"Huh?"
Hearing Peter say he wanted to do business, a large question mark couldn't help but appear on Harry's forehead.
"What kind of business do you want to do? Handmade burgers or an ice cream cart?"
It really wasn't that Harry wanted to be sarcastic toward Peter on purpose.
Rather, in his understanding, given Peter's family background, he could only manage small businesses like these.
Of course, even if Peter just wanted to drag him into this kind of "public-facing" work, Harry, as a wealthy young master, would definitely choose to join without even batting an eye.
After all, the two had been friends since childhood; their bond was incredibly strong!
"This isn't the place to talk. Let's find somewhere quiet to chat."
Peter followed Harry into the convertible sports car, and before long, the two arrived at a secluded cafe.
After taking their seats, Peter didn't keep him in suspense and directly pulled out the design sketches for a "Smartphone" he had drawn during class today:
"Harry, what do you think the phones of the future should look like?"
"Phones of the future?"
Harry was stunned for a moment, then glanced at his latest BlackBerry.
This phone had a large screen, but it still wasn't a touchscreen; one had to use the small buttons below to compose messages:
"Larger size, more features? Better signal? Or... can play more games?"
"Or maybe, press a button and a holographic projection pops up?"
"No."
Peter shook his head and pushed a design sketch of a Smartphone, which would be very common in later generations, in front of Harry.
There were styles with buttons similar to an iPhone.
There were also true Full-screen models, as well as various Foldable screen styles.
"Although I also long for that kind of tactile holographic projection technology, such an idea is still too far ahead of its time at this stage."
"Compared to that kind of completely conceptual product, I want to produce a more feasible phone..."
As Peter began to describe his "Smartphone" in immense detail, Harry's eyes couldn't help but widen.
Looking at the simple concept drawings in his hand, his breathing became rapid for a moment.
Although he wasn't a professional researcher or technician, as the heir to Oscorp, he still possessed a business sense far beyond his peers!
Therefore, as Peter described it, he quickly realized that this so-called "Smartphone" indeed had great potential!
If this thing could really be made, then all current phone manufacturers would only have two paths left in the future.
Either follow behind them and pick up the scraps, or be completely swept into the dustbin of history!
"Peter... this... all of this... you came up with it?" Harry's voice was trembling.
"Of course."
Peter nodded calmly and then dropped another bombshell:
"Moreover, a friend and I have solved the core energy issue."
"Once we use the new type of battery we developed, the battery life of the phones we produce will be more than three times that of our competitors."
"You know what this means, right?"
As Peter laid out his plan in full, Harry could no longer sit still.
He was just a High school senior who had only turned 18 this year; he really couldn't be as calm and composed as Peter.
"Peter! This idea of yours is simply amazing! And the feasibility is incredibly high! Almost every difficulty involved can be achieved with current technology."
"Plus, with the specialized battery you and your friend developed as the core competitiveness... as long as there's enough financial support, we'll be successful in no time!"
At this moment, Harry's behavior was even bordering on obsessive.
It couldn't be helped; the psychological shadow left by Old Norman's oppressive education was far too severe.
Nowadays, Harry could be said to dream of gaining his old father's approval and making him see him in a new light.
Previously, he had no real skills and could only sulk alone when faced with his father's suppression and ridicule.
But now, with the new type of phone proposed by Peter, he felt he could finally hold his head high.
Harry couldn't help but grab Peter's shoulders and said with burning eyes:
"This project can really work! As long as you bring the new battery, I can definitely persuade my father, or at least secure an opportunity for him to meet with you privately."
"I believe that when you lay out these concepts before my father, even he will be amazed!"
At this moment, Harry seemed to already see the scene of his old man patting his shoulder with a gratified expression, sighing, "I knew you could do it!"
He then slapped his chest boisterously and took everything upon himself, promising it would definitely succeed... What Harry didn't know at this time was...
That his father, Norman Osborn, who was omnipotent in his eyes, was currently under unprecedentedly immense pressure.
Oscorp, top-floor office.
Norman Osborn gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands.
At this moment, he was holding a physical examination report in his hand.
The report showed that the genetic collapse within his body was accelerating.
His private Doctor even asserted that if an effective treatment couldn't be found soon, he might only have less than a month left!
The shadow of death was approaching him step by step.
And what terrified him even more than death was his life's work—Oscorp was now standing on the edge of a cliff!
"Norman, the Military has issued an ultimatum."
A member of the Board of Directors sat across from him and said in a heavy tone:
"They aren't interested in the Military flight vehicle project at all, even going so far as to say that having Stark and Hammer Industries is enough for ordnance projects."
"What they want from us is only the Human Performance Enhancer project."
"If we can't produce results that satisfy them in this week's demonstration, they will withdraw all funding. This is an outcome we cannot accept."
This news, like a heavy hammer, struck hard against Norman's already fragile nerves.
Over the years, as his health deteriorated, he had no energy to pay attention to the company's many projects.
This indirectly led the group, under the idiotic operations of several shareholders, to invest in several projects with massive costs but almost no return on investment.
These burdens made Oscorp's financial pressure increasingly tight, almost on the verge of collapse.
If news broke now that Oscorp had also lost financial support from the Military, the stock price would definitely plummet as well.
Those shareholders who had long been dissatisfied with him would be like sharks smelling blood, tearing him and the empire he founded into pieces without hesitation!
"I understand."
Norman waved his hand wearily. Only after dismissing the board member did his last bit of strength drain away, and he slumped powerlessly into his chair.
After being despondent for about half a minute, Norman rubbed his face and forced himself to pull it together.
Nowadays, Harry still lacks the ability to stand on his own.
For the sake of his son, he had to survive and sweep away all obstacles for his son to take over Oscorp!
For this, he would pay any price!