"I only heard that some people don't take the law of the dynasty seriously." Li Ruobai said to another person beside him: "Call the police. By the way, tell the police here that we are already counting the time. If they plan to be late, they'd better Find a better reason!"
A person next to Old Jim suddenly rushed towards Li Ruobai, picked up his personal terminal and smashed it on Li Ruobai's head!
However, as soon as the man rushed in front of Li Ruobai, he suddenly flew backwards, hit the wall more than ten meters away, and then bounced to the ground without moving. And his personal terminal was in the hands of Li Ruobai. Li Ruobai rubbed his hands together, crumpled his personal terminal into a ball, and threw it to the ground.
Everyone, including Old Jim, was stunned. Personal terminals are not fragile things. They can withstand the harsh environment of space. Even the entry-level models are made of high-grade alloys. Li Ruobai can roll a personal terminal into a ball, and the same steel plate is no problem.
At this time, a cold beauty behind Li Ruobai threw out a card, which landed directly on the person's head and slowly slid down.
"Medical expenses," she said.
At this moment, Old Jim lost all his energy. He gritted his teeth and said, "Half an hour is too short. I have a lot to pack."
"You can pack things slowly. Now let's go through the transfer of authority. From the moment the conference ends, I will be the chairman of Devere Comet."
Old Jim's eyelids twitched and he said, "Very good! I wish you a pleasant stay here!"
"I will definitely do it." Li Ruobai smiled.
The beautiful woman who had just performed a flying card kung fu met with Old Jim's assistant to handle the transfer of authority. Li Ruobai went to have lunch first, giving Old Jim time to slowly pack up his personal belongings.
Outside the headquarters building, more and more people are gathering, and the waves of sound are getting louder and louder. The restaurant where Li Ruobai dines is on the third floor. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the crowd gathering below. Although the sound insulation effect is very good, I can't hear what the crowd is saying, but it must not be a good thing.
In the next room, Jill was handling the handover with Old Jim's assistant. Jill was holding the bread in one hand and constantly conjuring up various documents for the other party to sign. Each signed document meant a transfer of authority. Old Jim's assistant almost burst into tears. He had prepared some little tricks, but they didn't work in front of the young and cute girl opposite. She is like a living encyclopedia of laws, able to find regulations to use against her at any time.
Li Ruobai was busy eating in the restaurant, ignoring the thousands of people demonstrating outside. After lunch was over, he drank coffee and afternoon tea leisurely, so it was dinner time. By this time, all the authority transfer procedures had been completed, and all the authority in Old Jim's hands had been transferred to Li Ruobai.
Li Ruobai then stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look at the new office." Then he led everyone out of the restaurant.
Old Jim's office is now empty, but the layout is still magnificent, with a sweeping view of the mountains, rivers and water. Sitting in the chair, Li Ruobai can see an incomparable 270-degree view. He turned around in a circle first and praised: "This old guy just knows how to enjoy it!"
Then he placed his personal terminal on his desk and connected to the company's internal network.
A mysterious data stream appeared and immediately began to sweep through the entire Comet Devre network through Li Ruobai's personal terminal.
Li Ruobai pretended to look at the data at first, but then he simply pushed his personal terminal, sighed, and said, "I knew nothing would happen without me. Come here! Let's start the second step!"
At this moment, Chu Jungui's consciousness had followed countless information flows to the Domile Starship Research Institute. This is a very old institute with over 20,000 employees. Dommel is the famous Langtang-class capital ship master research institution. It was at its peak 200 years ago, and it has been reaping the benefits of that year until now.
With the help of the authority of the chairman, Chu Jungui successfully became the mastermind of the institute. This is his ultimate goal of going around.
Of course, there will be no starship design drawings in the master brain. Those design drawings are stored in a separate master brain and are protected by physical isolation. Although the Wave class is an outdated design, after all, there are still two ships in service in the dynasty fleet, and they still have immeasurable value. Even with Chu Jungui's energy, he couldn't get the battleship design blueprint out of thin air. Not even the Doctor can help in this matter.
Chu Jungui browsed around the institute's intranet. Apart from the design drawings, there were no other secrets.
The security of the master brain where the design drawings are located is extremely tight, and the security facilities are controlled by the military. If you want to have access to the master brain, you must have the approval of the military, and you must be at least an actual general like Lin Xuansheng.
But Chu Jungui didn't need to contact the mastermind. As long as you send a request to the mastermind, you can access part of the starship design.
In fact, Dommel Research Institute has applied the design of the Wave class to 4 heavy cruisers and 7 light cruisers. If the design concepts were not fundamentally different, I would probably have to apply them to destroyers. This kind of access can only access a very small part. In addition to the design, starship maintenance will also use the design drawings, so the access authority is not high, and there are many owners.
After Chu Jungui walked around, he found that there were more than 1,700 parts that could be accessed. He tried to access the design drawing of a part, and his body temperature immediately rose sharply. The capital ship is completely a space city, and the amount of data in even a small area cannot be processed by Chu Jungui's brain. But according to the design drawings I got,
As for what it will look like in the end, we still need to get the design drawings to know.
Chu Jungui withdrew from the data flow and began to discuss the second step plan with Li Ruobai. Now that Chu Jungui directly and indirectly controls more than 65% of the shares, almost anything can be decided with a single word.
After the acquisition is completed, it will be a matter of sorting out Comet Devre's business, separating the design and manufacturing plants, and clearing out redundant personnel. Both Chu Jungui and Li Ruobai were impressed by the number of personnel at Comet Devre.
Chu Jungui did not show up, but Li Ruobai chaired a meeting, calling together the heads of various departments and branches. Before the meeting, Li Ruobai said harshly that anyone who was late for more than 10 minutes would be fired on the spot. Even if there is a good reason, he will be dismissed first and then re-appointed.
After this sentence was released, the effect was quite good. The number of 110 group-level leaders reached 79, and the number of 760 department and branch-level directors reached 690. Suddenly, Li Ruobai was facing a dense crowd of little heads.
Only then did Li Ruobai realize that he had made a mistake and should not have held the meeting in the office. No matter how big Old Jim's office was, it couldn't accommodate the images of nearly a thousand people. In the end, the system automatically shrank and simplified according to the environment, and it became a pile of floating little heads.
At this moment, tens of thousands of workers were marching outside, surrounding the headquarters building. Most of the company's management appeared in front of Li Ruobai, and the rest were rushing over.
Li Ruobai glanced at the management, showed a slightly sarcastic smile, and said: "I know that those people who are on strike outside are instigated by you. But they are still on strike, and you are all sitting here. What's even more ironic is Yes, most of those who go on strike will be laid off, and as long as you do this well, your job will be secure."
