ushernet Chapter 210 Coulson: I desperately want to improve.
Chapter 210 Coulson: I desperately want to improve.
Chapter 210 Coulson: I desperately want to improve.
In business, there is a common tactic where some executives with malicious intentions infiltrate a rival company and then transfer the company's core technology and customers through related-party transactions and inflated costs; they also use financial fraud to cover up huge losses and drain the company's assets.
While not as fatal as a hostile takeover, its harm to the company is far more profound.
"So, our plan is to infiltrate first, then start abusing our power, seizing public assets, and gradually hollowing out S.H.I.E.L.D., this 'big corporation'?"
After listening to Tony's explanation, Joey immediately felt that Iron Man was quite the expert Hydra. What he wanted to do, Hydra had been doing for at least sixty or seventy years.
To corrupt S.H.I.E.L.D.'s human resources structure, transfer S.H.I.E.L.D.'s core technologies, and steal S.H.I.E.L.D.'s administrative resources.
From a financial perspective, this should be considered "self-dealing," financial fraud, or embezzlement.
"Don't they have a crime of embezzlement in North America?"
"Maybe it exists, but it's useless."
Tony's several doctoral degrees were all in engineering; in the field of financial law, he only learned the most crucial point:
"Those legal provisions don't even apply to those people on Capitol Hill, let alone S.H.I.E.L.D."
The two outlaws on the scene were loudly conspiring to use the "Avengers" as a springboard to infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D., a powerful organization, and then seize its internal assets. The entire plan was highly feasible in both theory and practice.
"Excuse me, excuse me."
Coulson, who had been listening in from inside the room the whole time, awkwardly interrupted the two men's loud conspiracy.
He felt that Tony and Superman might have overlooked one thing: "I'm still here!"
Coulson wondered if Iron Man and Superman had forgotten that they were Level 8 agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
This sounds cool, but is it a bit inappropriate to say it in front of him?
"Oh right!" Reminded by Coulson, Tony finally noticed him, and like Uncle Sam, Iron Man pointed at Coulson:
"Do you want to join?"
"No, thanks, but I'm sorry, I'm not interested. You're a good person, but I'm already in an organization."
Coulson shook his head vigorously: "Don't joke like that, Tony!"
"Please, don't you want to know what kind of secrets Nick Fury, this BYD, is hiding every day?"
The temporary concussion did nothing to slow down Tony's wicked schemes:
"Don't you have even the slightest bit of 'director' about you? Join us, work together from the inside and outside to kick Nick out, and you'll take charge!"
Joey knew Coulson wasn't the type to be particularly eager to improve, but that didn't stop him from forcing a straight face and earnestly supporting Tony from the sidelines:
"Iron Man is right."
If Fury can sit in the director position of S.H.I.E.L.D., why can't Coulson, who works tirelessly every day, sit in it?
Tony's two sentences made Coulson, the honest boy, break out in a cold sweat and quickly offered his loyalty:
"You can't just say things like that. My feelings for the director are nothing but loyalty, and that will last until death."
Coulson sometimes felt that the director was petty and that Tony was full of bad intentions and wanted to make things difficult for Fury. He hoped that Coulson might end up getting caught in the crossfire and the fire would burn him.
"You mean you'll only stop when they're dead? I get what you mean." Tony gestured to activate his AI assistant: "Jarvis?"
"I am here."
"Hire Mr. Coulson an assassin; the objective is to eliminate Nick Fury—"
Coulson knew, of course, that Tony was joking. The other man had dealt with Fury several times, and every time they met, they would curse at each other. If it were really about hiring someone to kill, Tony would have done it long ago.
Moreover, as a loyal follower of the director, Coulson felt that the world's best assassins, capable of handling Agent Five Nick Fury, probably hadn't even been born yet.
"I have to go now!"
Coulson, who had just escaped the ward, bumped into Director Fury, who had come to "inspect" the situation.
Having just been scolded by a group of wealthy patrons, Fury's eyes were practically bulging like saucers, radiating an aura of menace. His sweeping gaze quickly locked onto Coulson, the working-class man:
"How did the talks go?"
Of course, they had a great talk. Iron Man even brought Superman along to discuss how to plot the overthrow of S.H.I.E.L.D.
That's what he really thought, but when Coulson said it, it turned out like this:
"I think they both mean they've agreed."
Anyway, Tony did agree to join the Avengers on behalf of Superman.
As for how these two will cause trouble in the organization and fight for dominance, that's for Nick Fury to worry about.
After all, they had just defeated an enemy that S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't handle and saved the entire Earth, so how could they possibly be completely at S.H.I.E.L.D.'s beck and call?
Superman doesn't seem like someone with many schemes, but Iron Man certainly isn't.
Bringing him into the Avengers and giving him access to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal secrets is like letting a monkey see peaches or letting a mouse manage a rice jar—it's bound to cause trouble even if there's nothing wrong with it.
Coulson now has only one request—he hopes that before he retires, S.H.I.E.L.D. will not have completely changed its name to Stark. "Good job. Also, I have already drawn up the initial list of the Avengers."
Black Egg grabbed Coulson, who was trying to escape, and threw him an encrypted data tablet:
"From now on, you will be in charge of their liaison with S.H.I.E.L.D., as well as the recruitment of some people."
This should be a very simple thing. Just tell them that Superman is also in the team, the Superman who took down that bastard Galactus in New York.
After scanning the information on the data panel after unlocking it, Coulson felt a chill run down his spine. In his eyes, what Fury had thrown at him wasn't a data panel at all, but a huge black pot:
"This responsibility is too great; I'm not sure if I can handle it."
Anyone caught in the middle of a bunch of superpowered individuals, high-tech armed militants, super soldiers, elite agents, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. bureaucracy would likely be in a state of utter agony if the two sides were to clash.
I'll give you a bonus later.
"It's not about the money," Coulson said decisively. "I'm thinking of taking a vacation soon. Without vacation, there's nowhere to spend all the money in the world."
"You're being promoted to Level 9 Agent, the same rank as Commander Hill."
Fury has absolutely no patience left to do any more psychological preparation for Coulson, except for the Avengers plan.
He had another important matter to attend to, so he impatiently issued a final order:
"What I'm giving you is command of the world's strongest armed group... oh wait, I mean 'team'. Don't be so ungrateful. If you say no again, believe me, I'll shove your 'poop' into your 'poop'!"
"I'll take this job, boss!"
Coulson, who had just been promoted, beamed with joy: "You should have told me you were going to promote me!"
The reason he was so happy was that the promotion of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent rank was not simply a matter of increased salary and benefits.
As a secret service agency with layers of secrecy and a top-down command structure, S.H.I.E.L.D. strictly limits the resources and classified information that each level can access.
A promotion means getting closer to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s core secrets, and it means that Fury acknowledges his abilities and trusts him even more.
For Coulson, who considers being a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent his life's work, nothing could make him happier.