Sentinel of American Comics

Sean looked at the eager-looking Hamilton and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This seemingly enthusiastic Watsonton pharmaceutical representative just wanted to betray Osborne and kill a powerful competitor in advance.

On the one hand, he held private talks with himself to try to obtain the secret formula of genetic drugs, and on the other hand, he secretly blocked the launch of Osborne's new drug. If Sean agreed to sell the formula, Watson could be the first to get ALZ-112 approved and put on the market. , by that time, all the efforts made by Osborne will be in vain.

The enthusiasm and compassion of these pharmaceutical companies are nothing but crocodile tears, a disguise used to paralyze prey and make them relax their vigilance. When you show your unprepared state of relaxation, you will be viciously devoured immediately!

If they were really so kind, the cost of medical care in this country would not be so high. Those poor people who can only live on relief funds cannot even enter the hospital. Expensive medicines and medical services prohibit them.

"Those shares are held jointly by Dr. Connors and I," Sean corrected.

Hamilton smiled mysteriously. He thought he had seen the young lucky man clearly, and said in an inflammatory tone: "I noticed that Dr. Connors rarely appeared. He spent most of his time in the laboratory, whether it was for press releases or Yes, you still have to deal with interviews with media reporters, it seems like you are taking care of it."

"Dr. Connors has passed the golden age of a scientist, and you are still young and have a brighter future..." The representative of the medical company is like a Wall Street stockbroker, following the temptations and introducing the prey step by step. trap.

"But... Harry is my friend..." Sean pretended to be unsure, as if he was a little moved, wavering between the boundaries of morality and conscience.

If Hamilton had read Stanislavsky's works, he would probably have discovered that the young man sitting opposite him had an expression that seemed full of hesitation and tangle, but in fact he had no fluctuations in his heart and his eyes were indifferent.

"Sean, this is New York. Everyone is looking for opportunities in this city, but not everyone can succeed." Hamilton leaned on his chair and pointed out with a senior attitude: "Maybe you have more talent than ordinary people. More outstanding talents, but New York has never lacked geniuses, Tony Stark, Reed Richards, they were once brilliant geniuses."

"...But look at the gap between the two of them. One is popular no matter where he goes, while the other is still struggling to find research funds. Is Mr. Richards not as smart as Stark? No, because later Investors rely on Stark Industries, a huge military industry giant that can provide a steady stream of funds and the best scientific research environment!"

Hamilton patted Sean on the shoulder, as if admonishing the young man, and said meaningfully: "There are very few opportunities in life. Once you find them, you must seize them in time. The reputation of a genius is not valuable, at least in New York."

Sean dealt with the Watsonton medical representative casually, and the two sides interacted with each other. Perhaps because of their superb acting skills, the two of them actually had a very good conversation.

From a distance, uninformed people thought that he and Hamilton were good friends who talked happily. Who would have guessed that, in fact, both parties had their own thoughts and hidden agendas.

"You can contact me at any time. Watsonton will definitely give you a satisfactory price. There is a saying on Wall Street that I agree with. Everything in the world can be clearly priced."

Before leaving, Hamilton smiled. He could see that Sean was already moved, but he couldn't let go of his attitude for the time being. He didn't know how many times he had seen this kind of hypocritical person who wanted to gain benefits while pretending to be noble.

At the beginning, everyone spoke of their moral conscience and looked like a resolute defender of justice, but in the end, not everyone succumbed to the magic of money and willingly became a money-making machine for pharmaceutical companies.

"I believe you will make the right choice." Hamilton waved goodbye.

"Of course." Sean nodded and turned around with a disdainful smile on his lips.

The golden light flashed in the young man's eyes. He looked up at the sun that was emitting warm light, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Watsonton Company is preparing to take action against Osborne Industries, which is entering the biomedical industry. Of course, he is the best target to attack. As long as he is willing to privately sell the secret formula to the pharmaceutical company represented by Hamilton, then he is behind Osborne's back. With a heavy stab, this family business, which had finally returned to the right track from the edge of the cliff, would immediately fall into the abyss and end up in a tragic end.

Harry will naturally lose the business empire he built in the hands of his father because of this. From a young and rich CEO of a group, he will fall into the dust and have nothing.

As for what Sean gets?

He will face the prosecution of Osborne Industries and suffer the pitiful end of being ruined and imprisoned. If he expects Watson to stand up and speak for him, he is undoubtedly expecting the sun to rise from the west. Capitalists only have interests in their eyes, and their promises are not at all Can't believe a word of it.

As long as Sean is blinded by temporary benefits and betrays Osborne, Watsonton Company, which has obtained the new drug formula, will definitely turn its back and show no mercy. For these pharmaceutical companies, scientists who do not have a certain say are just making money in their eyes. The only value of a machine is its energy to continuously extract profits.

That's why Sean chose Harry as a partner. Umbrella relied on Osborne Industries to slowly spend its new life and grow rapidly with the help of the other party's energy.

At least he doesn't have to worry about Harry being like those greedy and selfish capital tycoons who are always planning to expel him out of the game and enjoy the rich cake to himself.

"Good people in this world are rewarded with good things."

Sean exhaled. Ever since he defeated the street heroes of Hell's Kitchen and obtained the huge energy from the remains of the dragon bones, he seemed to have entered a new world.

From controlling the energy in his body to driving it with his thoughts and condensing it into substance, he felt that he was making progress every day. The cells in his body became hungrier, absorbing solar radiation and other energy at an increasing rate. accelerate.

Sean clenched his fist slightly, feeling the power of the sentinel in this body, awakening and reviving bit by bit!

"Watsonton Company, the pharmaceutical company that caused big trouble for mutants..."

Sean finally remembered the name Watson. In the original timeline, the leader of this company was particularly hostile to this special group that suffered from discrimination because his son was a mutant, and finally developed a method to suppress mutants. Genetic medicine, even if someone as powerful as Magneto is shot by a weapon loaded with this medicine, he will lose his ability for a period of time and become an ordinary person.

"Maybe I don't have to do it myself."

Sean's eyes flickered. He felt the hazy white light in his mind and his increasingly strong spiritual will. "Maybe I should find time to visit the great Professor Charles."

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