Pirates: Approaching Science

The holy land of Mariegioa, the residence of the world's nobles.

In a small room in Don Quixote Castle, Rossi was talking on the phone with Blake who was far away in the Champoli Islands.

"Lord Rossi, I'm very sorry. Last night, our internet cafe at the trial operation point in the Shampoo Islands was robbed by pirates, and we lost 14 billion Baileys." On the other end of the phone, Black held his mobile phone with a guilty look on his face.

As the main person in charge of Rossi's industry, Black usually spends his time coordinating the overall situation, and assigns some Rossi's orders to others to complete.

What's more, Rossi's ambitions are huge. From videos, live broadcasts, forums, education to games, the span is outrageous. Even with such a workload, Black, who is the most loyal to the Don Quixote family, has no regrets and has been conscientiously completing Rossi's instructions.

But even Blake can't cover everything. The attack last night was not what Blake expected. Blake was very ashamed of this and believed that he had betrayed Rossi's trust in him.

Rosie held the phone in her little hand, and her short legs couldn't touch the floor, so she could only rock back and forth under the chair.

"Brother Black, I can't blame you for this. Who knew that Roger would take risks because he had no money? It's really abominable."

I never expected that a big pirate in this era would be so poor that he couldn’t even pay for the internet.

Rossi thought with disdain.

Blake was in the Chambord Islands. He looked at the latest photos sent by his subordinates with a guilty look on his face, and looked at the debris on the ground in the Internet cafe. He was full of guilt: "No, Mr. Rossi, you don't have to protect me. It's all my fault, Roger." The pirates have been here a few times. If I could be more vigilant, maybe something like this wouldn't happen. Damn it."

The sound of Blake's teeth coming from the phone made Rossi feel helpless.

Rossi knew this. Even if Blake kept an eye on things in the Internet cafe, he might not be able to stop Roger.

But it seems that Blake is stubbornly thinking that the responsibility for this matter lies entirely with himself.

As a good boss with good character, gentleness and consideration, Rossi should certainly feel relieved when encountering such an employee.

Rossi thought for a moment and replied: "Brother Black, it's great that you think so. I hope you can be more serious in the future to avoid this kind of thing happening again. I believe you have this ability."

On the other end of the phone, Blake's eyes filled with tears. He never thought that he had made such a big mistake and caused Master Rossi to lose so many Baileys. Master Rossi still believed in him and encouraged himself to continue working hard.

I must not betray Sir Rossi's trust. Black's back was ignited with a blazing flame, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes. Blake vowed in his heart full of fighting spirit.

Well, Rossi thought about it for a while and asked his right-hand man: "Apart from some computers being damaged, are there any other casualties in the store?"

Blake carefully flipped through the report that was sent up and looked at the photos inside.

"Judging from the scene, there was no blood, and it was initially determined that there were no casualties."

When Rossi heard that there were no casualties, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since there are no casualties, it's best. Let's leave this matter to the Navy. They will give us a satisfactory answer. Also, Brother Black, Our internet cafe plan can move to the next stage.”

Blake was stunned: "This happened so quickly and just now."

Rossi said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. Brother Bega has completed the preliminary server, which has met our current needs. Brother Bega said that we will make improvements and optimizations during operation, so the Internet cafe plan It has to start early.”

When Black heard Rossi's explanation, he immediately replied solemnly: "It's Sir Rossi. I will definitely complete the task well."

After hearing Blake's assurance, Rosie nodded with satisfaction, then expressed condolences about Blake's recent life situation, joked for a few words, and then hung up the phone.

After the phone call, Blake scratched his head and looked at the photos sent to him. He always felt that he had forgotten something, which was a bit unpleasant, but he couldn't put it into words.

Oro Jackson ship