stark Group.

For a long time in the future, Stark Group will be managed by Mr. Alvin Ye.

If you have any questions after that, you can ask Mr. Alvin Ye, he is now the helmsman of Stark Group!"

After speaking, Pepper did not wait for the shocked media to ask questions, and quickly walked into the hospital as if running for her life. She decided to change her appearance and live in seclusion for a period of time. She would not read newspapers, news, or the Internet.

If possible, she would also like to find a lawyer and send a lawyer's letter to all the talk shows in the United States to ask them to forget what happened today, otherwise it will be made into a joke and it will be a joke that will be circulated for decades.

Alvin glanced at Pepper's fleeing figure, walked to the podium with a smile, spread his hands and said, "Okay, you can show your respect to the temporary richest man!"

The reporters in the audience whistled loudly and clapped and cheered. Alvin has been a favorite figure among reporters for some time. He is sincere, humorous and outspoken.

Now that he has become the helmsman of the Stark Group, although the media is a little surprised, it is not offensive.

And reporters who have dealt with Alvin all know that there will definitely be big news breaking in the interview session that is about to begin.

As the closest media broadcast reporter, April followed the previously agreed procedure, walked up to Alvin with a microphone and asked with a serious expression: "As the newly appointed president of Stark Group, do you have any plans?

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Alvin smiled and winked at April, and said with a smile: "I am not a genius like Stark, nor am I a business elite like Miss Potts. My biggest business is a restaurant!

Managing Stark Group is a huge challenge for me!

So I decided to shrink the group's business until Mr. Stark recovers. Well, I plan to temporarily close the "New Energy Plan".

I don't understand this high-end stuff, so I decided to stop it in order to avoid making wrong decisions.

The Stark Group will shelve the development of the "New Element Fusion Reactor" indefinitely until Mr. Stark recovers and takes over the group again, and then decides whether to start over.

After all, we seem to be doing pretty well now, and the electricity bill in New York isn’t too high!”

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"How could he do this? If he does this, the losses suffered by the Stark Group will be extremely huge! Is this Alvin a madman?"

In the living room of a huge manor on Long Island, several aristocratic middle-aged and elderly people gathered together to watch Alvin on TV issuing his first order after taking office in a farce-like press conference.

A senator who often appeared on TV glanced at the obese congressman who was swearing, and said with an indifferent expression: "The Stark Group did not invest a penny in the New Energy Group's project."

The obese congressman covered his face in pain and said: "This is not going to work, how much money have we invested?

Northern Power Grid mortgaged all its assets to banks and loaned out 80 billion U.S. dollars, preparing to completely transform the backward northern power supply system.

What will we do once the Stark Group stops?

The current project is 10% complete, and every day it is stopped, the loss is in the hundreds of millions!

Not only us, but also Southwest Power Grid and Western Power Grid, they all use stock mortgages for loans.

I have a hunch that Wall Street will teach us a profound lesson this afternoon.

Do you think banks that are not controlled by us can tolerate the depreciation of those stocks?"

The senator played with a simple and exquisite cane with a pulpy appearance in both hands. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Our plan must have failed. This Alvin obviously did not act as we expected.

We need to find out whether there is something wrong with us, or whether we underestimated Principal Alvin."

As he spoke, the senator looked at a thin-looking middle-aged white man and said bitterly: "We need to talk to Principal Alvin. After all, we are not mortal enemies."

The fat congressman flapped his ugly cheeks and said, "Maybe we have other options.

We create a little convenience for the vice president. As long as Stark dies in the near future, we will have a chance to gain control of new energy."

The senator looked at the fat congressman as if he were a fool, and said coldly: "How do you get around this Alvin?

The first attack was unsuccessful. Do you think they can succeed if they are given several chances?

The evaluation report on Stark and Alvin's relationship is on your desk. Don't you even have time to take a look at it?

If we get involved and Alvin finds out, can you imagine the consequences?"

The thin white man who received the senator's order looked at everyone present with a calm expression and said: "This is not the end of us. The Stark Group will not stop the new energy plan without limit.

That is Tony Stark's hard work, and he will not let the new energy be buried.
To be continued...