Musk flipped through the magazine in his hand and chose to call the landline phone. "Mary, come to my office. I have something to tell you."
Indeed, no matter what, he was curious about the mysterious person who was on par with him. Who could this person be? he wondered.
Just as he continued to mull over it, his secretary, Mary, knocked on the door and walked in. Her ponytail swung beautifully with every move she made. "Boss, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Help me find out who this IP address belongs to? Or rather, its exact location."
Musk spun his laptop around so that the other party could see what was on it. "I want to have the information in half an hour. I can't wait to know who he is."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
As a big company, Tesla could easily find someone to help them.
However, not long after, she was slapped in the face.