Chapter 1227

Sit in the old office of oneself father as he wished. Harry stared at the special LCD desk in a daze.

For him, controlling the company of oneself father is a very important part of the whole plan. But when he accomplished this goal and sat just and honorable in the position of president, he felt a sense of regret that he couldn't tell.

Maybe I feel that the old days are gone forever. Perhaps it is the fate that oneself must accept now. In short, his heart is full of complicated moods.

Of course, this kind of complicated mood is to find someone to spit out. As for such a candidate, Harry only thought of one person. This person is not his in mind Goddess Quake, but his only friend through childhood, Peter Parker.

As each other's best friend, Harry has been keeping in touch with Little Spider. Of course, he didn't know that Little Spider was Spider-Man's business, let alone him, even Little Spider's uncle and aunt did not know.

until now, little spiders are using another way to hide their own identity. In the eyes of his relatives and friends, the little spider is undoubtedly an ordinary existence. After graduating from university, he was retained by the school and became an honorable university lecturer. This kind of thing is not unacceptable to the little spiders who have always done well. Although he chose a distant place when he was in college, it also made it difficult for him to meet his relatives and friends after work. But both Harry and the old Parker and his wife were happy for him from the bottom of their hearts.

Because the early life of Little Spider is not happy. But now, through own efforts to make oneself a respectable existence, this is naturally the best result.

At this time, choosing small spiders as the object of talking is not a good choice. Because today is not a day off, as a university lecturer, he is probably going to class. But as soon as the thought rose, Harry refused to do anything. So knowing that something was not appropriate, he still made this call. And soon, the voice of the little spider came from the other end of the phone.

"Harry, it’s a bit strange for you to call me at this time! What happened today? Has the sun risen from the west?"

The voice of the little spider is obvious There was something wrong, which made Harry feel a little surprised. However, he didn't at all get the bottom line about Little Spider's privacy, but said to him after a while of silence.

"Peter. I am now the president of Oscorp. I sat in the seat of my father!"

"What?" The little spider's tone was obviously taken aback, and then very Quickly, he said to Harry in a strange tone. "It looks like I should congratulate you. What's the situation? Mr. Osborn intends to give you all of oneself's business, and then he is going to enjoy life?"

This is the past The dream Harry often said to Little Spider. He hopes to be recognized by oneself father, and hopes that he will transfer all the burdens of oneself to him. Father and son inherit each other. This is the true continuation of the Osborn Family. But now, after hearing this remark said by Little Spider, he couldn't give birth to the joy that his dream came true. Now he only has sorrow and pain, and even his answer to the little spider is full of bitterness.

"No, I think my father is not so lucky. He was murdered, he was killed in front of me!"

"Hey, why? Maybe? Mr. Osborn, how could he be so...dead?"

Little Spider’s words were full of incredible meaning, and faced with his answer, Harry just remained silent , And then replied sadly.

"Sorry, Peter. I don't want to say anything more on this issue. This has already made me painful, and I don't want to recall such painful things for the time being."

"Sorry, Harry. I didn't mean to mention your sadness. By the way, is there anything I can help you with? I know, I may not be able to give you any practical help. But as long as you speak, No matter what, I will find a way to help you."

"Thank you, Peter. But no need. I called you just to invite you to my father’s funeral. You know, I only have You are such a friend. So I guess the only person I can invite is you."

When he said this, Harry's tone had become calm again. After so many things, even if he doesn't want to, he has already matured. It is no longer the youngster who is frivolous and superficial. It is a real man who can control own emotions and suppress all the emotions of oneself in deep in one's heart.

For him, this kind of emotional catharsis is only a temporary thing. After telling the truth to his own friend, he no longer needs to continue to vent the useless emotions in oneself. So soon, he started an invitation to the little spider with the question of oneself father's funeral.

With such an invitation, there is no reason for Little Spider to refuse.

"Don't worry, I will be there on time. Now I will set off and go to your side."

Hang up the call to Little Spider, Harry stood up , Looked towards the outside of oneself's office. There, a beautiful silver-haired girl saw his gaze, and immediately trot in holding the folder.

"Is there anything I can do for you? Mr. Osborn."

"Nothing, by the way, what's your name?" Facing a strange secretary assistant, Harry naturally asked her name first.

"My name is Felicia. Mr. Osborn, Felicia Hardy. I am a new assistant assigned to you by the Human Resources Department. If you need anything, please tell me!"

The girl named Felicia responded cheerfully to Harry, looking at her flirting and charming gesture, Harry had no doubt that if oneself had any special needs, she would definitely not Will refuse to own. It's just a pity, it means oneself not at all. So he just said to her.

"Well then, Felicia. I'm a little hungry. Could you bring me a lunch and bring me a cup of coffee by the way."

"Is it the only way? Osborn Sir?"

The beautiful girl said to Harry a little bitterly, her pitiful appearance was enough to touch any man's heart. It's just that Harry is still remaining unmoved, and at this time, he also made an excessive request to the girl.

"By the way, Felicia. As my assistant secretary, my business ability is not strong, but it's not good. So let's give you a chance to show oneself ability. Just in this section of my snack Time, I want you to make a copy of the documents in your hand and give it to me. How much you can achieve depends on your own level. Of course, don’t think about delaying my meal time. I want to remind you if I eat If it’s not good, your assistant will definitely not feel good!"

This kind of request is really something that Felicia said he did not expect, and it is absolutely absolute for those who selected Felicia here. Not foreseen. In their imagination, a beautiful woman like Felicia should be able to make Harry, a young and energetic president, indulge in the company's affairs. It just didn't expect at all, Harry simply didn't eat this set.

This really made Felicia couldn't help but curse Harry secretly in his heart. However, Oscorp's assistant to the president is a highly paid and promising position after all. She doesn't want to lose such a job because of a little unhappiness. So even if Harry was obviously making things difficult for her, she still submitted to humiliation and said to Harry.

"I see, Mr. Osborn. I will do it!"

"Go, don't forget, hurry up!"

Harry He waved his hand and drove away the own assistant. And soon, Felicia walked in with a chef. The chef respectfully grilled a steak for Harry on the spot, while Felicia gave him a cup of coffee. After all this, she did not dare to stay for long. While sending the chef out, he began to busy organize the backlog of documents on oneself's hand.

Old Osborn hasn't been to the company for a while, so the documents that the president needs to deal with have accumulated a considerable amount of thickness. All these need to be sorted out by her in advance and submitted. Obviously, if she does not hurry up, this mission simply cannot be completed.

The young and beautiful female secretary is racing against time, but Harry is enjoying his own lunch. The steak is cooked to perfection, and the top-notch materials and cooking skills make this lunch full of amazing flavors. It's just that Harry is really not in the mood to taste it carefully, he just fills his own belly in a routine routine.

It can be said that even during the meal, he was completely absent-minded. And this quickly taught him a lesson, that is, he accidentally increased his own strength while gripping the knife and fork.

As a new human who has evolved, Harry's power is absolutely destructive. When he subconsciously exploded this power, even the metal knives and forks were crushed into pieces by him in an instant. This unexpected situation caused Harry to subconsciously stop exerting his force, and it was this tiny change that caused the crumbs of those knives and forks to penetrate deeply into his palms.

The tingling sensation came and disappeared quickly. Because the growth rate of muscle is already faster than the speed of pain sensing. As two or three drops of blood poured out, the metal fragments were already squeezed out. And just as Harry scolded damn, the metal shard with his blood had already fallen on his father's desk.

Then, a very conspicuous logo has already appeared on the LCD desktop.

"DNA certification, confirming..."