Mayor Election?

Li Wei and Norman Osborn stood before the reporters for over ten minutes before finally entering the company.

There were definitely enough photos, and Li Wei had even made a statement. The headlines were secured.

As long as Tony Stark was involved, the traffic was guaranteed.

So Li Wei took Norman Osborn on a tour around the company.

Norman Osborn claimed he had come to discuss cooperation, but Li Wei had no idea what he wanted to cooperate on.

In any case, he was very confident in his company's products.

When they reached the upper floor, Norman Osborn suddenly said, "Li, I heard Otto works here?"

"Yes."

Li Wei nodded.

He narrowed his eyes, only then remembering that Doctor Otto had worked with Norman Osborn before.

"I haven't seen him in a long time. He's an old friend of mine."

Norman Osborn said it directly.

Since they were old friends, Li Wei could only take him to meet Otto.

They arrived at Doctor Otto's laboratory.

Norman Osborn said, "Oh, this place is much bigger than the old lab. Otto seems to be doing pretty well."

The group walked inside.

Doctor Otto saw them as well.

Doctor Otto was wearing a lab coat, with a slightly balding head and a somewhat dejected appearance.

Meanwhile, Norman Osborn wore a suit and tie, looking every bit the successful businessman.

If no one mentioned it, nobody would know that the two of them had once both been impoverished students...

But after several decades, the Osborn Group had become a massive conglomerate.

Doctor Otto was still confined to working in a laboratory.

So when Doctor Otto saw Norman Osborn, his expression immediately became complicated.

"Norman, what do you want?"

His tone was cold.

Norman Osborn replied, "Nothing. I just came to see you. I didn't expect you to still be unchanged."

Doctor Otto's face reddened with anger. He was saying that Otto had accomplished nothing.

"That's none of your business. I still have experiments to conduct."

Doctor Otto said coldly.

He had already created the brain-computer interface; he simply had not yet tested how well it worked.

"Since that's the case, Mr. Osborn, let's go to the office."

Li Wei interrupted Norman Osborn.

Doctor Otto was working for him now. How could he let Norman Osborn keep mocking him?

He gave Doctor Otto an apologetic look, then led Norman Osborn away.

Had he known their relationship was so hostile, Li Wei would not have brought Norman over.

When they arrived at the office, 2B took over Gwen's duties and made coffee for them both.

Watching 2B's strange mannerisms, Norman Osborn asked curiously, "Why does this young lady not need her eyes?"

"Special circumstances."

Li Wei said.

He felt that he needed to make 2B change somehow, or anyone could tell there was something wrong with her.

Only after 2B left did Li Wei ask, "What areas of cooperation did Mr. Osborn have in mind?"

When it came to business, Norman Osborn immediately sat upright, and the smile on his face seemed a little more sincere.

"I want Mr. Li's help."

"Help with what?"

Li Wei had thought the Osborn Group might bring him orders, so he could not help being surprised.

"The mayoral election."

Norman Osborn rested his elbows on the desk, clasped his hands together, and looked at Li Wei.

He leaned forward, projecting a powerful sense of pressure.

But this was Li Wei's territory, so Li Wei was naturally unafraid and leaned back in his office chair.

"Mayor? Interesting. Go on."

Li Wei was intrigued.

The mayoral election was indeed approaching. This was an election year, and both sides were fighting bitterly.

Of course, it had nothing to do with Li Wei.

Until now, that was, because Norman Osborn wanted to run.

Norman Osborn understood what he meant, so he smiled. "If I am elected mayor, at least several billion dollars will be allocated to helping the disabled."

"Also, artificial intelligence is the trend of the future. If I am elected, the New York government will place great importance on AI and provide strong support."

Why did major conglomerates insist on backing candidates?

Because they could bleed America dry.

Norman Osborn's words were already very clear. As long as he was elected, Li Wei, who supported him, would receive policy support, and New York would directly allocate funds.

That alone would be more than Future Technology Company earned through all its hard work combined.

This was what real money-making looked like!

To make money in America, you had to make America's money!

Li Wei was naturally tempted. Was this the legendary mutual assistance?

He would help Norman Osborn get elected, and Norman Osborn would return the favor.

This was how cooperation worked in America!

Still, Li Wei cautiously asked, "Who are your opponents?"

"There's only one person worth paying attention to."

At that, Norman Osborn became serious as well.

"Who?"

Li Wei asked.

"Kingpin."

Norman Osborn slowly spoke the name.

Li Wei was somewhat puzzled. "Isn't he a gangster?"

"But he's cleaned up his image."

Norman Osborn sneered. "A lot of idiots love the so-called 'reformed sinner,' but they don't realize it's all just a carefully crafted persona."

Many people knew Kingpin was an underground kingpin, even the underground emperor of New York.

But as Kingpin continued cleaning up his image during this period, he transformed himself into a successful capitalist.

Fisk Tower, located at 439 West 38th Street, was the best proof of that.

America was such a magical place. Forget gangsters cleaning up their image—even people with dementia or mental illness could become president.

Li Wei considered it for a moment and decided to side with Norman Osborn.

After all, if he had to choose between Kingpin and Norman Osborn, Li Wei would definitely choose Norman.

"In that case, what do I need to do?"

Li Wei asked.

"It's simple. Show up and support me more often. You have a lot of fans."

Norman Osborn immediately smiled.

Of course, some financial support would also be indispensable.

After all, political donations were legal, and in America, the simplest method was to throw money at it.

Li Wei twitched the corner of his mouth.

He had always been riding Tony Stark's traffic, yet now Norman Osborn had come to ride his.

In New York, many celebrities did not have as much attention as Li Wei and Tony Stark.

Combined with the fact that Li Wei was also a capitalist, it was perfectly normal for Norman Osborn to seek him out.

In America, one had to learn to share. It was unrealistic for one person to make all the money.

Without others' support, Norman Osborn could not succeed either.

After all, his opponent was not one person, but a whole group of people.

"Happy cooperation."

Li Wei agreed immediately.

Who would have thought that traffic had such benefits?

But thinking about it carefully, it was normal. Wasn't that Saint Ma, the carmaker, doing the same thing with his absurdly massive traffic?

Norman Osborn stood as well, and the two men clasped hands tightly, showing the determination of both sides.