Chapter 1051： : You risk your life, I sponsor you.

Sitting in this small western-style building facing the Panama Canal, holding afternoon tea and watching the sunset, this kind of life is very comfortable.

Motley Mullen loved days like this.

Of course, it would be better without that shit.

But it is impossible to be lazy now, Motley Mullen checked his watch, stood up, stretched, walked back to the office, pressed the phone on the desk, and waited for the beep to ring After two voices, she said, "Dear Irene, come to my office."

"Okay, sir." The girl's voice answered.

Just ten seconds after hanging up the phone, the secretary knocked on the door and came in with a very professional smile (fake smile), "Sir."

"Is there anything I need to do today? Well, let me guess, is there any task in North America?" Motley Mullen was very emotional, which is very common for a thirty-year-old person. It is rare to see that most importantly, he still holds such an important position.

But with his surname, it's not surprising.

[Zeus Gene Technology] The reorganization naturally means that there are more cakes waiting to be distributed. Those families and organizations that didn't have much thought and liked to hide behind their backs all stood up at once.

If someone investigates, they can find that the top executives of the original 13 groups have not reached the brains of this new interest group at all, at most they are middle-level leaders.

And above...

The whole article reads: Rich people!

Motley Mullen is a typical vested interest. To be able to sit in this only position at this age, I have to say... awesome.

Facing his complaints, the secretary still smiled calmly, "There are some that you need to sign, and I will bring them later, but there is an email from San Jose that you need to review yourself." She said, and continued Say, "A key is required."

Motley Mullen immediately became interested.

There are five company headquarters, one in almost every continent, including New York, Panama, Mumbai, Egypt, and Canberra. What is the door, so in this case, a key is prepared, which is a random password.

There is no fixed one, no one knows, and this thing is only in the hands of the boss.

Motley Mullen was a little curious, and even found it...amusing.

He immediately asked the secretary to turn around, and the latter would naturally not disobey his congressman, because this secretary was one of Motley Mullen's own people brought from home, not so much [Zeus Gene Technology] was the capital under coercion A monster, it's better to say that someone overturned the table and planned to do it himself blindly.

Five headquarters, what do you mean?

At least there are five factions that don't like each other. Everyone wants to be the boss, but everyone is on an equal footing. Who commands whom? In this case, it is divided into five headquarters, and everyone can play mud on their own forces.

The Panama headquarters is owned by the Mullen family.

Of course, they have to report to North America in name.

An email with "The Hanged Man" was sent to Motley Mullen's computer. He took out a key from his pocket in a hurry, and when he was about to take out the key, he looked up at the secretary. , Squeezing a smile, "Irene, is there anything else?"

The secretary immediately understood, she smiled apologetically, turned around and left, but there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, and when she closed the door, she even took a peek inside.

Motley Mullen moved the leg of the desk, knocked on the floor below, and then heard a bit of echo, and carefully opened it. There was a small box inside, and the box was opened with a key. Inside was a There was also a fingerprint lock. After he pressed his thumb, he revealed the key inside.

This Motley Mullen is not honest at all. He is actually more cautious than anyone else in his heart. Others don't know, but there are probably not many people like him who can "hide".

Thinking about it, it was true. Can such an important position be given to a swinger? The Mullen family has such a long history, and there are many direct descendants, why did they send such a person?

An idiot, but not an heir.

Motley Mullen took out the key and entered it into the email according to the random password above, and the content inside was clear at a glance.

It's the Garley family's fart. Mr. [Knight] has to report to the top. The fund provider behind [Hogwarts] is the Mullen family. Of course, he is one of them, and he is also the sanctioner of this term.

Therefore, a real noble has complicated connections.

Tang Dao underestimated the people of the world!

Motley Mullen stroked his chin, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly seemed to think of something, his eyes shone brightly, and he deleted the email, and deleted the

Delete them all. I forgot to mention that he majored in computer science, so he still has some skills.

Gu TaiHe felt that it would be a waste to push such a "wild" genetic person to [Hogwarts], [Mullen Family]... No, it should be Motley Mullen who should have his own As a fan, he hopes to give himself a bigger bargaining chip. That dead ghost father has lived too long. Who knows if he will change his mind and give the position to the big brother who has been expelled.

Thinking of this, Motley Mullen had an idea, picked up the phone, put it down again, took out his personal phone with a smile, dialed the number, gently pressed the thumb of his left hand under the nail of his index finger, and waited for the other person to answer. After the communication, he ordered, "Go to San Jose and find Raiden Wope to bring the man back. He knows what I'm talking about. Also, tell him that I don't want others to know about it from him."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone gracefully, threw it into the trash can, then wrinkled his nose, sniffed left and right, and sniffed again, "It stinks again."

Humming a ditty, he walked into the bathroom in the office.

this man...

Maybe something is wrong.

…

The so-called fart on the top is busy dying on the bottom.

Boss Tang wants to know some "mysterious" things, and the intelligence department must work overtime to sort them out.

It was delivered to him immediately the next day.

A "mental patient" appeared in Lille, France, a male, dressed in strange clothes and danced on the street, attracting people to stop, and then people joined in one after another. Four or five hours later, the number reached an astonishing 20 people, and the authorities suddenly felt that something was wrong. There is no way to pull deadlifts, and in the end they can only use violence, but according to people familiar with the matter, these people are still dancing in the car!

So... some people have linked it to the "Dancing Plague" of 1518.

In November 1996, at Daban Subway Station, a panicked passenger knelt and prayed on the platform, declaring the end of the world!

And then... my head exploded.

His DNA has been verified, which has very violent power, and the uncontrollable storm will destroy it with force from the inside out.

And in 1997, the scarecrow incident in Massachusetts happened again. This time, just like in 1960, a scarecrow appeared in the wheat field. Anyone who saw the eyes of the scarecrow had dull eyes, and then... went crazy. At that time, someone detected Excessive excitement in the air.

"Exciting factor" is a general term, that is, it can stimulate the secretion of dopamine in the body, making people special... Pleasure!

…

There are a lot of such news, true or false, false or true, who the **** knows whether it is true or not?

But one of them caught Tang's attention.

Pointing to one of them, he asked, "There is an inexplicable noise in the Alps? Can't the satellite find it?"

"I can't find any interference from ."

Tang Dao immediately became interested. The more you don't let me know the situation, the more curious I will be. It's not interesting, just for fun.

"Find someone to understand clearly." He said, always feeling that he had to use his own strengths, "Let's hold a challenge, the world's famous dangerous places, mountains, plains, and forests can be visited by people, as long as they pass safely, We will reward 400,000 US dollars, and there is no limit to the number of people.”

Certain organizations like to hide in places like this and do dirty things.

He felt that he should: "Come forward!"

"I'll make the arrangements." Mister said in a big way.

"Boss, that Mr. Liu Ming has contacted me many times before. He very much agrees with our idea of ​​developing the North and South Poles, and expressed his hope to see you again." Hurst said from the side, "I think he will definitely bring Good news."

Tang Dao nodded slightly, thought for a while, and looked at his watch, "Then it's three o'clock in the afternoon."

Just as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.

A bodyguard came in with an envelope in his hand, "Boss, there is a letter from you."

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