The Goddess Shines on America

The story of Remus Byrne is not complicated. After Alice's various detailed interrogations, he quickly explained the details of the pincers pinching Little Tintin. The late-night architectural design office suddenly ushered in a mysterious stalker. This topic is more interesting than any story, not to mention that the other party's question is directly related to the audience.

"So, you didn't see that woman's face from beginning to end?"

Remus Bourne replied honestly: "Yes, I really didn’t know how she broke into the company. As you know, after all, our design office is not a large company with a high degree of confidentiality, but at most it relies on It’s nothing more than the probe in the public corridor. But the director went to the property staff afterwards, but he didn’t find any clues in the video."

"Oh, that's really interesting." Turning her head and looking at the charming night sky outside the window, Alice dragged a long tone and said, "Could that woman even sneak in from the window with a rope gun? Wow, let's not talk about it. The feasibility of James Bondfan’s approach, you can’t be aware of it, right?”

Alice actually already had a spectrum in her heart. After all, there have been so many things in recent times. How could it be possible to say that she could not guess the target person. But since being a former victim, the design office will definitely conduct some investigations on this woman. Someone should just listen to it and be prepared.

"In fact, it is really possible to detect...not." Since the secret in his heart has been seen through by the victim, Bourne will of course not cover up anything, embarrassingly, he said honestly: "The strength of our firm, you You also know how much space you rented in that entire office building. You know. Therefore, there are a lot of empty offices for that woman to break in. After all, we do have a lot of information to store, and it depends solely on functions. Sexual storage rooms are not enough."

This is the characteristic of an elite company. The number of people does not need to be particularly large, but the performance is definitely not bad. Obviously, it is a high-priced office rental in a skyscraper in the cbd area of ​​London, but it can also use a large office with good lighting as a data storage room. Alice is somewhat gloating about this, or else how to say Xiu En love to die quickly, how many years of extravagant behavior of Foster Design Institute, today can be regarded as a retribution for them.

"The situation is understood," she said. "So that woman fainted you, and then stole my blueprint without hindrance?"

"Yes... I think so." Byrne's embarrassment is no longer normal. He even wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Our director also wants to notify you, but we have checked the building's surveillance. I didn’t find the woman either. It was at night, there was almost no one in the corridor, Payne in the archives room was sleeping, and I couldn’t see the woman directly, so..."

"So this matter can only be stopped temporarily. Your director wants to suppress the matter first, and then have to poke it out when something really happens... Isn't that the same thing."

The sweat on Burne's forehead could no longer stop flowing downwards, he was obviously better face, and while lowering his voice, he didn't forget to look around. Fortunately, this flight was a night flight after all. Few passengers in the business class were willing to overhear, and even an elderly person was already asleep.

"Miss Wang, this matter today..."

"It's a little troublesome to deal with this matter..." Alice sat quite calmly, trying her best not to smile too smugly, because she knew that she had caught Remus Byrne's little boy by accident. It's fateful. The boss asked the employees not to leak the secrets for the time being, but who would have expected that the protagonist of the incident would meet on the plane by chance, and Byrne would be exposed because of his guilty conscience?

"Miss Wang..."

"Theoretically speaking, I can now take your company to court. Then you will lose the case anyway, and although you are a top designer in the institute, it is difficult to say that you will not be fired."

"Wang, Wang, Miss Wang..."

"But I'm not that unreasonable person. You just designed the blueprint for my Exeter Institute, and I must admit that although the overall idea of ​​the building was proposed by me, the whole idea was taken one by one. The blueprint depicts you after all, and this is a very wonderful masterpiece. If I really sue you and cause you to be fired, although it can’t be regarded as slaying the grind and killing the donkey, it would be too unreasonable logically. It's... isn't it?"

"Huh...Miss Wang, I'm glad you can think so." Byrne quickly wiped the last sweat.

"So, I have a compromise here." Alice had the urge to smile, but in order to maintain the ugly face of the evil capitalist, she still tried her best to keep her face straight.

Byrne asked cautiously: "What is the solution?"

"How about you resign from Foster and work exclusively for me from now on?"

The answer that is not astonishing and deadly made Remus Byrne stunned.

"Resign and work exclusively for you? Miss Wang, you, you, you... what do you mean?"

Byrne was completely confused. He couldn't imagine anything that a famous Silicon Valley entrepreneur could do for himself. If you want to profit from your own fault, all Alice-Wang can do is to take the design to court and make a fortune on the grounds that the other party loses customer information. But now, what she proposed is to let her resign and follow her. What kind of mess is this?

"Well, to put it simply, I also intend to develop in the direction of real estate." Alice said: "It is not just a simple speculation of houses and selling prices, but a large-scale investment in real estate construction. In such a process, if I Having an excellent architectural design team will definitely save a lot of time and money, right?"

It turned out to be so, Bourne understood right away.

Among the three types of industries, the service industry is of course the one with the highest output value, and the profit rate of the knowledge industry is infinitely high. Architectural design, fashion design, graphic design, corporate image and logo design are the most typical examples. The high profit rate in the industry naturally means that the proportion of customers who spend "wonderful money" is also increasing. As an industry insider, Byrne really can't understand it.

Of course, Alice knew this too well.

Thinking about the newly built World Trade Tower after 9/11, it had a logo and a letter "w" composed of several black skyscrapers. The firm actually asked for more than three million US dollars!

Is there any more wronged money than this?

Alice is rich, but not a fat sheep.

Now that Cisco is listed, Microsoft's Windows 3.0 is also selling hot, Oscar & Hannah in mainland China are also developing well, and all the companies that she has invested in are regularly feeding themselves back. Only some really humble poor bugs, such as a certain ea game company and a certain funny ps company, are almost completely ignored by her.

But no matter what, plus the round of frenzy during the "87 stock disaster", Alice alone has hundreds of millions of dollars in personal cash that can be mobilized at any time. If you count the Japanese real estate that you still don't want to sell, it is not worth it at the moment, and the cash you can hold is as high as 2 billion US dollars!

It can be said that if she contacts Forbes magazine now and shakes all the capital at her hand, at least half of Silicon Valley will be shocked.

Furthermore, the concept of 2 billion US dollars naturally means that she has too many large projects to put on the agenda.

Take real estate.

"My mother just called this morning and she told me Oscar, which is my brother's dream, Stark Tower or something."

She said slowly to Byrne: "I have a saying that I often tell my family, that is, if there is no demand, we can take the initiative to create demand. You just asked me whether a skyscraper in downtown Los Angeles should be rented out or For personal use, right?"

Byrne nodded slowly and said, "It seems that you are going to use it yourself?"

Alice smiled and nodded: "Exactly."

This conversation will not arouse the attention of many people at the scene, because the night is already deep, and the passengers will either start taking a nap early or entertain themselves, and no one cares what other passengers are doing. The same can be applied to Alice. When the timeline of the plane's flight has only gone for an hour and a half, she stopped talking with Remus Byrne and started some things she loves to do.

For example, the business card that a gentleman left to him a few days ago~www.readwn.com~Alice forgives Foster & Partners for its negligence, does not mean that she will also ignore all the things related to that female spy. Now the situation is very clear. The Draken Company representative is indeed very interested in her research institute, but it has not been listed on the list of infiltrating investigations. So this also means that Alice has enough time and energy to conduct counter investigations.

This Mr. Anderson, whose office is in Rome, is obviously in the same group as the female spy, but Alice's preliminary investigation of him has not gained much. So now it seems that I can also make use of the previous encounter at the party, and have a little contact with him?

"Is it a wealthy German businessman who has a company in Italy? On the surface, you can't see anything worthy of attention." Alice looked at this plain business card and fell into deep thought. Of course, she did not forget, when she sneaked into the person on the night of the party. I heard something after my study. But the question is, what is hidden behind the inexplicable conversation between the man and the bodyguard?

"The programmer who finds the algorithm can handle everything, and can compile code that I can't understand in an instant. How can such a master let it go?"

Smiling softly, looking at the night outside the window, Alice put away her business card again. (To be continued.)