The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Dr. Li, can I ask you to take care of this child. I have other work and I'm in a hurry." Curacao glanced at the two children in his office, put his hands together, and whispered to the fat old man .

"Huh? Assistant Olga?" Dr. A Li responded readily, "Of course, my working hours are very flexible, so go get busy. I just recently invented a few new toys that can make this Two kids are playing with me."

"Thank you very much." Curacao smiled, and then hurried downstairs. She came to the R&D department and walked to Rachel's desk.

The red-haired woman looked up and blinked, startled.

"...Wait a minute, Olga, aren't you in Millikin?" Rachel raised her eyebrows and looked at the silver-haired woman in front of her with some doubts. "Didn't the boss say that he would take you to the South Pole?"

"Yes, I'm back from there." The smile on Curacao's face remained unchanged, looking at Rachel with a weird look in her eyes, she reached out and took out a small and exquisite pocket watch from her arms , opened it, and waved it in front of Rachel's eyes.

Rachel's gaze changed instantly. She reached out, took the pocket watch, and gently opened the dial.

This pocket watch has a gold case, which is elegant and gorgeous without being tacky.A bird pattern is drawn on the dial. After opening, the pointer has stopped for a long time, showing 10:25. The reverse side of the watch is engraved with its production year, which is 1963.

After confirming several elements one by one, the corners of Rachel's mouth slowly flattened, she raised her head, and looked Curacao up and down again.

"What do you mean? Where did you get it, Olga." Rachel held her face with a half-smile, and changed her posture slightly.She glanced around lightly. Grid's employees were in a hurry, and no one noticed what was going on here.

"You can't get this kind of thing at your age." Rachel said softly.

"It's really not my thing, but since I got this, you should know what it means." Curacao's voice was softer.

"..." Rachel lowered her eyes, then raised her eyes again, and took out another pocket watch from her pocket.

This pocket watch is different from the one in Curacao. This pocket watch has a silver case with a ruby ​​inlaid on it.

She stroked the case of the watch with some nostalgia, hesitated for a while, then sighed softly, took out the utility knife that was set aside, pried the clock open along the gap, then took out the watch movement inside, and handed it to the watch. to Curacao.

Curacao understood, turned on the clock in his hand, and opened its case.This beautifully shaped pocket watch turned out to be empty inside.

Curacao took the watch movement that Rachel handed over, and then put it into the case of the pocket watch that was no longer gone, and the two fit perfectly.

Rachel watched Curacao slowly put the parts back together, with a bit of embarrassment on her face.She waved her hands rascally as if she had thrown away a huge burden.

"So, this matter has nothing to do with me, Olga."

"At the beginning, I said it a long time ago, and I didn't want to get involved in your dispute." Rachel's expression was very calm.

"Of course, thank you for your cooperation." Curacao nodded to Rachel, and made a promise, "You will not be implicated."

Soon, the silver-haired woman left the Grid Building.

Rachel sat in her place, motionless looking in the direction in which Olga disappeared, holding a pen in her hand.

"Rachel?" A questioning voice came from a man behind her.

Rachel turned her head slowly, looked at Lars who was approaching her, and took a deep breath.

"It's nothing at all." Rachel showed a bright smile, and patted his chest lightly, "The neon lights may be messy recently. For safety reasons, we'd better stay in the company."

In the faraway America, a woman with blond hair was wearing a black suit, looking like a Legally Blonde sitting at the negotiating table.

But where she is now is an armed helicopter.Opposite her sat a few well-dressed men and women, each carrying a lot of guns, guns, ammunition, and ammunition, and wearing black tights, they didn't look like good people.

The person in charge of flying the helicopter was a big man in a black suit. He had a square face and looked quite nervous.

The blond-haired woman's eyes were cold. Her gaze swept across the eyes of the woman opposite, then stayed on the man, and finally glared at her silly-looking brother sitting opposite her.

"Mother has sent a message." She opened her mouth and said to the tall man, "She was attacked."

The man was slightly taken aback, but before he said anything, the short-haired woman sitting next to him was the first to call out: "What! Calvados! You, Mom, were attacked? Who did it?!"

"It was done by someone inside the organization." The blond woman Ivy interrupted the short-haired woman unhurriedly. She didn't deliberately hide the identity of the other party, but just avoided talking about the fact that the other party might be the boss of the organization.

She took out a map and circled a small island on it: "The person who did this may be hiding in this place. What we have to do is to blow up this land without letting anyone go." draw."

A trace of cruelty flashed in Ivy's eyes.

Is it within the organization...

Another man who seemed honest and honest frowned slightly when he heard this. He didn't want to participate in organizing these fights.But Calvados is his same period, and he is willing to help him with this.

Chianti has no objection. She is very concerned about the few rare friends she has met in the organization. If Ivy is not too cold, I am afraid she will say to Calvados, your sister is me My sister, your mother is also my mother.

In this way, with the cooperation of both parties, the two islands were successfully razed to the ground almost at the same time.

At this time, it was less than 24 hours before Pisco sold his boss' hiding place.

The sea boat that Bolivar was on had been sailing for a day and a night, and he could already see the floating icebergs on the horizon in the distance.

"So, how long are we going to stay here, Father." The lively and playful woman sat on the deck, looking at the scenery outside.The ship they were on moved to higher latitudes little by little, and the surrounding temperature became colder and colder.

"It's coming soon, be quiet, Keke." The calm man sitting next to her said so, rubbing his hands, looking outside, "Look at the ice field over there, it's coming soon."

"It's probably a few days before what you said... And, you know that's not what I meant." Ke Ke turned her head away in a fit of anger, and she glanced at the location of the VIP area.

She sent out six VIP tickets, but only five people lived there, and a woman she didn't know lived in the other room, definitely not the code member she knew.

"Coco, this matter has nothing to do with us after that person boards the ship." Mr. Houston spoke very implicitly, and he glanced at the location of the VIP cabin upstairs.

He took a deep breath.

"Let me tell you something you want to know." Houston said slowly, "That's a very old thing."

"You should know the history of the lark's establishment."

"Churst Johnson, a native Englishman. When he was young, he cooperated with a Swiss designer Banner Carpenter who lived in England. The two jointly created the Lark Enterprise."

"Johnson, as the titular leader, is in charge of all major issues of external communication, mobilizing employees, and making decisions, but the soul of Lark depends entirely on Carpenter's creativity and design. It can be said that he is the foundation of Lark. The two worked together to build this company together.”

"But if there are two people, surely a company can't have two leaders?" Ke Ke tilted his head slightly and asked, "Are they like bosses and subordinates?"

"No, it's like the chairman and the general manager." He smiled and glanced at Ke Ke, "One can be replaced at any time, which is a handy tool, while the other holds the core. You know, an excellent Subordinates can even use the board of directors to crowd out their own bosses."

Coco pursed her mouth and said no more.Houston was silent for a second before continuing to preach.

"Their offspring generally have the same division of labor. The two cooperate with each other. In order to ensure the stability of the company, they usually choose married couples or children born to married couples as the successors of the company."

"I remember that the last manager of Lark was a pair of brothers, and the last manager was a couple. They have always been selected in rotation."

"That's it." Coco blinked and asked belatedly, "Father, does this have anything to do with what we discussed?"

Houston also stared quietly at the sea.

"Who knows."

While the father and daughter were talking, the door of the next room opened, and the black-haired man nodded to the two of them, and then turned to the room where the captain was.

The experienced old man looked very polite, and he told Bolivar that someone had called the phone on the ship, calling Bolivar by name.

This captain was newly replaced after he and Garcia boarded the ship. He was from Grid and was one of the employees he brought on board.The old captain and the original sailor's first mate on board had already been bundled into rice dumplings by Bolívar's men and locked up in the warehouse the night before.

Bolivar was not surprised to get the call at this moment.In other words, he was happy to see this situation, and only when he received a call did he choose the right one.Among the two islands, which one opened a king bomb.

"Hello." He picked up the phone with a gentle and polite tone.

There was a noisy electric sound from the opposite side, followed by various noises, and then there was a harsh mechanical synthesis sound.I don't know if the other party is trying to hide his identity, or the person on the other side can no longer speak.

"My dear child, I know that what happened today is absolutely inseparable from you." The voice on the other side was very slow, "But you have to know that some things are not as simple as you imagine."

"It's too late for you to stop now."

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