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"Hurry up and dress me!" Hill had a feeling that it was a mistake to return to the mothership today. Facing Nick Fury's scrutinizing gaze, she hurriedly wrote in morse code on the back of Daisy's hand.
Daisy was also taken aback by Nick Fury's sudden visit. If she had known this long ago, even if it caused Sharon's suspicion, she would have teleported away just now.
Hiding in the blanket, she found Hill's underwear relying just by relying on her touch. After that, her two hands moved from the bottom up to do all the basic stuff. Hill also made small movements of her body under the blanket to quickly get dressed up.
The two moved very slowly and lightly, and they had had just put on the top when Sharon retreated in Nick Fury's eyes and ran away.
"I'll wait for you outside, there's something I need to talk about." Fury didn't even look at his subordinate moving around in the blanket, and turned around and left the room.
Even though he had left, they still didn't dare to make noise. They quietly got dressed, and Daisy took the opportunity to sneak into the bathroom and then teleported back to her own room at S.H.I.E.L.D.
She took a long detour outside and then "accidentally" bumped into Sharon, who had a strange face.
After a rather lackluster conversation, Sharon once again emphasized her plan for the three of them to form an alliance, and then she hurriedly left headquarters.
Late at night, someone once again sneaked back into the captain's bedroom.
"What did he want from you?" Daisy asked curiously while munching on a vegetable salad that Hill was eating.
Hill was actually somewhat confused, "He asked if I was willing to continue serving on the carrier, and said he would transfer me to build a joint project with the National Aeronautics and Space Administration, but he didn't elaborate; it's just a preliminary intention."
"And what's your take?"
"Of course, I want to continue to be on my mothership. I'm waiting for your flying device to be successful so I can be the first flying aircraft carrier captain." It was apparent that Sharon's words in the afternoon had some effect, as they went from not discussing work to casually talking about it.
"From your expression, you seem to know what the project is?" Hill probed.
Daisy summarized and analyzed information from various sources in her brain, which wasn't hard to conclude, "It's likely pressure from the military. They want to restart the weaponization of the Tesseract, but Nick has been making various excuses to avoid it. It might be that after the recent incident with the Hulk, he changed his mind."
"Let's focus on the flying mothership for now. The preliminary work on the Tesseract is extensive, and it's still just an intention. The work is too much and too detailed." Daisy was curious about the Tesseract's energy structure, but clearly, the time wasn't right.
The next day, Nick Fury announced the task among the senior agents. Considering that it involved cooperation with NASA, he dispatched two senior agents. Victoria Hand, recently put through the wringer by Daisy, was responsible for external coordination, while Hawkeye was tasked with internal supervision.
The allocation of the site, coordination of personnel between the two parties, settling of researchers, and housing for the researchers' families, as well as the basic contract for the R&D center, would all take a lot of time.
Hawkeye looked helpless; he disliked such bothersome tasks and had been in a lazy position for many years. Victoria Hand also felt overwhelmed; the tasks were too detailed, and it seemed they would be busy for a long time.
After discussing work during the day and "work" in the evenings in a rather delightful manner for a week, Daisy took off her lab coat and returned to New York because someone had a personal matter to discuss with her.
"Ma'am, Justin Hammer is very sincere in inviting us to join Hammer Industries," James, the former mob strategist, brought her some rather unexpected news.
Because Ivan Vanko was killed prematurely by her, they naturally didn't have the opportunity to short-sell Hammer Industries' stock, and they had already shifted their focus elsewhere. However, unexpectedly, the situation took a different turn.
Dressed in a rose-red professional suit, Daisy sat in her office thinking about this issue. James found that her dress and temperament were a bit shinier than before, and slightly averted his eyes as he waited for her decision.
This time, the proposal was different from the usual consultancy fees, which were straightforward financial transactions.
This time, Hammer Industries' proposal didn't seem like a normal transaction. Justin Hammer suggested a cross-share exchange between them, offering 3% of Hammer Industries' shares for 15% of Skye Data's shares.
The two companies were not on the same level. Their data analysis could be said to have the leading position in the industry, but it was hard to say how long this lead would last. After two years of development, large data analysis companies were many and everywhere, and Skye Data's actual revenue was starting to show a diving pattern.
Meanwhile, Hammer Industries had gained a significant number of orders from the Department of Defense after Stark announced the shutdown of his weapons division, positioning itself as a leader in the weapons manufacturing industry. The two were not in the same league at all.
A gift given is often motivated by a request, and the clear purpose of this unequal transaction was obviously not for Skye Data.
This was why James urgently summoned Daisy. From a business perspective, such a pie-in-the-sky opportunity was rare.
But nowadays, with a broader perspective rather than just focusing on the New York drug market, Mr. James knew that many factors had to be considered before making a decision.
Ultimately, the decision was up to Daisy.
The market valuation of Hammer Industries was far less than Stark Industries; its rise was too recent, and it had been suppressed by Obadiah Stane for a long time. Additionally, the company lacked strong products, making it significantly inferior.
Unlike those companies playing with concepts and internet technologies, often valued in the hundreds of billions, Hammer Industries was valued at only twenty billion.
However, it held numerous patent licenses and a large number of military orders, and its cash flow was extremely strong, making it a hot target on the capital market.
Being offered a golden bowl in exchange for her iron bowl, Daisy saw no reason to refuse. She immediately nodded, "Agree to further contact, help me arrange a meeting with Justin Hammer. I want to see what he wants."
The other party was obviously very urgent in need, and three days later, Daisy and the former mob strategist met with the somewhat neurotic Justin Hammer at an opera house.
This somewhat sleazy and zesty arms dealer maintained his usual style, and after meeting, began a series of effusive compliments, showing none of the dignity expected of a billionaire, more like resembling someone who sold second-hand weapons on the street.
The two had met each other before but had not spoken. Knowing the other party needed something from her, Daisy maintained a smile, waiting for him to broach the topic first.
After the fourth compliment about Daisy's beauty, Justin Hammer seemed to struggle to continue.
He cleared his throat softly, and a nearby door opened, with a slightly pale fat man walking in.
"Senator Stern?" Daisy didn't expect this guy to be the real protagonist of today's meeting. Many thoughts in her mind quickly turned, and she instantly understood the other party's intentions, but she was still keen to hear what they had to say.
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