Chapter 1058： Cocktail party

With a chirp, the wine glass in Obadea's hand shattered, and bright red high-end wine spilled all over the floor.

Obadiah stood up slowly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Batrider in the Dark Night? Humph, the name is louder, and it becomes a dead bat in my hands, Obadiah!"

As he spoke, he took out the phone in his hand and pressed a number: "Stuart Leighton!"

At the end of that sentence, a playful voice sounded: "What's the matter, great Mr. Obadiah, are you in trouble again?"

Obadiah glanced at his lips. Although this Stuart had great assassination skills, his character was good. In front of his great Obadea, there was still no good face. He snorted coldly: "I will give you a task to help me assassinate someone."

The voice on the other end of the phone was even more mischievous: "Let's talk, who is the bolder who offends the great Mr. Obadiah."

A cold light flashed in his eyes when Obadiah heard the words, and said in a cold voice: "Bruce Wayne!"

Sturayton was taken aback, and his voice became serious: "Wayne? Are you talking about Wayne of the Wayne family? With all due respect, this man controls most of the wealth in New York, and many real estates belong to his family. The possible impact of killing him is too great, and most people dare not take risks!"

He was right. The Wayne family has a lot of business, and only Wayne has a few children in Bruce's generation. If he dies, it means that these properties may belong to the government. And his company is composed of individual subsidiaries, which are uniformly deployed by his family.

This is like the relationship between the brain and the limbs. If the brain is dead, the limbs can survive for a period of time, but not too long. In layman's terms, a huge economy may disintegrate, which is enough to cause a certain amount of economic turbulence throughout New York.

Obadiah certainly knows the danger of this incident. He does not care about the lives and deaths of thousands of people in a military factory, and naturally does not care about the impact of this incident. He snorted coldly, "I will give you... ten Billion dollars!"

After hesitating on the phone, he finally nodded as if unable to resist the temptation: "Okay! Tell me the time and place."

Obadiah said: "I will host a cocktail party in the New York City Plaza Piazza the next night, and then Mr. Wayne will also be invited. At that time, you will...huh!"

Nodded on the other end of the phone and said, "Okay. After it's done, trade in the same place."

"Dudu..."

The call was hung up, but Obadea did not put down the phone, instead, he dialed another call.

"Hello? Orwell!"

A respectful voice on the other end said: "It's sir!"

Obadea frowned and said: "Now let out the wind, saying that someone wants to assassinate Bruce Wayne of the Wayne family by placing a powerful bomb at the reception!"

Orwell was taken aback for a moment, frowned and said: "Mr. Obadiah, is your news accurate? Why didn't you call the police?"

Obadiah smiled slightly when he heard the words: "It's because of inaccuracy that I made you let out the wind..."

Orwell was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately said respectfully: "I understand, it's a horror!"

Fuck off! Obadiah snorted coldly, and said in a stern tone: "You don't need to know, you don't need to know."

"Yes, sir."

Putting down the phone, Obadea's eyes flickered, and he clenched his fist fiercely and said, "The Dark Knight, Bruce Wayne, and those who oppose me go to die!"

"Snee!"

Lin Feng sneezed fiercely and couldn't help rubbing his nose. Is this super beauty thinking about him? However, Lin Feng still didn't expect that the beauty was actually an uncle with long hair.

Alfred next to him heard his sneezing sound and came over with concern: "Master, is it a cold? Should I turn off the central air conditioner?"

Lin Feng shook his head, curled his mouth and said: "We can ride a horse on our shoulders, and are you afraid of catching cold?"

As he said, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Hello Mr. Wayne, Mr. Obadiah is calling!"

This is Lin Feng’s new installation of artificial intelligence. He is now a shareholder of Stark Group. Stark has installed the company’s high-tech artificial intelligence for him. Together with the creation of Lin Feng’s own team, he has created an artificial intelligence that is second only to Jia Weiss’ advanced artificial intelligence.

Lin Feng frowned upon hearing the words: "Weasel is giving a New Year greeting to the rooster, this is not a good heart."

He answered the phone lazily, and said nonchalantly: "Hello Mr. Obadiah, what good things do you think of?"

Obadiah’s hearty voice came from the other end of the phone: "Haha, Mr. Wayne sounds very good. I want to hold a cocktail party and invite Mr. Wayne to participate. Is Mr. Wayne interested? "

Lin Feng's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and he smiled: "Reception? What reception? I'm not interested."

Facing his unceremonious refusal, Obadea just laughed and said, "Of course, thanks to Mr. Wayne for taking a stake in Stark. This party can't be done without you!"

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, a wise light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled slightly and said, "Well, when will it be held?"

Obadea breathed a sigh of relief and said mildly: "The night after tomorrow, Stark's open-air venue."

Putting down the phone, Alfred's voice came: "Master, it seems that Mr. Obadiah also understands your importance."

Lin Feng sneered and snorted coldly, "Understood? If he doesn't understand the importance of me, he won't be so angry at all. Now he is most worried about letting others know that most of Stark's shares have been acquired by me. How can you hold a cocktail party to promote it?"

Lin Feng is right. With Obadea's character, it is impossible to promote this under the circumstances that others obtain a higher equity than him.

In a listed company, shares mean authority. The higher your shares, the greater your authority. ..