Waiting for the funds to arrive was both pleasant and agonizing.
Fortunately, Mores went to great lengths to get him out as quickly as possible.
Two hundred million US dollars was already deposited into Nolan's account in just one week.
Seeing the funds arrive, Nolan was in a good mood.
The only thing he was dissatisfied with was the loan agreement he had signed with Mores back then.
Mores actually didn't forget.
Well, it was impossible for him to forget.
In the end, he only received 190 million US dollars.
Nolan decisively signed the share transfer agreements one after another.
Every shareholder who received the contract had a brilliant smile on their face.
After he finished signing the last one.
Mores, who had been smiling the second before, suddenly turned cold.
"Nolan Locke, this is no longer your company, and you are not welcome here now."
"I can give you thirty minutes to pack your personal belongings."
"In thirty minutes, I will be kicking people out."
Nolan wasn't angry.
"I didn't expect that the company my father left me would become someone else's just a few months after his death."
Mores chuckled.
"At least you got 200 million."
"My technology is worth more than that, but never mind."
Nolan stretched.
"Good luck, Mr. Mores."
After saying that, Nolan, with an inscrutable smile, turned and left Locke Technology Company, which was filled with his memories.
Oh, of course.
It's no longer called Locke Technology, but Mores Group.
For this thoughtful action.
Nolan silently gave him a thumbs up.
Before, he had been troubled by what to name the new company.
But now it seemed he could get this familiar name back.
The new Locke Technology Company.
It sounded, well... very good!
Seeing Nolan's strange smile, Mores frowned.
Then he didn't pay attention.
He couldn't wait to call Finland Cooley immediately to inform him of the good news.
Finland Cooley also showed joy upon hearing this.
This would be the largest company controlled by the Irish.
Why did Kingpin make all the gangs wary?
Wasn't it because he not only controlled a powerful force but was also very rich?
This was just the first step for the Irish!
Next, they would use Mores Technology, step by step, to eventually surpass Kingpin.
And even... subdue the entire dark force of Hell's Kitchen.
To become the true underground emperor of New York!
"Mores, take over the company as soon as possible. I hope to figure out quickly how much money we need to plug the current hole."
"You know, for these 200 million US dollars, we already have quite a bit of external debt."
200 million was no small sum.
Perhaps the assets owned by the Irish Gang were far more than this figure.
But wanting to produce it in a short time was definitely not an easy matter.
Assets and available funds were completely different concepts.
"Understood. I can complete the audit in at most half a month."
He hung up the phone.
Mores sat comfortably in the chair that originally belonged to Nolan Locke.
Although this place couldn't overlook New York, the view was still vast.
Just like the future of them, the Irish!
He hadn't been sitting for a few minutes yet.
A person walked in.
"Boss, Simon Phillip submitted his resignation letter and has now left the company."
"Simon? I didn't tell him to leave."
Suddenly, Mores's heart beat faster.
He realized something was wrong.
Nolan Locke decisively signed the agreement, and Simon Phillip left without notice.
He suddenly stood up and said angrily:
"Immediately liquidate the assets overnight, I want the answer within three days!"
That kid Nolan Locke, he couldn't have tricked him, could he?
No, impossible.
He didn't have that ability, nor that scheming mind.
But why did he feel so uneasy?
On the other side.
Nolan had already submitted the name change for the new company, and it had been approved.
Beside him, Jessica Jones's eyes were complex.
"Little Boss, you don't look as simple as I imagined at all."
Nolan scanned Jessica Jones up and down.
"Hey, girl, where did you get the idea that I'm simple?"
Jessica Jones shrugged.
"Okay, I knew it."
She glared at Nolan somewhat gnashing her teeth.
It was this man.
Who took her first time.
The two exchanged a few playful remarks, then Nolan said seriously:
"Be careful recently."
"Behind Mores stands the Irish Gang."
"Once they find out, they will definitely come looking for trouble with me."
"They might even make a move on you."
After speaking, Nolan himself smiled.
"Of course, the possibility is very low."
Jessica Jones rolled up her sleeve and showed Nolan her bicep.
Her figure was very toned.
This was something Nolan had personally experienced.
At the same time, she had some muscles, but didn't appear bulky.
But she was a woman with superpowers.
"If they dare to come looking for trouble with me, I'll let them know how difficult I am to mess with."
"As for you, my Little Boss, do you need me to protect you?"
Saying this, Jessica Jones glanced downwards with a slightly meaningful look.
Nolan's face darkened.
"Small?
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Hey, Jessica, you should have personally experienced it."
Jessica Jones chuckled a few times, then turned and ran away.
Nolan pursed his lips.
What a heartless woman.
But speaking of which.
Women with superpowers are indeed formidable.
Even now, he felt a dull ache in his kidneys.
This won't do.
Must find a way to make myself stronger.
Opening a new company would encounter quite a bit of trouble.
The most troublesome, naturally, was his idea of entering the arms industry.
The arms industry, even on this land, isn't something just anyone can participate in.
To get in, you not only need technology, but also sufficient funds, and of course, most importantly, finding the right connection.
Simon Phillip, as the president of a technology company, actually had some connections.
A few days later, the two met with the other party.
This person wasn't an official figure; he was said to be from the Fisk family.
Nolan didn't know much about this family.
The only Fisk he knew was one person, and that was Kingpin!
But obviously, Kingpin didn't have much of a family.
Of course, this wasn't important; all he wanted was a permit.
Fisk obviously also knew Nolan Locke.
"Mr. Locke, you should know the government's requirements for arms companies. I hope you have at least met the minimum standards."
"Otherwise, even if I wanted to operate, I'm afraid I would be powerless."
Nolan smiled.
"Of course, I can guarantee that our products can fully meet the standards. In fact, I have articulated my concept before."
"If you have some understanding, you should be very clear."
Fisk nodded.
"Indeed, I have heard about it. If that's the case, I think we can reach a cooperation."
Nolan proactively said:
"Ten million after the fact as compensation."
A hint of a smile appeared on Fisk's face.
But soon, he said with a smile:
"I am a businessman. Compared to these ten million, I prefer things that can develop continuously."
"You want shares in my company?"
Nolan's face was a little gloomy.
This company was funded by him alone.
Even Simon Phillip only received a base salary plus commission.
Looking at Nolan's gloomy face, Fisk didn't care at all.
"These are the rules of the game, and no one is an exception, right?"
Nolan looked at Fisk and finally nodded.
He needed someone to submit the materials.
If they went through the normal process, it would take at least three years.
"Okay, I agree."
"But it has to wait until the certification comes through."
"No problem."
Fisk didn't care at all.
No one dared to lie to him.
Looking at the smug Fisk, Nolan's expression was calm.
I hope you can successfully get the shares then.
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