New York,
Locke Technology Company.
Conference Room.
"Nolan, you need to make a decision.
Now that Old Locke has passed away, what we need is a Chairman who can save Locke Company, not a child who is constantly immersed in grief."
"That's right, Locke Technology is now facing a major crisis. If we don't have a strong product, in three months at most, after three months, we'll all be out in the cold."
"Nolan, are you listening, Nolan..."
The conference room, large enough to seat sixty or seventy people, was packed, with almost everyone firing at the young man sitting in the Chairman's seat.
Only one old director, with kind eyes and brows, sitting beside the young man, watched this scene with worry.
"Nolan, you need to respond to the directors."
The director said in a low voice.
Finally,
Nolan Locke snapped back from his daze.
He was experiencing memory confusion again.
This had happened to him multiple times since he transmigrated some time ago.
Each time, he would merge with a part of the original host's memory.
Perhaps it was because the original host couldn't bear the pain of losing his father, or perhaps it was because he had been seriously ill.
In any case, he now possessed a soul from another World.
This time, he had inherited all of the original host's memories.
The missing parts of the memory were completely filled in.
His father ran into a robbery and was accidentally shot and killed.
Coupled with the company's downturn, the directors not only had no intention of helping him through the company crisis, but instead, they all started to make things difficult.
Now, he could be said to be facing troubles from both within and without.
"I understand, Uncle Charles."
Nolan came back to his senses.
This old man, who founded the company with his father, was the only person he could trust now.
Their relationship was probably like that between Tony Stark and Obadiah.
Of course, Obadiah was an exception.
Generally speaking, this kind of relationship was quite trustworthy.
Nolan pondered for a moment.
Locke Technology Company, as the name suggests, was a technology-based company.
Although there were some other industries, none of them could have any impact on the main company.
The overly outdated and standardized development meant that the company could no longer keep up with the times.
The most direct problem was that they lacked an excellent flagship product.
According to the current situation, he was very likely to be kicked out of the board of directors, and might even be stripped of his shares and sent packing ignominiously.
Because according to his memory.
In order to get the support of these directors back then.
Old Locke signed a gambling agreement with these people.
Once the company faced a bankruptcy crisis, the gambling agreement would be activated.
He would automatically lose 91% of the shares he owned.
There were still three months before the agreement took effect.
Undoubtedly, the purpose of these directors was to trap him.
To put pressure on him and make him unable to focus on solving the company's crisis.
Anyway, the company was already beyond help.
It would be better to cut losses, seize the Locke family's shares, and then quickly package and sell off everything related to the company.
This way, they could even make a large profit.
This could be said to be an open scheme.
However, Nolan's lips curved up.
System activated
Host: Nolan Locke
Host Rating: Inferior Carbon-Based Lifeform 0
Current Technology Unlocked: Level 0
Mechanical Shop has obtained activation permission
Technology Coins: 334,000
Warehouse Items: None
A brief panel appeared before him.
Looking at the system's evaluation of him, he was speechless.
In front of the system, he didn't even have the qualification to be called a human.
However, as long as it could help him solve the crisis, it didn't matter if the system was a bit harsh.
He could completely accept it.
Looking at the directors who were deliberately making things difficult.
Nolan calmly stroked his chin.
His eyes held a hint of disdain.
This gaze made the directors frown.
"What if I said I could help the company get through the crisis?" Nolan said.
Hearing this, almost everyone laughed.
"Nolan, you should know the current situation of the company.
Anyone can talk big, but you have to actually do it."
A director said with a cold laugh.
The others also looked at him with playful eyes.
It was the expression of someone watching a good show.
They all knew that Nolan Locke was a guy who liked to tinker with research.
But unfortunately, none of the things he researched were practical.
Moreover, what they were facing now was the company's bankruptcy crisis. If this product wasn't good enough, even if it could bring some revenue to the company, it would be futile.
Looking at everyone's eyes, Nolan chuckled softly.
Then he bent down and picked up a large box.
Seeing this box, everyone frowned slightly.
But they weren't worried.
Nolan opened the box, and inside was a huge mechanical arm.
Product Name: Caterpillar P-5000 Work Loader Mech
From the World of "Alien", this cargo mech has several advantages such as simple technology and low cost.
Technology Coins required to purchase the technology package: 8 million
By the way, the so-called Technology Coins are actually US dollars, the system just changed the name.
8 million US dollars was all the funds he could use.
As for the company's shares, unfortunately, before they became a string of numbers in a personal account.
They were really just a string of numbers.
The original Caterpillar P-5000 Work Loader Mech was very large, but for today, Nolan had specially modified it.
What appeared in the end was this bright silver mechanical arm that looked very futuristic at first glance.
He unhurriedly took out the mechanical hand.
That futuristic design really looked a bit intimidating.
However, the directors present were all seasoned veterans.
Want to fool them?
Everyone sneered.
Attaching the mechanical arm, Nolan lifted it with some effort.
This was thanks to his regular exercise.
Otherwise, he would have only been able to do a blueprint demonstration.
Nolan glanced at the layout of the conference room and finally fixed his gaze on the filing cabinet.
Then he walked over.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, Nolan's mechanical arm grabbed a corner, and the flexible mechanical arm gently squeezed.
The steel filing cabinet was directly crushed into a ball by his mechanical arm as if it were paper.
Seeing this scene, everyone was extremely shocked.
This was a real mech!
Even if it was only a part!
Nolan said calmly:
"This is a part of the mech I designed, and the complete concept body has already been produced.
Its cost is only 300,000 US dollars, and it can allow a person to lift five tons of weight.
I named it the K-01 Type Work Mech."
Looking at the many directors who were in shock, Nolan asked calmly:
"Can this mech help the company get through the crisis?"
Gulp...
Nolan clearly heard the sound of swallowing.
A small director said excitedly:
"Of, of course it can, I think this can absolutely become our company's flagship product.
I propose that the next Chairman be taken over by Nolan Locke."
Silence.
The entire conference room fell into a dead silence.
In this meeting, the opinions of those minor directors were not important.
Because they were not the main players.
As for the major shareholders, they were all staring intently at Nolan's mechanical arm.
That flexible mechanical arm couldn't deceive anyone.
Before this, mechs were just a concept.
But now, Nolan had turned it into reality.
This contained enormous profits.
However, they didn't want to share it with this kid, Nolan.
But Nolan didn't know their thoughts.
They just nodded one after another.
With the appearance of the mechanical arm, they no longer had a reason to kick Nolan out.
Looking at the many directors with varying expressions.
Nolan let out a cold snort.
These greedy capitalists.
Then,
With a bang.
The mechanical arm heavily smashed onto the conference table, and the conference table immediately shattered.
Looking at the directors' eyes, which were either angry or frightened.
Nolan turned and left.
This punch was meant to express his dissatisfaction.
At the same time, it was also telling those bastards.
Sometimes, he wasn't that rational!
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