Remus Bourne's story is not complicated. Under Alice's various targeted and detailed interrogations, he soon explained the details of the steel pliers pinching the small Dingtin. The architectural design institute suddenly welcomed a mysterious stalker in the late night. This topic is more interesting than any story, not to mention that the other party's question is directly related to the audience himself.

"So, you didn't see the appearance of that woman from beginning to end?"

Remus Bourne replied honestly: "Yes, I really don't know how she broke into the company. You also know that our design office is not a large company with highly confidentiality, and at most it depends on probes in the public corridor. But the director later came to the property staff, but he did not find any clues in the video."

"Oh, that's really fun." Turning his head and looking at the charming night sky outside the window, Alice dragged a long voice and said, "Will that woman even sneak in from the window with a hook and rope gun? Wow, let alone the feasibility of James Bondfan's approach, you can't notice it, right?"

Alice actually has a clear idea in her mind. After all, there are only so many things that have happened in recent times. How could it be possible to say that she can't guess the target person? But since she is a former victim, the design institute will definitely investigate this woman. Someone is just to listen to it and be prepared for it.

"In fact, it's really possible to notice... it's not." Since the secret in my heart was seen through by the victim, Bourne would certainly not cover up anything anymore. He said in awkwardly: "You know the strength of our firm. You know how much area you rented in that entire office building. Therefore, there are also many empty offices that can allow the woman to break into. After all, we do have a lot of information to store, and a functional storage room alone is not enough."

This is the characteristic of an elite company. The number of people does not need to be particularly large, but the performance is absolutely not bad. It is obviously renting an office at a high price in the skyscrapers in the CBD district of London, but it can still use a large office with good lighting as a data storage room. Alice is somewhat gloating about this, otherwise how could she say that she would show her love quickly? The luxury behavior of Foster Design for many years can be considered retribution to them today.

"The situation is clear," she said, "so the woman got you confused and then stole my blueprint without any obstacles?"

"Yes...I think so." Bourn's embarrassment was no longer just ordinary. He even wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Our director also wanted to notify you, but we checked the surveillance of the building but couldn't find the woman. It was night, and there was almost no one in the corridor. Payne in the archives was sleeping, and I couldn't see the woman directly, so..."

"So this matter can only be left unresolved for the time being. Your director wants to suppress the matter first and have to come out when something really happens... Isn't that the case?"

The sweat from Bourn's forehead could not stop flowing down. He was obviously quite proud of his face. While lowering his voice, he did not forget to look around. Fortunately, this flight was flying at night after all, and few passengers in the business class had the leisure to eavesdrop, and an old man was even asleep.

"Miss Wang, what happened today..."

"It's a bit troublesome to deal with this matter..." Alice sat calmly, trying to not laugh too proudly, because she knew that she had accidentally caught Remus Bourne's little life. The boss asked the employee not to leak the secret for the time being, but who could have expected that the protagonist of the incident would encounter him by chance on the plane, and Bourne was exposed because of guilt?

"Miss Wang..."

"Theoretically, I can take your company to court now. Then you will lose the case no matter what. Although you are the top senior designer in the research institute, it is hard to say that you will not be fired."

"Wang, Wang, Miss Wang..."

"But I am not that unreasonable. You just designed a blueprint for my Exeter Institute, and I must admit that although the overall creativity of this building was proposed by me, it was you who painted the entire blueprint in one stroke, and this is a very wonderful masterpiece. If I really sued you and caused you to be fired, although it cannot be considered a killing donkey, it would be too sorry to reason... right?"

"Huh...Miss Wang, I'm very happy that you can think so." Bourne quickly wiped his last sweat.

"So, I have a compromise here." Alice was quite urged to smile, but in order to maintain the ugly face of the evil capitalist, she still tried her best to keep her face straight.

Bourne asked cautiously: "What's the solution?"

"How about you quit from Foster and work specifically for me from now on?"

The answer that was not shocking and endlessly made Remus Bourne stunned.

"Resign and work specifically for you? Miss Wang, you, you, you, what do you mean...What do you mean?"

Bourne was completely confused. He could not imagine what a famous Silicon Valley entrepreneur could do. If he wanted to make a profit from his own mistakes, Alice Wang could only sue the design office and make a fortune on the grounds that the other party lost customer information. But now, what she proposed was to ask herself to resign and follow her. What is this mess?

"Well, simply put, I plan to develop in the direction of real estate," Alice said. "It's not just about speculating on houses and selling price differences, but about large-scale investment in real estate construction. In this process, if I can have an excellent architectural design team, I will definitely save a lot of time and money, right?"

So that's the case, Bourne immediately understood.

Among the three major industries, the service industry is of course the highest output value, and the profit margin of the knowledge industry is infinitely high. Architectural design, clothing design, graphic design, corporate image and logo design are the most typical examples. The high profit margin of the industry naturally means that the proportion of customers spending "injured money" is also increasing. As an insider in the industry, Bourne really can't understand it.

Of course, Alice knows this very well.

I think the newly built World Trade Center after the 9/11 incident, just a logo and a letter "w" composed of several black skyscrapers, was actually asked by the office for more than three million US dollars!

Is there any more trash money than this?

Alice is rich, but she is not a fat sheep.

Now that Cisco has been listed, Microsoft's P and Hannah are also developing well, and all the companies she has invested in are feeding back to her regularly. Only some really inconspicuous pitiful people, such as a certain EA game company and a certain funny Ps company, are almost completely ignored by her.

But no matter what, with the round of crazy profits during the "87 Stock Market Crash", Alice's personal cash that can be mobilized at any time now will be hundreds of millions of dollars. If you include the Japanese real estate that you don't want to take it off, it's not worth the money at this moment, the cash you can hold on hand alone will be as high as 2 billion US dollars!

It can be said that if she contacted Forbes Magazine now and shook out all the capital at hand, at least half of the Silicon Valley would be shocked.

Furthermore, the concept of 2 billion dollars naturally means that she has too many large-scale projects to put on the agenda.

For example, real estate.

"My mother just called this morning and she told me about Oscar, which is my brother's dream, Stark Building and so on."

She slowly said to Bourne: "I have a saying that I often say to my family, that is, there is no need, we can create demand ourselves. You just asked me if I want to rent or use it in downtown Los Angeles, right?"

Bourne nodded slowly and said, "It seems you are going to use it for your own purposes?"

Alice smiled and nodded, "That's right."

This conversation would not attract the attention of many people at the scene, because it was dark at this time, and the passengers either started taking a nap early or entertained themselves, and no one cared about what other passengers were doing. Similarly, it could be applied to Alice. After only one and a half hours of the flight timeline, she stopped talking to Remus Bourne and started doing some things she loved to do.

For example, a business card that a gentleman left for himself a few days ago.

Alice forgives Foster's dereliction of duty, which does not mean that she will ignore the female spy. The situation is very clear now. The Drakan business representative is indeed very interested in her research institute, but has not yet listed it on the list of infiltrating investigations. So this means that Alice has plenty of time and energy to conduct counter-investigation.

Mr. Anderson, who is in Rome, is obviously in the same group as the female spy lady, but Alice has not gained much from his previous investigation. So now it seems that she can also make appropriate use of her previous encounter at the party and have a little contact with him?

"Are you a wealthy German businessman with a company in Italy? On the surface, you can't see anything worth paying attention to." Alice looked at this simple business card and fell into deep thought. Of course, she did not forget what she heard after sneaking into the man's study on the night of the party. But the question is, what is hidden behind the man's three or two conversations with the bodyguard, which is unknown?

"The programmer who found that algorithm can handle everything. He can write code that I can't even understand in an instant. How can such a master let it go?"

With a gentle smile, looking out the night outside the window, Alice put away her business card again.
Chapter completed!