Chapter 113: Chitauri Technology and Taran Technology Department

The Taran Technology Department was now widely recruiting heroes and righteous people from all over the world to join.

Olov was silent when he came back.

Because he found that the already small weapons department of Taran Industries had several more departments now, and yet he couldn't say that John had done anything wrong.

"So... you brought these things back?"

Olov was a bit confused, looking at the carts of Chitauri weapons brought back by the Recycling and Cleanup Department.

Even thinking with his fingernail, he knew what these things meant to America.

You know, they could ruthlessly tear up contracts signed with the city government, but John could compete with them to bring those things back.

Besides Stark Industries, only Taran Industries had this kind of face.

"You worked hard, Adrian." John was greeting Adrian, who had driven back.

This man, who was almost bankrupt, successfully pulled himself back from the brink of bankruptcy after joining Taran Industries.

Taran Industries itself is a multi-billion dollar company, and relying on this big tree gave Adrian an extra layer of security.

The materials brought back were all recycled and settled by Taran Industries.

Adrian made a small profit.

Hearing John greet him, he came over with a smile and a flattered expression. "Mr. Wick, thank you so much for giving me this opportunity."

John shrugged. "Ferdinand made a good suggestion. From the perspective of a Boss, refusing it would be a foolish thing."

Adrian was very happy, and his subordinates wouldn't have to face difficulties due to unemployment either.

The fairness he had lost was recovered by Taran Industries for him.

John waved goodbye to him and turned to look at Olov, who had returned from Washington.

"Did you have a happy trip to Washington?"

At the mention of this, Olov showed a smile that everyone understood.

"The harvest was good. We've signed new energy contracts for several cities," Olov said. "That woman from Stark Industries is no pushover either; she also signed contracts."

As soon as this was mentioned, Olov had a lot of complaints.

Those damned capitalists used this method to pressure him out of a lot of money.

He cursed, as if he wasn't one of them.

However, Olov didn't just come back with complaints. He said, "We've developed a bit too quickly this year, John."

He reminded, "Our cash flow is a bit overloaded right now, we need to slow down."

If John were to create a few more departments, and bring in some more talent or machines, Taran might fall into a financial crisis.

John naturally understood this principle.

The two went to the Taran Technology Department.

Inside, besides Ivan, there were a few new people.

These people were highly educated talents transferred from other departments.

In the past, Taran Industries focused on civilian weapons, such as firearms, which led to a severe lack of talent in this area.

The new employees quickly greeted the Boss when they saw him.

Olov was very satisfied with their attitude and nodded reservedly, highlighting the class distinction between employees and the Boss.

When he saw Ivan, Olov's attitude changed, and he greeted Ivan warmly.

"Have you eaten?"

"Haven't eaten? Let's go eat together!"

"A new five-star hotel has opened in Queens."

His enthusiastic demeanor made it seem as if he would willingly lick Ivan's shoes.

After giving Ivan the leather shoes custom-made in Washington, Olov turned around and saw the new employees' expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

He cleared his throat and put on a stern face.

The main job of this department was to research Chitauri technology.

Ivan didn't come often; these novel technologies, aside from the materials, didn't have anything too stunning for him.

That's right, after all, he was a genius like Tony Stark.

Olov was also very interested in the aliens he hadn't seen and started running to the Technology Department all day.

Those weren't trash, but mountains of gold and silver.

Olov was already looking forward to Taran Industries becoming a behemoth like Stark Industries.

***

It was time for Shang-Chi to pay John his rent.

John came in person, pushed open the door and saw Shang-Chi with panda eyes.

He was very curious. "Did you suffer a cultivation deviation or were you simply beaten up?"

Shang-Chi looked tired. Because of the nightmares, he often got distracted, and his grades had dropped significantly.

For this, John disapproved.

"As a student," John said earnestly, "you should learn restraint."

Shang-Chi said nothing.

Shang-Chi talked about his nightmares, and John listened, then touched his forehead.

"Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Shang-Chi was a bit confused.

Was this concern?

But why did his tone sound so strange?... Looking at John's expression again, it was like looking at a hopeless fool.

John was truly curious how Wenwu's personality raised Shang-Chi with this kind of personality.

"When you killed him, what was that person doing?"

"He... was robbing," Shang-Chi hesitated to say.

John sighed. "You killed a scum, a scum who attacked his own countrymen in a time of crisis."

"What are you blaming yourself for?" He couldn't help but shake his head.

If it were Dax, let alone accidentally killing him, that person would be killed by him in minutes even if he knelt down.

It can only be said that a child's heart is still pure.

"He was committing a crime, and you were stopping him from committing a crime. You shouldn't think about having killed someone, but rather, you should think that you saved someone."

"You saved that woman. In the chaos, life is so fragile."

"You killed Chitauri soldiers, preventing evil. You should be proud, not blame yourself."

John stared into Shang-Chi's bewildered eyes and said word by word, "Go wash your face and take a good look at this world."

The confusion in Shang-Chi's eyes gradually disappeared.

Finally, he let out a heavy breath.

It was a feeling of relief, leaving the fear and nightmares.

Seeing that he had recovered, John pulled him, ready to go out.

"Where are we going?" Shang-Chi was very confused.

Having relaxed, he only felt a wave of drowsiness and wanted to go back to bed for a good sleep.

"To your friend's house, of course," John said as if it were the most natural thing.

Shang-Chi was so sleepy, yet he was dragged to Peter's house.

Peter was very happy, and May was also very happy, taking out the clothes she bought in Miami and giving them to John.

"I've always wanted to give them to you, but I didn't have the chance," May said with a happy smile.

John looked at the beach outfit and fell into contemplation.

A red shirt with coconut trees printed on it, plus big green beach shorts.

He nodded with difficulty, trying to convince May that he would wear them someday.

May said she believed him, then turned and pushed John into the bathroom, telling him to change and come out to show her.

John hesitated for a while, then changed into the clothes and walked out.

Peter happily ran out, wanting to invite May to see the London Bridge he had assembled.

As soon as he came out, he saw John's attire, tripped over his own feet, and landed face-first on the ground.

Shang-Chi came out when he heard the commotion. The person who had been drowsy instantly woke up with a start.

The corner of his mouth curled up, about to let out a laugh.

John smiled and said, "I don't mind increasing your rent."

The art of disappearing smiles.

Shang-Chi put on a look of compassion for the world. If he hadn't desperately suppressed the corners of his mouth, people might have thought he was pitying humanity.

Unfortunately, Peter didn't have this awareness.

Seeing John's appearance, he didn't care about the pain and burst out laughing.

The price was that when he pulled May into the room to see the London Bridge, he saw a pile of neatly arranged... building blocks.

His painstaking work of many days had returned to factory settings. He cried out with a 'wah'.

May was also helpless. Why would you do that? Don't you know John holds grudges?

***

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