Embraer is on a roll, and no one wants to mess with this increasingly robust behemoth. They can only watch as their country's pharmaceutical market is being eaten up on a large scale.
Pain in the heart ... But do not dare to speak out, good thing they are politicians, otherwise this sense of suffocation is really not ordinary people can endure.
However, the red queen also knows how to share, each market share of occupation are just right, die stuck in the local government's "dead line!"
In addition to the popularity of Ambra, as long as the quality of the medicine is placed there, no one will be stingy with the money in their wallets!
Because this is medicine, a necessity in the life of a human being.
After a few days, the money was turned around and a large amount of foreign currency arrived, far exceeding the amount of medicines sold in the United States itself, allowing the behemoth to show its claws in other areas!
The advertisements were so pervasive that even some uninitiated children could say something about them. For a time, everyone in the biomedical alliance dominated by the Osborne Group was at risk.
Fearing that Embraer's next target would be the field they were in for medicines.
If it wasn't based on the people's survey, it was hard to imagine that there would be such a company in the world that was popular with the people!
National or foreign, this phenomenon has been named the 'Embraer Phenomenon' by senior Wall Street economic analysts.
Of course, it is almost impossible for this model to be replicated.
The technology as well as the luck involved in curing a virus that infected billions of people by saying it was cured ... It's simply going against the grain!
Embraer is still developing steadily, although the momentum of this "steady development" is too strong, but compared to the last few days, it is already much slower.
Under the arrangement of the Red Queen, this newly launched aircraft carrier of the business world has changed from the mode of rampage.
As the big boss behind the scenes, Madsan is now half lying on a boss chair, enjoying her leisure afternoon tea.
Black meow this pure black big cat, like its master, has become unusually lazy, is lying on the table with eyes closed, if not that from time to time flickering cat ears, the red queen really thought it fell asleep to come.
Glancing at the blinking signal light on the tabletop out of the corner of her eye, the Red Queen rolled her eyes and flew to Madsan's ear.
"Master, master~"
... After half a day of no response, the Red Queen clasped her hands to her chest, she didn't believe that with her master's strength she wouldn't be able to hear her shouts!
Pupils reflected in the half lying in the reclining chair Madsan, white forehead was pure black hair shroud, under which there is an eye mask cover, it is said that this can improve the quality of sleep.
Though the Red Queen preferred to believe that it was just her master's side of the story.
"Master! Black Meow spilled your afternoon tea again!"
The loli voice was full of gloating, and it was the most similar tone the Red Queen could imitate.
It was generally the same as what she had imagined, the slender waist limbs of Madsan, who was originally half reclining on a reclining chair, exuding a languid aura, suddenly tensed up and straightened!
The two iconic ponytails drooped down from the chest high, gradually separating the distance from the clothes.
The white and delicate small hand lifted the eye mask upwards, and even the pure black soft and smooth bangs were rolled upwards.
In the end, only a strand of green silk remained, drooping down from the top of the eye mask, like a very unique "nerdy hair!"
The whole pretty face is exposed in the air, under the joint gaze of the golden-colored clock pupils and the deep burgundy eyes ...
Black Meow, who was lying on the table, suddenly felt a "murderous aura!"
His hairs were unnaturally slightly blown up! But it quickly returned to normal, and with its spiritual intelligence, it could already roughly understand what the Red Queen had said to Madoka.
Now, without even opening its vertical pupils, Black Meow wagged its tail and pointed towards the Red Queen!
It was like a straight black pointer! It was precisely aimed at the Red Queen's location!
This time, Lori was moving her body lightly, and Black Meow's tail was also moving slightly, not giving Red Queen a chance to get out of the "range"!
Maniac Three picked up the still warm black tea on the table and took a sip of it, studying magic every day in the mental space and sometimes experimenting with imprinting in reality.
Such a lazy, but not a trace of oppression of the day, almost let Maniac three forget her 'reincarnationist' identity.
But why go through a miserable life when she could enjoy it? It wasn't like she was a big... Stupid... Pussy!
Even if the Lord God ended up issuing her a mission to punch the Exterminator and kick the toaa, it wouldn't affect Madsan's current mood in the slightest.
Besides, that kind of mission wasn't even realistic, okay?
She was just a small salted fish that was about to break through the [Beta] level, and still belonged to the kind of salty that couldn't be salted any more.
In fact, Madoka feels that her breakthrough speed is already fast enough, from "ordinary people" to the current [Alpha] limit, how long has it been?
Even in the previous intact main god space, this kind of 'demon' is not much.
So ... Madsan was rightfully enjoying his current life.
Don't talk to her about heart! That stuff had been ground into residue for every reincarnator who had experienced blood and fire, clinging deeply into the bones of the soul!
...
In mid-air, the Red Queen was still "flying around," and the Black Meow that was lying on the table, with its tail constantly changing direction, seemed like it wouldn't stop as long as Madoka didn't say anything.
The speed of both sides is getting faster and faster! Even Madsan casually glanced.
The rising mist above the cup holding the black tea was dispersed, causing Madsan's willow brows to wrinkle slightly.
In the next instant! The Red Queen stayed honestly over Madsan's shoulder, and the Black Meow retracted its own tail and curled into its arms in an effort to shrink itself into a large black mass!
Setting down the cup, the mist continued to rise, radiating its own heat in the air.
Madsan leaned back in his boss chair, the blindfold removed and casually tossed on the table.
"Say, what is it that you need me to go over?"
"Master, Stark has invited you to a racing competition."
Madoka nestled into the recliner and stretched out, her black skirt all rolled upward quite a bit, and she could vaguely make out the half-exposed black silk inside.
"Where?"
"The F1 Monaco Grand Prix."
"Is that so?" Madsan was noncommittal, a smirk curling the corners of his mouth, "He's really good at this."
The Red Queen flying in mid-air shrugged her shoulders, unconcerned about this, "Master, the capital world's playfulness is beyond your imagination, if you're interested, I can help you marshal the videos of those tycoons' bad taste."
Madsan yawned, lightly covering her small hands, and stood up from the reclining chair.
It took only a few steps to get to the window, the remodeled Stark Tower across the street appeared to be about as tall as Embraer's headquarters from here, and looking down, the humans on the street were like ants.
"Has S.H.I.E.L.D. made contact with Stark yet?"
"There have been a few contacts, and they're still planning to capitalize on Stark's emotions."
"Oh~ then they are really unscrupulous."
"There's a lot more disgusting than that, would you like to conduct a viewing, master?"
"No, promise Stark, I'm not doing anything lately anyway."