I, Alvin, Will Remember This Grudge

The two parties engaged in friendly consultations during the following period.

Norman Osborn will sponsor two billion US dollars in private investment as initial seed funding.

Furthermore, over the next period, the focus of research will gradually shift towards the development of "Compound V."

If not for concerns about the military, Norman would have loved to move the entire pharmaceutical research team over.

Thus, Alvin, from being unemployed, elegantly transformed into a director of Vought Biopharmaceutical Company!

Vought Biopharmaceutical Company, on the surface, claims to research drugs for human health, but in reality, it's just a guise to blind the military and political circles.

"Since we've reached an agreement..."

Norman's gaze towards "Compound V" was filled with greed and desire.

It's believed that if he weren't intimidated by the extraordinary abilities Alvin had displayed, he would have long ago succumbed to his inner greed.

"Of course, it's yours, starting now."

Alvin tossed it away casually, as if completely indifferent to the value of the serum in his hand.

Norman was nearly scared to death by his action. As he hurriedly reached out to catch it, he found the serum quietly floating in mid-air, as if held by an invisible hand.

"No need to be so nervous, Mr. Norman." Alvin twitched his index finger, and the serum slowly descended into Norman's palm. "With me here, nothing will go wrong."

Staring at the azure serum in his palm, Norman's heart pounded uncontrollably.

This seemingly ordinary vial of serum could unlock superhuman abilities within the human body, completely breaking free from mortal limitations!

Even Norman Osborn, who held hundreds of billions in assets and stood at the pinnacle of American capitalism, could barely control the greedy urge to inject the serum immediately!

However, Alvin had long anticipated Norman's thoughts and said unhurriedly, "Oh, right, there's something I need to remind you of, Mr. Norman."

Norman was jolted awake by his voice and turned to look at Alvin. "What is it?"

"This Compound V isn't perfect," Alvin said with a smile. "Its effects only last for 24 hours and come with unknown, significant side effects."

"What?!"

This simple sentence completely extinguished Norman's little scheme.

"Isn't that quite normal, Mr. Norman?" Alvin crossed his right leg over his left, hands clasped on his knees. Facing Norman's shocked and angry gaze, he smiled calmly. "If Compound V were perfect, why would I need to seek your cooperation, wouldn't you agree?"

Norman was rendered speechless. Looking at Compound V in his hand, it didn't seem so tempting anymore.

"Of course, I wasn't lying to you just now, Mr. Norman."

Alvin lowered his leg and leaned forward slightly, his voice a deep, seductive whisper like a daemon's temptation. "A perfect Compound V grants superpowers permanently and without any side effects. I am the best example of that, so Mr. Norman, please work hard."

"Heh, I understand what you mean."

Norman closed his eyes, suddenly chuckled softly, and then reopened them to look at Alvin. "You're warning me not to have any ulterior motives, aren't you?"

If he had truly lost control and injected the serum behind Alvin's back, he would undoubtedly be a lamb to the slaughter once the abilities wore off after 24 hours!

"It's for the best that you understand."

Alvin didn't deny his intention; in fact, he was indeed warning Norman.

"You're not old, but your mind is quite sharp." Instead of being displeased, Norman showed a hint of admiration. "Good. What I want isn't a temporary serum, but a perfect Compound V. So, cooperation is the best choice. I like your straightforwardness!"

"Then, I wish us a pleasant cooperation, Mr. Norman."

Alvin raised his teacup, a smile appearing on his face. "Believe me, this will be the most correct decision you've ever made in your life!"

"To Vought!"

"To the future!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, finishing their tea.

Vought Biopharmaceutical Group Company officially launched today, with Executive Director Alvin Walshes, board member Norman Osborn, and Tony Stark, who is still in the dark!

New York time, 8:37 PM. Night had fallen, and the city lights twinkled.

With a stylish swerve, a silver-black Lamborghini pulled up in front of the opulent mansion hosting the charity gala.

Countless reporters waited at the entrance. Upon seeing the Lamborghini's license plate, they excitedly surged forward, cameras and microphones at the ready, holding their breath for the legendary man.

The scissor doors lifted upwards. The moment Alvin stepped out, the expectant reporters' faces turned to shock and disappointment.

"Why isn't it Tony Stark?"

"Yeah, isn't that Tony Stark's car? Who is this guy?!"

The reporters were dumbfounded. They thought it was Tony Stark, but someone they didn't recognize got out instead.

"Hey, Mr. Walshes, I'm over here!"

Suddenly, Obadiah, a veteran figure from Stark Industries Group and Tony's uncle, descended the red carpet steps with a beaming smile, opening his arms to embrace Alvin.

Obadiah's gesture made the previously disappointed reporters, like sharks smelling blood, their eyes gleaming.

They weren't fools. Obadiah was a veteran of Stark Industries Group, and anyone treated so formally by him couldn't be ordinary!

"Mr. Obadiah, it's an honor to meet you."

Alvin returned the embrace with equal enthusiasm.

"I want to thank you on Tony's behalf, Mr. Valshius."

Obadiah clapped him heartily on the shoulder and sighed, "If it weren't for you, he might have died in Afghanistan. You have no idea how worried I was about him. Thank goodness Tony's back!"

"Tony and I are friends, this is just something I had to do." Alvin put on his usual fake smile.

Honestly, if he didn't know the plot, with Obadiah's acting skills, he probably wouldn't have suspected anything.

It's just that his methods were a bit too crude.

"Everyone, I want to solemnly introduce to you, Mr. Alvin Valshius!"

Obadiah pulled his hand and announced grandly to the surrounding businessmen, politicians, and reporters: "He is the hero who single-handedly eliminated an entire organization of Middle Eastern terrorists and rescued Tony Stark! Let us give a warm welcome to Mr. Alvin Valshius!"

Alright, you dog, playing it like this, huh?

Alvin maintained his fake smile, but in his heart, he had already made a mental note of Obadiah's transgression.

That scoundrel! Tony deliberately concealed his escape experience to protect Alvin, and now this bastard has leaked it!

Alvin didn't even need to think to know that many eyes would be on him after today!

And, of course, that included S.H.I.E.L.D.!

As for why, the reason was simple.

Alvin had just spotted Ms. Black Widow, dressed in a black dress and disguised as a guest at the banquet, among the crowd.

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