Nolan smiled as he looked at General Ross.
He liked such proactive and eager guests.
"It's a pleasure, 10 million US dollars per unit.
Besides the price of the unit itself, maintenance, protection, ammunition, and other supplies for the unit will all need to be replenished at Locke Technology."
10 million!
General Ross smiled.
He liked this price.
Although the T-800 seemed more intelligent.
But if the two were to clash.
He could guarantee that the T-800 would be blasted into nothingness by the super-large caliber rounds from this machine.
Of course, he didn't underestimate the T-800 because of this.
Their functions were completely different.
"I'll take fifty units!"
General Ross waved his hand grandly.
He settled on a transaction of 500 million US dollars.
Nolan was very happy.
The APU Exoskeleton Combat Equipment, being a highly simplified weapon.
Its cost was extremely low, even with the addition of a bulletproof shield.
But the overall cost price could still be controlled within 2 million US dollars.
A five-fold profit wasn't exactly 'bloodsucking'.
But the APU Exoskeleton Combat Equipment was different from other equipment.
The specially made ammunition, combined with the low maintenance cost brought about by its simplification, was the hidden money-maker for this equipment.
General Ross was very generous.
In addition to the APU Exoskeleton Combat Equipment, he also ordered a batch of T-800s and ExoSuit Exoskeleton Armor.
The total transaction amount exceeded one billion US dollars.
He was simply a perfect partner.
Making a large profit put Nolan in a very good mood.
And General Ross, having obtained what he wanted, was in an even better mood.
"If you have any other good stuff, remember to contact me. I guarantee that Locke Technology can get a huge order!"
Many people had said this.
But Nolan only believed General Ross.
What a rich man!
"Oh right, Dr. Locke.
There will be a bidding event held by the Military in a week, you can check it out.
Besides bids for weapon orders, there will be some other things.
I believe you will be very interested."
Looking at the slightly meaningful gaze of General Ross.
Nolan was a little surprised.
He, of course, knew about the bidding event that General Ross was talking about.
And he was already planning to participate.
But according to General Ross's words.
That bidding event seemed to be somewhat unusual.
"Thank you for the reminder."
Nolan nodded.
"I will be there on time."
The next day.
Nolan spent another day in the lab.
It wasn't until the morning of the third day that he emerged from the lab.
Looking at his somewhat disheveled appearance, Nolan couldn't help but sigh.
He was becoming more and more like Tony Stark.
Scratching his messy hair, Nolan walked into his office.
The layout of the office seemed to have changed a bit.
He called the president, Simon Phillip.
"Simon, has someone been in my office?"
Simon Phillip immediately said:
"Yes, I saw you were in the lab every day recently and under too much pressure, so I took the liberty of arranging for an assistant for you.
If you don't want her, I'll remove her immediately."
"Never mind."
Nolan looked at the furnishings around him.
To be honest, he knew himself that his life had been a bit messy before.
Jessica Jones was not a woman who tidied up.
Having an assistant wasn't bad.
Speaking of which.
He was considered a new capitalist elite now.
There was no reason not to have a thoughtful assistant by his side.
Leaning back in his office chair.
Nolan picked up the coffee that had been heated at some point and took a sip.
There was a faint fragrance inside.
This coffee tasted good.
After a while.
Someone suddenly entered the office.
Seeing Nolan, the person showed no fear. She was wearing a professional short skirt and bright high heels.
Her whole body exuded a unique charm.
Very beautiful, that was Nolan's first thought.
It seemed Simon understood him; the quality of this secretary was very good.
"Boss, I am Sharon Carter," Sharon Carter introduced herself.
"Uh, hello..."
Nolan had just nodded when he froze for a moment.
"What's your name?"
"Sharon Carter."
Sharon Carter answered again.
A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.
Was her name strange?
After hearing Sharon Carter say her name for the second time.
Nolan stared at her for a while, seriously.
Then he laughed heartily:
"You are very beautiful. Perhaps we can have a deeper exchange of ideas sometime."
Sharon Carter returned a professional smile.
Nolan was not surprised by Sharon Carter's refusal.
Sharon Carter, also known as Agent 13.
That's right, this one should have been sent by Nick Fury, that bald head.
However, Nolan wasn't worried.
Sharon Carter was not an old hand like Natasha, the Black Widow.
You could tell just by Sharon Carter's age.
She was probably a rookie Agent.
In fact, even Natasha wasn't a problem.
They didn't have the chance to access Locke Technology's confidential information.
Not only because their identities were already known to Nolan.
Most importantly, the biggest secret of this company was all in his head!
"In that case, work well here.
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From now on, you are my personal assistant, responsible for... well, including daily issues like cleaning the office.
Remember not to touch anything outside your area."
Saying that, Nolan suddenly spoke:
"Red Queen, meet my new employee."
As Nolan's words fell.
Red Queen's virtual image suddenly appeared.
Startling Sharon Carter.
This ghostly place actually had artificial intelligence monitoring!
"Ms. Carter, since you entered this room, the system has detected multiple instances of increased heart rate and changes in facial details.
This is a sign of nervousness, you can relax a little."
One sentence made Sharon Carter's facial expression stiffen slightly.
Nolan smiled.
"Alright, Red Queen, Sharon Carter is still a rookie, so... it's probably normal to be nervous."
After Red Queen disappeared.
Sharon Carter recovered a bit.
But Nolan could clearly see that her performance was still not that natural.
She completely lacked the composure she had when she first came in.
After a simple warning.
Nolan went about his own business.
Agent is Agent, as long as she can get things done.
Old schemers like Nick Fury.
Would always plant some people in.
He had been prepared for this.
After getting ready,
Nolan said to Sharon Carter:
"Get ready, we're going out for a bit soon."
"Where are we going?" Sharon Carter asked.
Nolan glanced at her and said:
"Stark Industries."
Stark Industries, as imposing as ever.
Nolan got out of the car.
Behind him, Sharon Carter had changed into a new professional outfit.
It was still a white shirt and black short skirt.
But this time, the white shirt had a bit more of a translucent feel, the buttons on her chest were tighter, and the black short skirt seemed to be a little shorter.
Sharon Carter's expression was very tense.
Clearly very dissatisfied with this 'professional attire'.
But Nolan didn't care.
Ever since he knew Sharon Carter was a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, he knew that the days ahead would be very interesting.
Unhappy and leaving?
Hey, you're an Agent.
Not to mention sacrificing your looks, you can't even handle such a small matter?
It was hard enough to get someone placed inside.
How could Nick Fury, that bald head, easily agree to replace her.
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