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Capítulo 32: Chapter 32 Three Spy

After finishing a heavy day of work, Robert Downs returned to the dilapidated building.

I poured half a glass of red wine, leaned on the sofa, tasted bit by bit, the mellow fragrance spread in my mouth, and the time seemed to freeze.

Robert loves red wine very much. When he was the boss, he would pour two glasses of Romani Conti every night. The feeling is endless.

After a while, the sound of the door opening came from behind, and Warren Austin walked into the room, glanced at the empty wine bottle in the corner, and said helplessly.

"A box of red wine will be finished in a few days. It seems that I have to call the boss and ask him to send a few more boxes."

Robert raised his glass, "Would you like a drink."

Warren shook his head. "I prefer whiskey to red wine."

"Whiskey is too strong and it's easy to get drunk."

Warren was noncommittal, and instead asked, "How is the financing going?"

Robert shook his glass and said casually.

"Luke Shaw has given me the full power of financing."

Oh!

Warren raised his brows slightly and couldn't believe it.

"I remember it didn't take long for you to join ShowMe, he gave you such an important job."

"He has no choice but for me."

Simple words contained strong confidence, and Warren smiled panderingly, but a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he admired the ShowMe boss. In just two months, he developed a start-up company to the scale of millions of users. This is not something ordinary people can do, but from now on, he is just a lucky guy.

People who don't know well and use people improperly also want to succeed!

"It seems that the financial power of ShowMe is already in your hands."

Robert nodded, "ShowMe has a big gap in the capital chain and urgently needs cash flow. This afternoon, Luke Shaw gave me a dead order. Before next Friday, I must finalize the financing plan. The bottom line is 35 million US dollars. "

"What about the shares?"

"20%!"

"Too few, the boss's requirement is 67% or more, absolute control."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult, Luke Shaw will not agree."

Warren raised the corners of his mouth and said indifferently, "It's nothing more than a seventeen-year-old kid, what can he have! If he doesn't agree, let him see the world of adults."

Robert glanced at his old friend, eyelids lowered, and looked forward faintly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Tomorrow morning, the investment department of Sequoia Group will negotiate with you. The next thing is up to you."

"I know how to do it?"

Warren patted him on the shoulder and left with a big smile.

The door was closed, and the darkroom fell into silence again.

Time passed bit by bit, when the needle crossed the ninth mark, Robert put on his coat, walked out of the house, through the alley full of sewage, and stopped at a street restaurant.

I bought a cup of coffee and two sandwiches, sat down on a table or chair where no one was, and ate bite by bite.

After a while, a middle-aged white man of about 40 years old walked into the store. The middle-aged man was tall and strong, and his suit was swollen. There was a gold chain under his collar and a gold watch on his wrist. The dress of a successful deputy, but that face full of the flesh is prohibitive.

He sat down on the chair opposite Robert and said in a cold voice.

"You made Lao Tzu wait ten minutes."

Robert quickly put down the sandwich and glanced around, making sure that no one was paying attention, then said in a slightly complaining tone.

"Mr. Rhodes, there is nothing you can say on the phone, you know who I am, you can't say anything."

"Who cares about you!"

Alexander Rhodes grinned, made no secret of the irony on his face, slapped the table, called the panicked waitress over, ordered a glass of dark beer, and continued, "It's not the boss who speaks, I will come to Metropolis. Broken place! Listen..."

He put his arm around Robert's neck, threatening word by word.

"The boss is very dissatisfied with your work, let me beat and beat you! Know the meaning of beating!"

Robert struggled, "My injury is not healed, and I won't be able to go to work if I get injured."

Alexander Rhodes touched his chin for a moment, and pushed Robert onto the chair with his nervous expression.

"Remember this first, let's talk about Batman."

Batman!

Robert moved his neck and his face was confused.

Alexander gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what method you use, you must obtain Batman's identity information within two days. This is the last test the boss will put on you. If you can't succeed, you know what the result will be."

Upon hearing this, Robert was desperate.

"Batman didn't use his real name to register, and he couldn't find his personal information. According to the news from the technical department, Batman is very likely to be in the North Pole. You can't let me go to the North Pole to find him. How can I have that ability?"

"Arctic!"

Alexander was furious, "The rotten bat was in Gotham City last night, and went to the North Pole in a blink of an eye, FUCK! Dare you lie to me!"

The roar exploded, all the customers in the coffee shop looked over here,

Robert waved his hand again and again, nervous and scared, "I didn't say that the other person was in the North Pole, and the ip address indicated that the registrant was in the North Pole. That is to say, he is likely to build a base there.

Alexander thought for a while, and felt that what the other party said was a bit reasonable, and he would not write his real name.

"I have already told you what the boss said. Whether it can be done has nothing to do with me, it will only take two days.

Do it yourself! "

When the words fell, he took the beer glass and pinched the waitress's fat ass. Alexander glared at him, but Alexander didn't care and blew his whistle triumphantly.

Robert grimaced, wanted to argue, but didn't know how to say, sitting there was like a puff of air, after a long time, he said in a low voice.

"I think in the current situation, it is impossible to find Batman's identity in a short time, unless the boss sends someone to the North Pole."

After a pause, he looked up and saw that Alexander was still "hooking up" with the waiter, and continued.

"But now there is a great opportunity for long-term tracking of Batman, and that is ShowMe. As long as you master the ShowMe database, you can find his real location based on the ip address. Also, you can also control his account to publish or Delete some inappropriate remarks, such as supporting racism, terrorism..."

"Mr. Rhodes, are you listening? "

Alexander poured a whole glass of dark beer into his stomach, burped with satisfaction, and said,

"I'm not interested in the ip, social accounts and the like you mentioned, so let's just say it, what do you want to do?"

"The original plan is to acquire ShowMe, and firmly control the social platform in our hands, boss, I sincerely implore you to let me meet Sidney, and I will convince him."

...

At ten o'clock in the evening, after watching Alexander take the waitress away, Robert subconsciously tightened his clothes. He no longer remembered how long he hadn't touched a woman.

Enduring the cold night wind, Robert returned to the dilapidated room.

The lights came on, and a familiar and unfamiliar figure sat on the sofa, with indifferent eyes looking directly at this side.

FBI, Roger Consius!

Robert was shocked,

"You... why are you here?"

Roger Consius raised Erlang's legs and said with a smile.

"Alexander Rhodes, Falcone's confidant, if I tell Luke Shaw that you have colluded with him to sell ShowMe, guess what he will do with you."

"I don't know what you are talking about? Mr. Consius, I seriously warn you that it is illegal to break into a house."

Robert swallowed and foamed, his eyes patrolling the room.

"Don't look for it, the others are outside, only you and me in the room."

Roger Consius got up, came to Robert, and put a recording in his ear. After listening to it, Robert fell to the ground like a bone-sucked fish.

Roger Consius patted him on the cheek and laughed low.

"Mr. Downs, from now on, you are mine!"

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