After agreeing to finalize the cooperation, Luke and Howard had a detailed discussion on some specific issues.
To complete the initial establishment of a mobile communication system.
Strong support from the government was needed.
Next, the public relations team of Stark Industries would meet with the Mayor and various council members to obtain preferential policies and tax exemptions.
It's best to get a few trial runs to see how it works.
To sum it up, this was a massive project.
It would take at least 2 to 3 years for the early industrial layout and urban communication network to be laid, not including the obstruction of the competitor, AT&T.
Howard didn't care about short-term interests. He was more interested in the prospects of the communication industry.
Although the contents in the plan seemed to be ahead of schedule, on reflection, Howard thought it was more like an accurate prediction.
"Considering the anti-monopoly bill. I think the communications business shouldn't be placed under Stark Industries' name."
Howard was cautious, and he proved to be correct.
AT&T, which originally monopolized 80% of the market, was forced to split into more than a dozen subsidiaries under the pressure of the anti-monopoly bill, thus going down.
"You can't ask me to start a company as a Major General. It won't look good."
Luke curled his lips. His mind flashed, saying, "If we have to deal with the anti-monopoly bill, you can send a representative, and I will send another representative to set up a new company together."
Howard gave a crisp snap of his fingers in agreement.
"What's the name of the new company?" He asked.
"SkyNet."
Out of bad taste, Luke came up with such a name.
"Does the name have any other meaning? It looks like you've already thought of it."
Howard frowned. Luke's image became more and more mysterious in his mind.
So much so that this weapons tycoon began to doubt the bullshit rhetoric of going back in time with a time machine.
After all, there had been so many incredible miracles involving the other party.
Before that, no one could have imagined that the war would end in the hands of one person.
"You wouldn't understand if I told you."
Luke shook his head regretfully. Citing movies and stories lose half the fun if the other party didn't know it.
"Well, what are you going to do next? From what I know about you, Luke, you don't seem like a quiet guy."
Howard didn't bother to inquire too deep. Everyone had secrets, so there's no need to get to the bottom of it.
"After the war, Rogers lost his goal, and I was in a void. Why don't you look like you're in any of these situations?"
Luke smiled at this question.
He had so many things to do that he's almost overwhelmed.
Develop S.H.I.E.L.D. to get rid of the constraints of the White House and the military as soon as possible.
Gather the mutants, bring down the Hellfire Club, and get rid of Sebastian Shaw.
Get even with Hydra; how and collect information about the Inhumans to avoid them living on the moon and becoming ticking time bombs.
If he had time, he should take the initiative to go to Karma Taj to talk to the Sorcerer Supreme and confirm whether the other party was hostile.
There were so many things waiting for Luke to deal with or plan, how could he have no goal?
He had always been a man who disliked being passive. Rather than waiting for reality to come to pass, and revel in frustration.
Luke preferred to take the initiative and be fully prepared for anything.
Only in this way could he feel safe as a traverser.
To put it simply, the young Major General had a strong desire for control and wanted to bring all the changes under his control.
In essence, this was somewhat similar to Batman, with countless plans in his head.
They were both suffering from severe persecution paranoia and needed psychological treatment!
"I'm looking forward to the future, Howard. Because it was wonderful!"
Luke replied vaguely.
"Is that so? I think you look like a cheating student who knows the answer and can't wait for the test to start."
Howard's observation ability was quite sharp. He continued, "Back to the topic, I also hope that the Tesseract can stimulate my genius, stimulate my inspiration, and keep me from being so sluggish."
"Addicted to alcohol and women. This life is too boring. It's not the life I'm looking for!"
Howard, who got out of his descent to sage-hood, looked upright. It looked as if he wasn't the one who rolled in the sheets with three beautiful girls a few days ago.
"Trust me; soon, your self-confidence will be shattered by the Tesseract."
Luke gloated.
Studying the Infinity Stones is difficult. Even back then, two famous geniuses in the Marvel world, Tony Stark and Banner Bruce, Iron Man and Hulk, joined forces and spent a lot of time trying to understand the Mind Stone thoroughly, but created Ultron, that 'filial' son.
"We'll see what happens."
Howard himself was full of confidence, but his eyes couldn't hide his tired look.
"In addition, I think you should find a managing CEO. Business management will consume most of your energy, and you can't concentrate on the research."
Luke warned aloud when he saw the other person rubbing his swollen temples, excessively using his brain.
He remembered Iron Man's father; there should be a bald partner who had always been there.
Obadiah Stane, the villain who almost made Stark Industries change its leadership and provided experience value for Iron Man.
"I'm also looking for the right person for the job. I intend to devote 100% of my energy and time to the Tesseract research, and I intend to hand over the management of the company to professionals."
Howard, who held several meetings in succession today, leaned against the wide and comfortable leather seat.
Stark's industry was on the right track, and it only needed to develop steadily step by step. Sooner or later, it could surpass those old military enterprises, so he was ready to devote his thoughts to the places he was more interested in.
For example, studying the Tesseract.
"By the way, where's Rogers? I heard that he has gone through a second transformation and his chest muscles are even stronger than before."
After talking about work, Howard began to chat.
He was also a well-informed person and had long heard about the subsequent events on the European battlefield.
"Steve, he is considering whether to retire honorably and then return to Brooklyn to be an ordinary person. Do you think a super-soldier could adapt to the life of mowing the lawn and watching football games at home?"
Luke shook his glass. He wanted to bring Captain America in and add Howard to form the first generation of the Avengers.
'The world's first superhero band to debut sounds pretty cool, doesn't it?'
However, after the war, there were no decent opponents at all.
He still didn't know where Sebastian Shaw and the Hellfire Club were.
As a villain, Luke was disappointed because that guy didn't have the spirit to make. How any mischief.
As for Hydra, Baron Strucker had disappeared after bringing down the wickedness of the Third Empire.
"With all due respect to Rogers, he never wanted to admit the fact that he was different from the rest of the world."
Howard took out a box of cigars and lit them with long matches. He said, "In fact, super-soldiers like you are essentially different from us."
"Isn't it funny that you can lift a car, punch through steel plates, and still pretend to be normal?"
"Luke, do you know what I admire most about you? As Superman, you never hide, and you don't intend to package yourself as a harmless and benign figure."
"This is the reason why the military is lenient with you. I remember they had planned to hold a hearing to ask you about your suit and other questions, but it ended in vain."
"Because some people said, what if Superman refuses the summons, do we have the means to compel him to submit to the will of the country?"
Luke put down his glass. He had heard Colonel Philips say it.
After the public debut in Berlin, many people were interested in his Kryptonian battle suit, the ability to fly, and the disposable Green Lantern Corpse Disc.
"To be honest, if they do hold a hearing, I will be there on time."
The corners of Luke's mouth pursed slightly and gently said, "I asked Dr. Zola to improve 'Wöden's Blood,' thus gaining more power and being able to get rid of gravity. It makes sense, right?"
"Hydra secretly developed a high-tech battle suit that is extremely bulletproof and can automatically repair itself, right?"
"As for me destroying a bomber group alone in Berlin, most of it is Steve's credit. Those bombers were shot down by him standing on the Eiffel Tower -- it's a pity that you missed it. The scene was spectacular. Captain America was shooting down the planes!"
"You see, there are reasonable explanations for all these problems. Even after I returned to New York, the military arranged to take a blood sample from me, and I didn't resist."
Luke spread out his hands and spoke with a smile on his face, "Am I not cooperating enough?"
Howard narrowed his eyes and asked curiously, "What if the military asks you to hand in your battle suit or participate in the research to replicate the super-soldier?"
"They won't do that."
"Why?"
Welcoming Howard's wondering eyes, Luke frankly said, "Have you heard the story of Gordian Knot?"
"Legend has it that Gordion was the king of Phrygia in ancient Greece. He made a complicated knot on an ox cart he used before and put it in the temple of Zeus, saying that those who can untie this knot would rule the continent."
"Then Alexander the Great cut off the complicated knot with his sword."
The young Major General sitting on the sofa smiled and said, "I learned from this story that if you can't solve a complicated problem, then find the root cause and eliminate the person who raised the problem."
"So, the President, or the legislators, better not give me any problems."
After listening, Howard was speechless.
Fortunately, the congressmen in Capitol Hill weren't stupid enough to cause trouble for the other party.