Ben's few words had piqued Coulson's interest.
Now that he was intrigued, Coulson was even a little impatient to chat more with Ben about cars.
Seeing this, Natasha subtly rolled her eyes and let out a soft cough.
As an agent, to be manipulated by such a young kid, wasn't Coulson being too unprofessional?
Coulson snapped back to reality, embarrassed, scratching his sparse hair. He pursed his lips, suppressing his eagerness, and said:
"I thought Primus would continue the influence of the Self-Healing Serum and push forward with biotech."
"The Self-Healing Serum brought me so much profit, and the market isn't even fully tapped yet. Why rush?" Ben retorted.
"So, you really have the technology?" Coulson's eyes lit up.
Ben glanced at his sparse hair and then said, "Yeah, it's very effective for treating baldness. I think it'll sell like hotcakes, don't you think?"
Coulson: ...
The village chief of this Marvel newbie village took a deep breath and said, "Be sure to notify me when you sell it."
At this point, Natasha had nothing more to say.
Because she felt that even Nick Fury might not be able to resist the temptation of hair growth.
Men.
She shook her head helplessly.
Then she heard Pepper clear her throat and ask shyly, "Ahem, Mr. Parker, forgive me for asking, but I'm asking for my assistant. Is there anything that can..."
She gave Ben a look and simultaneously made the shape of two watermelons in the air with her hands.
"You know."
Ben nodded.
It's just...
I understand the principle, but are you sure you're asking for your assistant?
Ben's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Natasha's chest.
This Black Widow was already quite well-endowed; she didn't need a second growth spurt, did she?
Of course, to avoid embarrassing Pepper, he wisely didn't point it out. Instead, he said:
"It's okay, small is also cute."
Pepper: ...
I really want to kill someone!
Afterward, Ben briefly introduced his car concept and the required exhibition area size.
Pepper invited him to see the site.
Thinking he had nothing else to do, Ben agreed.
So, the group prepared to leave.
Ben noticed that while no one was paying attention, Natasha secretly reached out and touched the corner of the table, placing something there.
As expected, it was a camera.
He pretended not to see it but secretly sent a message to Connors on his phone, telling him not to act rashly.
Then, the five of them left together.
The location of the Stark Expo was naturally not in the prime real estate of Manhattan.
Even if Tony had the money to buy Manhattan, tearing down and rebuilding those buildings would take more time.
Moreover, the total area of an expo might reach five or six square kilometers. If it were held in Manhattan, even Wall Street might not be safe.
"Actually, besides you, several other companies are also setting up their venues today," Pepper said to Ben in the car.
Ben nodded.
The more well-known the company, the earlier they received invitations and didn't even need to pay exhibition fees.
As for smaller companies, they might have to pay a huge price to get a spot, with many products crammed into a small, remote venue.
It might not be fair, but that was reality.
About an hour later, they arrived at their destination.
Pepper walked ahead, introducing him, "This is our Stark Industries pavilion, that one is Hammer Industries... This area is all industrial. Because we initially thought Primus was preparing medical technology, we placed you in another area."
Pepper apologized.
Ben didn't care about the location.
It was all the same anywhere. As long as it was far from Hammer Industries, the better. He wanted to reap the benefits without getting involved himself.
The group then went to the biotechnology area, where the undisputed industry leader was the Osborn Corporation.
The Osborn Group's venue was already under construction. Clearly, Norman had received the news earlier than him. In fact, if it weren't for Coulson's request, Pepper wouldn't have even considered getting Primus its own venue.
She had always viewed Primus as a subsidiary of Osborn.
Continuing forward, another group caught Ben's attention.
He pointed at the man in a suit directing workers and asked, "I don't think I've seen this company's logo in New York. Who are they?"
"Life Foundation."
"It's a company from San Francisco. That's Trevor Cole," Natasha said casually, still deep in thought but having already memorized all the participating companies.
"Life Foundation?"
Ben's eyes narrowed.
He knew this organization was always entangled with symbiotes.
Ben naturally didn't want to miss out on symbiote genes. He recalled that in the 5YL non-special edition alien heroes, there was also a shadow of Venom. And Venom, unlike ordinary alien heroes, had the ability to possess hosts.
It was a bit like the bio-green goo.
As he was thinking, Trevor also noticed them. Although Ben wasn't famous yet, Trevor at least recognized Pepper.
He quickly walked over and greeted Pepper from afar:
"Miss Pepper Potts. I didn't expect to see you here."
Life Foundation and Stark Industries were not on the same level. To Trevor, Pepper was an untouchable figure. Meeting her now, there was no reason not to strike up a conversation. If he could get funding from Stark Industries, it would be an unexpected bonus for Life Foundation.
"Hello, Mr. Cole," Pepper said with a perfunctory smile, seemingly not wanting to waste time on Cole. She immediately added, "I'm taking him to the venue."
The implication was clear: excuse me.
But Cole was a bit persistent. His narrow eyes couldn't help but glance at Ben, a look of surprise and confusion on his face. He asked, "And who might this be...?"
"Ben Parker, founder of Primus Technology." Before Pepper could answer, Ben stepped forward and extended his hand to Trevor, his watch emitting a yellow light.
But Trevor didn't immediately shake his hand.
"Primus Technology?"
He first ran the somewhat unfamiliar name through his mind, but his empty head couldn't find anything substantial.
Fortunately, Ben took the initiative to reveal more. "I believe Mr. Cole has heard of the Self-Healing Serum?"
"Ah, the inventor of the Self-Healing Serum! My apologies!"
Upon hearing this, Cole's demeanor changed completely. He grabbed Ben's left hand, and his gaze towards Ben became enthusiastic.
"I am Trevor Cole, founder of Life Foundation. I've always believed the Self-Healing Serum was a brilliant concept because it aligns with my own philosophy..."
Trevor Cole kept talking, while Ben glanced down at his wrist. His watch remained unresponsive.
Now it was Ben's turn to become cold.
He shook off Trevor's hand and said coldly, "Alright, Mr. Cole, we have other matters to attend to."
Ben couldn't wait to wipe his hand with a wet wipe and leave.
No symbiote, and you think you're worthy of talking to me?
Cole didn't react immediately, thinking his initial arrogance had angered Ben. He didn't push further, but a sense of resentment towards Ben immediately arose in his heart.
Damn brat!
Just because he came up with some so-called Self-Healing Serum, he dares to treat me with such an attitude!
He didn't reflect on himself.
Instead of self-reflection, he blamed others.
At this moment, Cole clearly held a grudge against Ben and also against Primus.
In his eyes, Primus was merely a puppet company of Osborn. If not for the Self-Healing Serum, he wouldn't have even heard of it. In the end, even the serum might have been Osborn's masterpiece.
Ben didn't care about Cole's resentment at all.
Honestly, he wished this guy would encounter a symbiote quickly, and then bring Riot or Venom to trouble him.
At that time, he could collect the symbiote's DNA, or even the genes of Knull, the God of Symbiotes!
After all, Knull was a powerful multiversal entity, older than the cosmos itself, and the All-Black the Necrosword, capable of slaughtering gods, was created by him.
Of course, Ben didn't hold out too much hope.
Although Knull is the God of Symbiotes, he himself is not a symbiote, and the connection between him and the symbiotes doesn't come from bloodline.
In reality.
The All-Black the Necrosword was the true progenitor of the symbiotes, and the All-Black originated from Knull's shadow.
After parting ways with Cole, Ben put this minor character out of his mind.
Led by Pepper, he selected the location for his exhibition hall and completed the design plan.
But at the same time, he was also puzzled.
"Miss Potts?"
"It seems Tony Stark hasn't shown his face in a long time?" he asked. "Has something happened?"
Hearing this, Pepper didn't know how to respond.
To be honest, Tony had been more and more indulgent lately, as if he were decaying, spending his days in his armor.
He was like someone who knew there was no tomorrow, fully enjoying the last pleasures he had left.
He was even savoring his remaining days as Iron Man.
But honestly, Pepper, who didn't know Tony's current situation, couldn't understand why he was so self-indulgent.
She had thought Tony was finally getting better, but it seemed that wasn't the case.
On one hand, Pepper was very disappointed in Stark. On the other hand, taking on the CEO position had made her so busy that she didn't have time to look after Tony's life like she used to.
In fact, they hadn't seen each other in a long time, at least two weeks.
The last time they were apart for this long was when Tony was kidnapped in the Middle East. Back then, Tony was in mortal danger, and she was worried sick. Now, Tony was also in mortal danger, yet she knew nothing, her mind completely consumed by work.
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