"Be prepared. They might be moving to find your position right now." Richard put his cell phone back into his coat pocket.Balmon turned to look at it. "What do you mean?" He looked confused. He knew that the computer device he used to load all the data could hide the IP address well enough that people would not easily know where he was.He looked frantically to his right and left. At any moment, those people could come and put him in danger. He then looked again at Richard, who was calm. He was a little annoyed that he trusted him too much."What should I do now?!" He shouted frantically. "You said you would protect me."Richard turned to him with a frown on his forehead. One thing he didn't like was that he was troublesome when he was scared. "You don't need to panic. I keep what I tell you. Trust me."He had already done that. Since he had trusted him so much, otherwise, he would not have obeyed Richard by spreading all the data he had. Knowing he would be in danger if he did so, h
Balmond entered the large building uneasily. His eyes kept looking left and right at the building, trying to mark it and remember. Richard did say that he would take care of him and make sure it was safe for him, but that did not immediately dispel his anxiety about what else might happen.On the one hand he was worried about his situation, on the other hand he was also concerned with his family whose situation he did not know whether they were safe or not because since he became a wanted man and was on the run, Balmond did not contact his parents at all. He was afraid that those people would track down his parents' whereabouts if he did."I don't understand why the job I thought was safe got me into this trouble." He muttered quietly behind Richard as he followed Richard's steps into the building.The building's appearance looked magnificent, with a futuristic design like most other office buildings. When he got out of the elevator and walked through the corridor, Balmond found that
"One barrier after another is disappearing from my path." Richard smiled at the results of the movements of each subsidiary he ran.His mood is quite cheerful, and the company is doing quite well. Even the movement of the shares owned by each company is fairly stable. The past few months have been smooth sailing. The bullies that appeared in recent months disappeared completely after he took steps to care for them, disciplining them by taking direct action.He then opened another report from XT, the company he had put Balmond into to grow with the company. "There has been no change with XT over the past six months. The profit generated by the company has only increased by about 3% from last year."Richard traced it more clearly, watching its movements more carefully. The three percent movement also progressed for him, but he hoped for further development and that the value would not stagnate for a long time.Launching an app is not an easy thing, not something that can be done in a sh
"You go back. I'll walk around here myself." Richard got out of his car and put on his sunglasses.Smith, who opened the door for him, nodded his head and bowed before Richard passed in front of him and walked towards the docks. For a moment, the man stayed there, taking in his surroundings, which were bustling with many visitors and workers. a dock used by fishermen to unload their catch and then sell it. In the same location, a large fish market is also opened. All consumable marine animals are there, ranging from fish to shrimp, crabs, lobsters, and even octopus of various types and sizes, which the fisherman who just returned from catching sell.Richard walked smiling. The smell of fish did not bother him because he was used to it. Even now, he still remembers the types of fish and knows how to distinguish between really fresh fish and fish that have been refrigerated before being sold."Oh, sir, aren't you too well dressed to come to this place?" A middle-aged woman guarding the
"They're too much." The man with the thin mustache continued. "How could people from the Fsh company get there? That forbids us from selling to companies other than them." He complained with an annoyed face, his voice sounding heavy and listless.The other man sighed heavily. "I don't like how they do their job by being pushy and intimidating.""Me too, but the current market situation is complicated. We don't have the freedom to sell the results of our searches like before since Fsh. That company came into being. I'm working to earn more for the family I have to support, but the pay they're offering really isn't worth it?"Their complaints began to bother Richard, who clearly understood their predicament. He had spent two years listening to them and seeing firsthand what life was like for them. Most of them didn't become fishermen and sell fish to get rich, they did it solely to support their families.One of the men banged the table with the bottle in his hand loudly, startling the
"Are you sure about that?" The fisherman, with a tired look, raised his hand in the middle of the crowd.Roman, the man who represented Richard's company, looked at him confidently. "Yes, you can trust us for what we just talked about." He looked at the others. "Our goal in involving the local fishermen is to help the local economy, not just support the company's profits."Some time ago, Richard contacted Smith, a competent man in his field. Smith complied with all of Richard's orders by immediately sending his special team to negotiate and socialize with the local fishing communities.They shared the important information that the fishermen need not worry about selling their fish. Nor should they be hesitant about who to sell their catch to."But if we do, we mean." The man hesitated and looked at his friends while gulping stiffly, only when his friends nodded encouraging him to continue speaking did he look back at Roman. "We know that xxx company is a company that helps us grow. We
"You guys just wait, I won't let you off easy and let you betray me just like that." Ken took out his phone and started dialing someone.Every time the long-dial tone rang, he became more and more agitated because he never got an answer. "What are they doing? Why aren't they answering my calls right away?" He spoke through clenched teeth, complaining to himself that he couldn't wait.Ken didn't plan to just settle things once the people changed sides and no one was on his side anymore. If he let it, then he could be ruined, and he could get into trouble. His company would suffer losses because it could no longer operate, and he didn't want to pay the normal price for the fishermen's catch."What took you so long to answer my call?!" He pulled away and shouted loudly. "Are you guys so great now? You no longer need money, huh? You losers!" He continued cursing without listening first and giving the person on the other end a chance to speak.Looking back, he saw the group of people enjoy
RichaKen looked furiously at the thugs he had asked to come to his aid. "No, you can't do that." He grabbed the leader's hand, trying to stop him.But the thug vigorously shook his hand, jerking Ken's hand out of his grip. He looked at Ken with a different gaze, unlike before, who was obedient and polite to him. He smiled with the corners of his lips turned up at an upward angle. "Loyal?" he repeated with a giggle. You're asking people like us to be loyal?"It sounded funny to him, and Richard faintly smiled along with him. For those who were paid money to move, it was easy for them to change course to those who offered more. Loyalty, that kind of loyalty only applied to fellow members, and even then, it could not be guaranteed that all of them understood that kind of loyalty.The chief thug shook his head. "We work to offer services, and we act realistically." He brought his head closer to Ken with his forehead forward and chin inward. "We don't offer that kind of loyalty to our cli