"Mr. Consius, let me ask you a question. Do we have any grudges?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, Luke laughed.
"I think so. Otherwise, you wouldn't say that. Do you know what it means for an internet company to secretly tamper with user data?"
"Charlie, tell him."
Charlie continued,
"Showme has signed confidentiality agreements with every user. If they breach these agreements, they will receive tens of thousands of lawyers' letters, be abandoned by millions of users, and the company will cease to exist. As the founder, the boss will be burdened with tens of millions of dollars in debt."
"Did you hear me? This is the price I have to pay, all because of your words."
Luke stood up, walked over to him, and said expressionlessly,
"This conversation ends here. If you have any further requests, please contact my lawyer."
"Will!"
Richard Will, who had been waiting outside, came in.
"I'll leave it to you from now on."
"Don't worry, Boss. I know what to do."
Luke patted his arm and turned to leave. The two agents wanted to stop him, but Roger shook his head with a grim expression and let them leave.
????Without the real owner here, there is no need to continue the negotiations.
Roger led his men out of the Haixing Building and headed straight towards the black SUV.
Emily followed behind, wondering,
"Why don't you let me do it? You know what I'm capable of."
Roger lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
"I can't catch him, and I can't catch him."
????"Why?"
????Roger opened the text message sent by the intelligence officer and threw it over.
The text message contained Luke Xiao's personal file. In the family member column, there was a special name: Xiao Guoxing, the former leader of the Hongmen Society.
The Hongmen is a special ethnic society that only recruits Chinese and some Asians. Its headquarters is located in a coastal city. Due to historical reasons, they rarely make statements in mainstream media, but every action they take can achieve their goals.
The Hongmen can be said to be the most mysterious gang in the United States. No one knows how many members they have, and no one knows how much influence they have.
"No wonder he's so arrogant. Turns out he's the grandson of the Hongmen leader."
Emily muttered to herself.
Roger threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it a few times.
"I'm going to give you a mission. Approach Luke Shaw privately."
Elimi frowned and said, "I don't understand what you mean."
"That guy has a problem, a big problem. I suspect he's affiliated with the Hongmen. Showme is a social networking app with millions of users. If those Asian guys were to control this kind of resources, it would...
What an impact! "
"That's all speculation."
"Speculations often become reality."
Roger didn't want to waste any more time talking. "Emily, this is an order."
"I'm from the Abnormal Adjustment Department. I'm not your responsibility."
"As the supervisor, I have the authority to demand cooperation from agents from other departments. If you disagree, I will call your superior and have him talk to you."
Emily took a deep breath, resisting the urge to burn him to ashes, and hissed,
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"Approach Luke Xiao and use your abilities to understand the interests behind Showme. If possible, infiltrate the higher-ups of the Hongmen."
Elimi gave him a cold look, turned around and left. When she passed by a fire hydrant, there was a bang, and the hydrant broke. Water shot out and flew towards the passing vehicles like a water cannon.
A gray Mercedes Benz had no time to brake.
It rushed into the coffee shop, and the SUV behind it was also affected. As soon as it hit the back of the Bentley, it was anally raped by the Ferrari.
????Everyone was bumping into each other, it was so lively.
"Damn parahuman."
????Roger cursed angrily.
????...
????With the FBI leaving, the oppressive feeling finally disappeared. Just because Luke didn't care about the FBI didn't mean his employees didn't care. After all, it was the highest intelligence agency in the United States and had the power to enforce the Constitution. Being targeted by them was not a good thing.
Charlie felt uneasy and couldn't help but suggest, "How about... give the old man a call!"
Luke said coldly, "If you're scared, go back to Seaside City now."
"I...that's not what I meant."
Luke patted his shoulder and sighed.
"If you've chosen to start a business, you must have the courage to take risks. If you can't even face this little hassle, how can you achieve great things in the future? Charlie, you're a senior executive. Don't let those below you look down on you."
Charlie's cheeks turned red and he was very embarrassed.
Luke said nothing more and turned to walk towards the technical department.
There are too many monsters and demons in the DC world. If there is no explosive news every once in a while, it would be abnormal. Frequent disasters have caused the government's credibility to plummet. Coupled with the extremely high crime rate, how can the people have a good impression of the government?
????Anyone with a little ability would be willing to eat the government food.
When they arrived at the technical department, the battle was about to come to an end. The fat otakus led by Zack used their elusive computer technology to defeat the FBI.
After looking for a while and seeing that there was no problem, Luke left and returned to the office to process documents.
The company has a lot of work to do and a small staff, so Luke has to oversee every aspect. Once he starts working...
Time became blurred and before I knew it, it was dark.
????Looking at the moonlight gradually rising outside the window, Luke suddenly envied Bruce Wayne. The young master had a wealthy family and a lot of money. He didn't have to do anything and the money would roll in. Unlike him, he was tired like a dead dog all day long and didn't even have time to pick up girls.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Robert Downs opened the door, holding a folder.
"Boss, I want to talk to you."
Luke pointed to the chair across from the table and asked him to sit down.
"What are you talking about?"
Robert adjusted his newly bought suit and calmly uttered two words.
"Funding!"
Luke looked up at him and said calmly, "The company has ample funds and won't be considering financing in the short term. If you have any suggestions in this regard, please let us know later."
"Is it really abundant?"
"Of course it's true."
Robert pulled the corner of his mouth with a strange expression. As a financial genius, he had a pair of sharp eyes and could always find what he wanted in the complex and dense data columns. For example, there were many unreasonable places in the financial statements of showme. These places came together to subtly point out a fact: the company had no money.
Robert is a smart man and would not tell anyone about this, but that doesn't stop him from getting what he wants.
"Having sufficient funds and raising capital are two different things. My years of financial experience have taught me that raising capital is a calculated gamble. Only by placing the right bets at the right time can you reap the most lucrative rewards."
Luke leaned back in his chair, his left and right hands overlapping.
"That's a great summary. Keep going."
Robert was unsure of the other party's intentions, and his tone became more cautious.
"This incident has boosted our company's reputation, and our user base has skyrocketed. It's safe to say we've solidified our position as the leading social software company. Consortiums and venture capital firms won't miss this. This is their opportunity, and ours too. As long as we throw the bait at the right time, they're sure to take the bait."
Luke smiled. "It seems you've got a plan."
Robert put the documents in his hand on the table.
"This is the plan."
Luke opened the file and quickly scanned it. The more he looked, the wider his smile grew.
"Robert, you're really surprised to see such a large gift the next day at work. Tell me, what do you want in return?"
Robert narrowed his eyes, stared at Luke, and said word by word,
"I want money. Three million dollars."
"Three million is too much."
"Less than one-tenth, not much at all..."
, I deserve it."
Luke stared at him intently, hoping to see some other emotion in those eyes. Unfortunately, there was nothing but indifference and a faint hatred.
"Falcone is Gotham City's mob boss. Money alone is not enough to take him down."
Luke closed the file and threw it on the table.
"I agree to the plan. Once it's done, I'll give you $3 million, not a cent less."
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