"Yes, will do!"
Hanging up the call, Mosa turned to Carla and said, "Carla, you'll be escorting Mr. Domitos by yourself downstairs. Please be observant and act accordingly. While it would be great if he is willing to cooperate, you'll still need to be prepared to comfort and persuade him to help us if he is thinking otherwise."
"I understand, " Carla replied, nodding.
"This is an important matter. Mr. Giblo is dealing with the hackers and giving out orders from his office. We'll need to keep things in order here in the front line too!"
Mosa looked solemn but determined.
"Okay, I understand." Carla nodded once more.
Mosa eyeballed her for a moment, and pulled her closer.
"Carla, to tell you the truth, Mr. Domitos was still feeling upset about the chip an hour ago and was unwilling to host the product launch event. I'm guessing… I'm guessing that Mr. Giblo got him to come here by force!" She whispered.
"What?"
Carla was stunned. She finally understood why Mosa was reminding her time after time that Mr. Domitos might be really emotional. So that's the context of it all…
"And that's why I'm getting you to do the task. Mosa patted Carla's shoulder firmly. "No matter what you do, you need to get Mr. Domitos to the sixty-sixth floor and persuade him to host the product launch event. If you do your task well, I'll apply for a bonus for you!"
"A bonus? How much?" Carla's eyes lit up at her words.
"Well… " Mosa paused for a second, then said, "Hundreds of thousands at the very least. Get to work! You won't be underpaid."
"Okay, I'll get to work. I'll definitely make it happen!" Carla said confidently.
"Good luck!" Mosa pushed her into the lift. "Your promotion and bonus depend on it, " she added.
"I understand!" Carla smiled as she put on a front to get into action.
While the company was facing a crisis, everyone around her seemed to be playing a crucial part while she looked on, unable to help. However, with the task that Mosa had assigned her, Carla felt that she was also an important employee in the company.
Moreover, she would be getting all of those benefits afterward.
For the sake of earning money, she was willing to do anything.
Upon reaching the first floor, Carla saw two rows of security guards standing by, with Avares leading them.
She walked toward Mr. Collins, who was the security department manager, to inquire about the current whereabouts of Mr. Domitos.
From the surveillance footage, it could be seen that the Phantom that Mr. Domitos was on was making its way to the company building under the protection of the Hummers.
On the other hand, the Rolls-Royces which had been tailing closely behind were now in shambles. The wreckage of the cars was strewn all over the roads, causing a major traffic jam. A few traffic police officers were trying to manage the situation on the roads.
"That must be Team Razor! Team Razor, which was a team put together by Mr. Giblo himself!"
"How can he be this powerful! He's so perceptive, like a god!"
"Mr. Giblo is my idol!"
Carla watched the Hummers cruising alongside the Phantom in two neat rows as if they were victorious warriors returning from the battlefields.
Even the passersby on the streets could not help but sneak a few looks at the convoy.
It was a rather touching sight for Carla.
She felt that she was watching an action movie.
Zayn was like a perceptive strategist who could make the most effective plans in response to the crisis. He almost seemed unstoppable.
In her heart, Zayn seemed to be as powerful as a god.
Meanwhile, on the sixty-eighth floor, Zayn was monitoring the situation from his computer screen. The corner of his lips turned up into a contented smile.
However, things quickly took a turn. Out of the blue, a commotion could be heard from outside. Benard raised an eyebrow. "Someone has broken in!"
He immediately sprang into action. After initializing the security system and taking out the weapons to prepare for combat, he said, "It seems like they've laid out a trap for you. They are coming straight for you now that Team Razor has gone to safeguard Mr. Domitos."
"I don't care who's coming for me. I don't care if they are the gods or the devil. I'll bring them down at all costs!" Zayn growled.
Without looking the least surprised, he began typing furiously on his computer keyboard. "It's been a while. Time to stretch my fingers!"
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