The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Opposite the Champs Elysees restaurant at night, a group of people gathered there, most of them were employees of the restaurant, and they came here to see their boss off for the last time.

It was cold and windy around, and the little candles were blown flickeringly. Everyone held the candles and flowers they brought and waited in a long line.

Asai Keiko sighed, she put down the candles and flowers in her hand, stood up and patted her face.This is the memorial service she and her colleagues held for Chef Via, as a thank you for his care during this time.

"I'm looking for a new job again..." The black-haired woman rubbed her hands together and shrank herself into the old fleece. It's autumn and the night is still very cold.

The entire restaurant was sealed off, because there was a murder case, almost no customers dared to come here, not to mention that the place where the dead were in the cold storage, even if they dared to come, they would not dare to eat the food here.

According to Mr. Via's last wish, the police handed over the entire house to a third party. After the other party settled the wages of all the employees, they dismissed everyone directly, and then pushed to rebuild the entire building.

No, it cannot be called dismissal.After all, their contract was still signed with Via Restaurant, and basically had nothing to do with a third party, so the new company's willingness to compensate them later was considered kind.

"It's so difficult..." Keiko Asai raised her head and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She has been busy today and hasn't had lunch yet.

She took out her wallet, and there wasn't even five dollars in it, only a few coins.Her part-time job was a daily settlement. After the Via restaurant closed, her income was directly cut off, and she couldn't even pay for her living expenses.

"I really want to get back the money I gave back to Mr. Rosales..." She cried and shook her head fiercely, "No, no, no, how can you have such an idea! It's really shameful!"

"But I'm really hungry." She couldn't help but glanced at the various attractive recipes and food in the window, planning to walk back and soak rusks in hot water to satisfy her hunger.

One dollar can buy a large bag of temporary bread, which is the best helper for hunger.

"M is a part-time worker, recruiting, take a look at Miss?"

"...Thank you." Asai Keiko instinctively reached out to take it.

She has nothing on her body now, except for the recruitment leaflets.

I have collected more than a dozen leaflets along the way, most of which have time requirements, but the few that do not have time requirements...

"Well, Xiaolele Pig Farm is hiring cleaners..." Keiko Asai subconsciously trembled, "Let's leave this place."

"Asaka?" The man standing on the periphery of the crowd called softly.

"Ah? Gredo?" Keiko Asai raised her eyes, with a hesitant expression, "Well, what's the matter?"

She and Gredo were not familiar with each other, and they hadn't had much contact with each other before, but probably because they were both in debt and poor, they had a good impression of each other.

"Didn't you see it? The message left by Grid Company. All employees, who are willing, can directly transfer the contract to go there, but the salary will be a little less." Gredo shared the publicity that wrote the contact information of Luchuan's assistant The list was stuffed into Asai's hand.

"He specially left a message, and he can give priority to recruiting students."

"Hey?!"

"Huh? What is this in your hand? Xiaolele Pig Farm?"

Bolivar sorts out what he has done so far in the office, and then makes some plans for future goals.

He has been here for less than a few weeks, and he is quite satisfied.First of all, I figured out my identity - I have both inner and outer identities, as well as information about the black organization and the company's status.

As for the future goals, the most important thing is to protect your identity from being exposed, and the second thing is to find Hiroki Sawada.

If you can find him, develop a high-tech weapon that can reduce dimensionality.Afterwards, no matter whether you choose the positive method, embezzling the organization and turning the organization into your own; or choose the negative method, letting the entire organization know the person who knows his secret disappears, it will become much easier.

The way to deal with it is so simple and rude.

If I become the biggest boss or eliminate the opponent directly, wouldn't there be no risk of losing the vest at all?

I don't like this organization, and I have the ability, why not change the organization to my liking?

However, he was still unwilling to choose such a brutal path unless it was an emergency.Bolivar sighed, although there are still suspended animation or half-dead people dawdling in the organization...

But for one thing, he is unwilling to face the danger of being discovered and hunted down for the rest of his life. As for the second one, heh, it’s the same as the first one, a one-stop gift package waiting for you from dropping the vest, being discovered, and cleaning up the traitors.

He doesn't like being controlled by others to do things. As long as he is a subordinate of the black organization, he will definitely do things that are not his own will, which is not acceptable.

He has to think about what he should do.Perhaps the two paths are not in conflict?

Bolivar took out the note from his pocket and put it on the table, on which was a personal phone.

This is the reliable news he obtained through his diligence and uninterrupted sorting out his records about the past every day.

The owner of the call is a college classmate of the original owner. The other party is currently working in the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau after graduation. I heard that there is still some way to get a social security card.

Most importantly, the original owner didn't know him well.

Bolivar called the other party without much hesitation: "...It's me, Bolivar Rosales...Of course, I also miss the days of listening to Wendy's lectures with you... It's awesome , I will rely more on your accommodation in the future...Of course there is no problem..."

They greeted each other again, and without much effort, the other party agreed to what Bolivar asked.And Bolivar sent the information he knew about Sawada Hiroki's mother to the other party by email, and even transferred a sum of money to his account.

After doing this, Bolivar re-discovered the financial report and began to calculate the financial data after the acquisition of Champs Elysees one by one.

"Knock-"

Ivy, who was wearing a brown suit and skirt, opened the door and came in. She should have just returned from the scene of the crime, and her face looked a little ugly.

"Ivy? The case has been resolved? Are you scared?" Bolivar put down his pen and poured a cup of coffee for the other party. "Are you too tired recently?"

"Boss, it has nothing to do with this matter." After Ivy took the coffee, she squeezed out a small smile, "The matter of the case, well, you should pay attention to it."

Ivy thought of the possible impact of a spy coming over there, so she told Bolivar about it.

"That Via was a spy sent from somewhere. He probably lived here for so long that he couldn't tell which side was the real one, so he committed suicide."

"The police found out about this matter, and they are probably investigating companies related to them. We should indeed treat it with caution." Ivy thought for a while and then tilted her head and smiled, "But I can't worry about this, after all, There are bosses and Garcia, right?"

"Yes, yes, just leave it to me and Garcia." Bolivar also smiled, "Girls will get wrinkles if you worry about it for too long. Don't always have a sad face."

"Huh? Really." Ivy bit her lip and subconsciously reached out to touch her face.

"... Cough, there are no wrinkles yet."

"Hmph, the boss always makes fun of me." Ivy wrinkled her nose, and then thought of the suspicious behavior of Lu Chuanguang and Zhu Xingda before, "Wait, boss. I will definitely bring you back in a few days." A big surprise! You must have missed it!"

"After that, you can no longer say that Garcia is better than me." She raised her head slightly, with a slight eagerness on her face.

Bolivar only thought she was thinking of some little girl again.In the past few days, he has almost figured out the little girl next to him. She is a little silly, very obedient girl, and has a relatively quiet temperament, so she basically can't make big mistakes.

"Okay, I look forward to your results." Bolivar took back his pen, calculated his own data, and replied perfunctorily.

Ivy was a little dissatisfied with Bolivar's perfunctory attitude, but her personality also made her unable to say anything, so she could only change the topic, "Besides this matter, there is another matter."

"The flyer for Grid Company that I wrote before was lost. The archives said that you have a backup."

"The leaflets are backed up in cabinet No. [-]." Bolivar's accounting data happened to reach a critical place, so he didn't enter his mind, and motioned the other party to find the information by himself.

Ivy quickly found a copy of the flyer, printed a copy with a copier, and was about to leave after sorting it out.

"By the way, which share did you lose?" Bolivar asked casually just after finishing the calculation of that set of data.

"It was the lecture at Berkeley University." Ivy smiled and closed the door.

"……Um?"

It was the Berkeley pitch—

Wait a minute, the message from Kirsch at that time was:

"Boss, I don't know what's going on, the company brochure I sent to all the newcomers, there is a promotional poster of Grid Company in Berkeley mixed in it—"

Kirsch's brochure has an extra poster.

Ivy lost a poster.

These two posters have the same content...

But if what happened back then was really done by an undercover agent sent somewhere, why did he do such an act that harmed others and harmed himself?

It's implying that I know there's something wrong with Grid and that I'm going to startle it.

So, very likely, this wasn't something the undercover agent did, it was just a coincidence.

If it wasn't done by an undercover agent, but by an insider in his own company...

What is Ivy's last name?

With a headache, he began to recall the countless documents he saw in the basement.Because there are too many things, he still has a lot of things that he hasn't digested, and he can't notice them if he doesn't try hard.

Ivy Andreyevna.

So the question is, what is Kirsch's name?

Sophia Andreyevna.

……

Case solved.

He co-authored his two secretaries, and none of them was innocent.

A member of the Black Organization, the daughter of a veteran of the Black Organization.

Bolivar didn't feel surprised, but instead had a sense of destiny that had finally come.

He was prepared as early as the first day he entered the company, and he also thought that his company would be a den of wolves.

The only thing I didn't expect was that there were so many wolves in the wolf den.

Gee.

You are crowded so densely, aren't you afraid of being caught by the red side?

Bolivar didn't realize that he had changed his attitude unknowingly, and began to dislike the opponent for not being strong enough to wear a vest.After all, he wouldn't drive out the stupid thing of betting all his treasures in one place.

Ivy is Kirsch's daughter, and Dex is a newcomer to the organization...

So, that case on day one.

Bolivar belatedly perceives:

The police and the FBI are confronted with:

Bolivar, the little boss of the black organization, Garcia, a member of the black organization, Nufant, a member of the black organization, Dex, the undercover agent sent by the black organization, and Ivy, the daughter of the black organization cadre.

Rachel, the mastermind of the murderer who must not escape, and Russ, who is suspected of being an accomplice of the murderer.

The only innocent person - Winster.

In the end they took Winster away.

Ha ha ha ha--

Bolivar's hands covering his face trembled slightly again. He definitely didn't want to laugh, but was shocked by the stupidity of the FBI and the power of the black organization...

Ah, ha ha ha ha...

what……

Ugh--

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The author has something to say:

Bolivar finally knew the other party's identity,

There was a small theater in the Grid Corporation case:

Bolivar: Aren't you afraid?

The rest: (laughs) Of course we are not afraid

Everyone is the source of evil forces, who is afraid of whom.

Except for Bolivar, Winster was an honest man who evaded taxes.