When Spider-Woman's Triangle Chuhua Meets Doctor Octopus Toyokawa Shoko

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The shareholders' meeting was held in a large auditorium next to the Toyokawa Building.

It can accommodate a thousand people at the same time, and when there are no major meetings, it is often used by Mujica Entertainment for concerts.

Amidst the relaxing sonata, shareholders gradually entered and took their seats in turn.

Five directors who hold more than 10% of the Mujica Group's shares, totaling 70%, sat on a high platform at the front of the venue, facing other shareholders.

HHW representative Kanon Matsubara, who holds a 5% stake, sat in the leftmost seat in the first row of the venue.

Dozens of small shareholders who hold less than 0.5% of the shares filled the first three rows of the venue, and the remaining seats belonged to elected shareholder representatives.

The noisy sound filled the auditorium for a moment until Xiangzi announced the start of the meeting.

The first part of the shareholders' meeting was flag-raising and singing. Chu Hua was very familiar with this, and she was also very familiar with the flag to be raised, which was the logo of the Mujica Group, a white gear moon on a black background.

As for the song to be sung, Chuhua was more familiar with it - "Ave Mujica".

Although she didn't write the lyrics, the melody is the same.

"emmmm" Singing this song whose lyrics are full of responsibilities and obligations, and the burden of life, Chuhua felt a very wonderful feeling in his heart.

I used to sing on stage alone, and this is the first time I’ve sung in chorus with so many people.

She also felt that the lyrics were a bit embarrassing and it would be better if she wrote it herself.

"By the way, who wrote this lyrics?" After sitting down, Chu Hua quietly asked Hai Ling next to him.

Hai Ling pointed at someone, and Chu Hua suddenly felt that this song must have existed only in heaven. He still had a lot to learn in terms of lyric writing (take notes)(take notes)(take notes)(take notes).

The subsequent process of various proposals and voting is very boring.

Chu Hua's choice was basically to vote on the board's proposals according to the bids on the document given by Xiangzi, and to raise his hands to agree to all the other shareholders' proposals.

Anyway, it is difficult for me to judge whether these proposals are good or bad for Tokyo, so I might as well be the first to raise my hand and vote in favor, and then let Xiangzi and the others consider whether to vote for or against.

At this point we have to mention the voting system of the Mujica Group's shareholders' meeting. The voting results are not based on the number of people, but on equity.

As long as the equity reaches 66%, it means absolute control over the shareholders' meeting.

In other words, as long as the five directors join forces, the remaining hundreds of people can only serve as the atmosphere group.

Therefore, in order to create the illusion that the majority is not determined by the minority, the five members of the board of directors will not vote the same way on the same issue.

In most cases, they would agree on who would play the good cop and who would play the bad cop.

Anyway, as long as the result is similar, it's fine.

There are exceptions, though. For example...

"Next proposal," Xiangzi read aloud into the microphone, "'Regarding our company's request for a private duel with the Goblin Company,' shareholders, please raise your hands and vote."

After saying that, Xiangzi was the first to raise his hand.

This is quite rare. In order to prevent his opinions from affecting the thinking of others outside the board of directors, Xiangzi often expresses his judgment in the middle or later stages of the voting process.

Following Xiangzi, the other four directors also raised their hands.

The next person to raise her hand was the representative of HHW, with a hint of amusement on her face.

After seeing this scene, the rest of the people also understood that this incident was about to become the will of the entire Tokyo and teach the usurpers in the south a tragic lesson.

Thinking of the pain that this land had suffered the day before, everyone raised their right hands.

"Voting result: unanimous consent."

This is one of the few times that a proposal at the Mujica Group shareholders' meeting did not have any opposition.

It's about to be sent to the top of the planet for review.

(ps: Asking for monthly tickets, recommendations, and rewards (*/ω＼*))

Volume 65: The Book of Fear: . The Illuminati

Like the supreme powers in various works, the Illuminati also has a headquarters.

This luxurious aerospace carrier named "Smile" cruises on the surface of the earth all year round, symbolizing the unquestionable authority of the giant corporate alliance.

The Illuminati holds regular meetings at a fixed frequency of every few months to discuss how to govern the world and those small trivialities and big troubles.

"This month's meeting time, if you calculate the time, it should be now..." Xian Juanxin was waiting bored in the conference room in the cockpit.

The world situation has been quite peaceful recently, allowing those of them who stand at the top of the order to take a breather.

"I don't know how long this good time can last." Xin, who is famous for his smiling face, is now full of worry.

As he sighed, a beam of light finally lit up on the edge of the round table in front of him.

The pink giant steel bear was now glowing with a faint blue halo and appeared in front of Xin's eyes in the form of a holographic projection.

"Misaki, have you finished all the work for today?" Xin asked. There was no blame from a boss to his subordinates in his words, but only concern for his relatives.

"Almost there. After the meeting, I'll have to work hard for another half an hour and then I can come find Kokoro." The giant bear's tone revealed a hint of fatigue. "Am I late?"

"If you can arrive earlier than me, you are not late, Mr. Michel."

Another voice sounded, and it was a shadow that seemed real but not real - the trace of the imaging spell.

The one wearing the blue Taoist robe and red cape is none other than the representative of Tsuki no Mori Magic Academy - Yashio Ruui.

This academy had squeezed into the Illuminati a hundred years ago by relying on its monopoly on magical knowledge, and now they were a little special compared to other members.

Tsuki no Mori is the only top chaebol that never invests outside of China, and has achieved its current status solely through its own resources.

Next to Doctor Strange, another face appeared. It was a woman in a wheelchair, dressed quite fashionably.

"Doctor, you didn't come very fast this time," she joked.

"Professor, the head of R Company just came for a meeting and he doesn't want to continue to associate with us?" Ruwei did not respond to the other party's teasing, but simply expressed her curiosity.

After all, at the last meeting, when the great Magneto suddenly appeared here on a whim, everyone was really scared.

"Well... she did say she didn't want to chat with Doom..." The professor whispered quietly in Doctor Strange's ear, but the voice was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

"I can't pretend I didn't hear that." A dark and ethereal voice, mixed with mechanical electronic sounds, looked at Professor R on the side with dissatisfaction.

"Hey, you heard me~" The professor pretended to have spoken out of turn, hoping to get away with it.

Doom ignored her and turned to look at the other empty seats.

"Why are there still a few people who haven't arrived?" She asked directly to the chairman of the meeting, the overlord of the world.

"They won't be attending the meeting this month." Xinyun said calmly, obviously not thinking it was a big deal.

"..." Doom stopped questioning. Not only was the Inhuman king absent for a long time, but there were actually other people who treated the Illuminati as a joke.

"Don't they know what kind of danger the world is in right now?" Doom's anger was so great that it shocked everyone present.

Yes, the world is in danger now and may be destroyed in the next moment.

But it just felt weird coming out of your mouth. Several people silently complained in unison.

"Everyone who should be here has come. Let's deal with the routine small matters first, and then concentrate on discussing the major problems." Xian Juanxin set the tone for the meeting.

The first agenda of the meeting was global governance.

In fact, it is just to summarize whether anyone has done anything that violates the bottom line of the human race, and then discuss whether to use the Illuminati's big hand to teach them a lesson.

The four words "violate the bottom line" are very subtle.

The Illuminati doesn’t care about murder and arson; it doesn’t care about exploitation and oppression.

Every piece of land has its own owner, and one should not interfere in the internal affairs of others (in most cases). This is the creed of the giant corporate alliance.

But if someone wants to do something big that harms the whole world, the Illuminati will come and bring down the hammer of sanctions on you.

"I haven't heard of anyone being disobedient recently." Xin looked at the guys in front of him, "Have you heard anything?"

"No, everything is normal in the dimensional space."

Moon Forest is primarily responsible for monitoring anomalies in the field of occult science.

"No, there haven't been any mutants that pose a significant threat in the past two days."

And R Company controls more than half of the mutants.

Looking at the "innocent and simple" expressions of the other people, Doom knew that this group of people wanted to take action against that person themselves.

But that was exactly what she meant.

"There seems to be a little disturbance in the Neon Islands." Doom said casually.

"Oh? Tell me in detail." Xin suddenly looked very interested.

She's really good at pretending. Dum complained in her heart. She didn't believe that the little girl in front of her didn't know what happened in Tokyo.

"One of my affiliated companies seems to have gotten into some trouble in Tokyo," Doom said calmly. "It seems they've developed a dangerous biological weapon. I'm not sure how the Tokyo Master solved it, but if Tokyo falls, this could become a global disaster."

After saying that, she took out a small bottle, which contained the remains of the zombie symbiote developed by Goblin Corporation.

No one took it and examined it carefully. After all, Doom now appeared here in the form of a holographic projection.

"It sounds really hateful. How are you going to punish him?" Doctor Strange asked. Everyone knew that the guy in front of him had a good relationship with Nobzok, and everyone really wanted to see with their own eyes how this drama of cooking the dog for the living would be played out.

"I heard that the Mujica Group has submitted a request to the Illuminati for a private duel against Nobzok. I think this can be approved." Dr. Doom revealed her killer move.

That's it?

The others were a little speechless. I hope you don’t think this is a punishment.

But Dr. Doom hadn't finished. "To be fair, I suggest we find someone outside of HHW and our company to serve as the referee. I won't be involved in the selection."

Mechanicus Industries won't interfere with the referee's decision? Now everyone is certain that Doom really wants to kill Nobzok.

In order to ensure the "fairness" of private duels, a referee is often required to determine the winner.

If it is a life-and-death game, he will often serve as the executioner of the loser.

According to convention, the referee must be able to calm down the situation and be of a higher status than the duelists.

For example, when listed companies duel with each other, small and micro enterprises will be asked to act as referees; when small and micro enterprises duel with each other, medium-sized companies will be asked to act as referees.

Then this duel will require someone from the party present to act as a referee.