Wesley wondered if he could recruit Hank Pym into the Avengers, but that didn't seem to be easy. The old man wasn't young anymore, and at the same time, his relationship with Tony Stark's father wasn't very good.
A tender calf steak was ready. Wesley took an empty plate and filled it directly, then handed it to Hank Pym and went back to his work.
"I wonder if Mr. Gibson has time. Can we talk?" Hank Pym said.
"Of course." Wesley waved a hotel chef over, but he took over his job. He took a glass of champagne and made a gesture of invitation. Hank Pym wanted to talk to him. It was probably something secret. Wesley took him directly to the yacht and sat him down on the top floor.
The moon had already climbed into the sky. Today, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The silver-white moonlight scattered on the sea, and the sound of waves rose and fell.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Pym?" Wesley asked after they sat down and drank a little wine.
Hank Pym did not stand on ceremony and put down his plate. As he cut the steak, he said, "You are a member of the Avengers, and the Avengers don't seem to belong to SHIELD. The two are partners, right?"
Wesley wasn't the least bit surprised. He nodded and said, "Not bad. It seems that Mr. Pym knows a lot about us, but I'm not surprised. You used to belong to SHIELD and have made outstanding contributions. In the past, there was a name for you called Ant-Man. Am I right?"
"Oh, you know me?" Hank Pym said in surprise.
"Yes, I am also an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and am now an eighth-level agent. But because of my special identity, I am now a liaison and basically a consultant. I think you saw the live broadcast some time ago. You should have seen me at the joint hearing." Wesley took out a cigarette and lit it, then took a deep breath.
"Then it's easy. I am indeed the first generation of Ant-Man. Now I am looking for the second generation of Ant-Man." Hank Pym paused for a moment, and Wesley was not in a hurry to ask. The person he was looking for was definitely not him. He had seen his request for Scott Lang in the movie, and he did not need the Ant-Man suit.
Hank Pym observed Wesley for a while and then said, "I was kicked out of my own company. There are some problems here. Of course, this is my family matter. The problem now is that the person who replaced me is my student. He wants to develop a new Ant-Man suit. If he succeeds, the world will become very dangerous. So I will stop him. After that, Pym Technologies may have problems. I hope you can take over."
"Why? Didn't you say you were looking for the second generation Ant-Man? And your own daughter, they can take over. With you, I don't think this company will close down." Wesley didn't understand why. The company didn't need him to take over the rescue. It was completely unnecessary.
"I know, but after knowing you, I hope you can take over. The technical strength of this company is very good, but it lacks a direction. I think under your leadership, it can definitely be glorious again, and the second generation Ant People and my daughter still have things to do." Hank Pym said.
Wesley didn't really understand what he was thinking, but it would be nice to have a tech company in hand, especially Pimm Technologies, which was pretty good at electronics in some miniature fields.
"Sure, but I won't run it myself. I'll buy shares after that and find a professional manager. Of course, I'll personally ask about the research and development direction."
"Thank you very much." Hank Pym did not give the company to Wesley for nothing. He needed Wesley to buy it himself with real money. Moreover, he and his daughter had a lot of stock and were major shareholders. It was equivalent to Wesley making money with them.
Why was Wesley sure that he was making money? Because of Apple, yes, the Apple phone, followed by a series of electronic products. The Earth in this universe did not have a dominant phone yet. Although the current phone was very good, it was very different from the concept of Apple's navigator, Old Master Joe. It just so happened that the biological computer in his head was evolved from the Apple system. Who knew better than him?
The best thing about Apple phones was their business philosophy. It only declined after the 7 series products were produced. However, it was still very popular in China because it had already formed a brand in China. The Chinese people loved their face. Even though the 7 series was not good in foreign reviews, it was still very popular in China.
After the two of them had discussed it, Hank Pym didn't say anything else. Wesley was now sure that the old man was as stubborn as he was in the movies. He valued his Ant-Man battle suit very much. Even though Wesley had agreed to his request, he hadn't brought up any topic of visitation so far. He had kept quiet about the battle suit.
Wesley didn't have any ideas about this. He didn't have any ideas about Ant-Man or Spider-Man right now. These weren't what he wanted. What he wanted was the whereabouts of Dr. Stephen Strange, the knowledge and means of the mages. Now it seemed that only the mage profession could improve his strength, especially the energy provided by the space gem.
When they were done talking, Hank Pym finished off a piece of veal steak. "That's really good. Your cooking is amazing. I'm glad to be neighbors with your family."
"I'm happy too," Wesley said with a smile. The two of them got up and left the yacht. Wesley joined the dinner party and got to know his neighbors under Carlos's introduction. It was impossible for these neighbors not to know Wesley's name, and these people mainly knew Wesley's company, because they were all middle-class and above income people and knew Wesley's League Game Company well.
Although he did not know where Wesley's initial funding came from, in just over two years, a gaming company had taken over the world's instant messaging market. Although it was in the form of cooperation, it was a miracle.
After the meal, the hotel staff hired by Wesley cleaned up and left. It was simple and convenient. Only then did the family sit together, eat fruits, and look at their villa. Their hearts were filled with happiness. This was enough.
"Our garage is huge. Should we buy more cars to put in it?" Wesley said.
"You really should buy a few. Your father's pickup and your sports car have been driving for a long time. You don't have to change my SUV. I drive it well," Hannah said.
"It doesn't matter. If you buy it, just leave it there. You can drive whichever one you want," Wesley said indifferently. If you buy a car, just throw it in the garage. Whoever wants to drive it can drive it.