Chapter three hundred and fifty-four the death of Alex(1/2)
In the room, facing Master Alexander's questioning again, Alex was still calm.
Before dealing with Sanderson's appeal, he had already considered the various situations that Sanderson might have in the face of the failure of the appeal.
This withdrawal from the competition is naturally the most likely situation.
In order to solve this problem, he had a long time to think about it.
"Master Alexander, you said that Sanderson withdrew from the competition, and this is not a matter of not speaking out yet."
"For everyone's common interests, I have already figured out a solution."
"Don't Sanderson want to change the contract? We just need to tell him that he has not met the criteria for changing the contract."
"After that you can set a standard that is slightly difficult but not too difficult."
“When he meets the criteria and applies for the second time, we can tell him the minimum interval between the two applications is one month.”
"Look, don't we get hundreds of millions of dollars in this way?"
The core of Alex's solution to the problem is just one word, dragging and tempting it to benefit, making Sanderson always feel that he has reached the standard for changing the contract, but he is always a little bit worse.
"Oh?" Master Alexander showed an interesting look.
"If his expression reaches the standard for the second time, what reason do you have to not pass his request?"
Seeing this scene, Alex secretly said that there was a door, and that Master Alexander would be dragged into the water by me.
He immediately continued to confidently say, "Then we just need to give him a bigger bait."
"Didn't Sanderson want a 40% profit share? We promise to give him a 60% or even higher profit share as long as he can meet a higher standard."
"And, the treaty can only be changed once in the game of fate. Then I believe that with a greedy person like Sanderson, in order to obtain greater benefits, he will definitely give up his second application and continue to challenge higher standards."
"You see, hasn't this been delayed for another month?"
"Of course, if Sanderson thinks that waiting is long and there are not many games left, we can shorten the interval for him at the discretion."
Each game of Destiny plus the finals requires a total of ten rounds of competition, with six days apart from each round of competition.
In other words, the game of destiny will last for a total of 70 days.
When Sanderson applied for the second time, the schedule was just halfway through and the remaining time was only more than a month. It is no wonder that Alex took into account the interval issue.
"As for the third time, we still have ways to delay. Master Alexander, you see, isn't this a big profit?"
"We do this with the interests of the Federation and the interests of everyone."
After hearing Alex's answer, Alexander couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, I didn't expect that the Statham family actually has talents like you!"
Alex was delighted. Did Alexander completely agree with us?
"What you said to me just now is not malicious suppression?"
"If this matter spreads, what do you think people will think? Do you know how much reputation loss will be caused to the Destiny Game?"
"And, wasn't our twenty-three major families going to establish contract amendments just to retain high-quality contestants like Sanderson?"
"Do you think your ideas are more correct than the strategies formulated by our twenty-three major families?"
Hearing Master Alexander's scolding, the expression on Alex's face also became cold.
"If you think so, then I have nothing to say! After all, my head is on you, and you can think whatever you like."
"But I always think that my approach is not wrong, and it is mainly based on the interests of the federal government."
"On the contrary, Master Alexander, you are talking for that Sanderson player so much. I'm afraid there is something wrong with this."
"If you really like him, you can sign him directly. Why bother me, a little agent here?"
Alex lay down on the chair in a scattered manner, no longer as respect as before.
It seems that I am planning to tear my face directly.
"Alex!"
"What's your attitude?"
The master was humiliated and died. Before Master Alexander could speak, the middle-aged man just now roared immediately.
"What attitude?"
"A normal attitude, don't you still want me to kneel down and speak?"
Alex said carelessly.
"you!"
Master Alexander glared at him.
"go back!"
The middle-aged man had no choice but to sit back again.
After all, this S area is the S area of the Statham family. In ancient times, it was equivalent to the existence of a native emperor.
This is Alex's confidence at this time.
"I will seriously consider your suggestions. If you don't have anything else to defend yourself, then I'll ask you to go to the inspection meeting. Before the review results come out, I will be responsible for all activities in the venue."
Are you really here?
Alex sat upright, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Where is the evidence?"
"Master Alexander, you have to pay attention to evidence when you arrest people, right?"
"Also, there are twenty-four inspectors in the federal government, and I know each of them. Obviously, there is no such person as you among them. So what identity did you use to arrest me?"
"If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I have every right to report to the Federation, you have to think about it."
Master Yarashan smiled slightly.
"I'm not a patrol officer indeed."
"Then you don't have the right to arrest me." Alex breathed a sigh of relief.
"I just took office, and I forgot what specific position I have. But I remember that I seem to have the right to arrest people."
"Wait, I'll find the ID first."
As he said that, Master Alexander began to search inside his clothes.
Just took office?
Alex thought in his heart, are there any new officials who have just taken office these days?
"Oh, I found it, call the General Inspector, right, I'm sure, my rights should be enough to send you to the inspection meeting."
As he said that, Master Alexander took out two small black and golden notebooks and put them in front of Alex.
General Inspector?
Is this position in the federal official system?
Why haven't I heard of it before?
Alex looked at Master Alexander's confident look and became increasingly uncertain.
He wasn't he casually fabricating a position to fool me, right?
Alex picked up the two notebooks on the desktop and looked at them.
The first one is the ID card, which looks no different from the ID card of other inspectors except for the color.
Under Alexander's photo, the three words "General Inspector" are written brightly, and the date of office was two years ago.
In other words, what the other party just said was just teasing himself.
Thinking of this, Alex felt nervous for no reason. He wouldn't have really encountered a tough guy, right?
But he really has never heard of the position of Chief Inspector.
Alex focused on checking the steel stamp on his ID card. This stamp is engraved with special materials and is generally not fake.
A trace of blood power was transported into the steel seal, and suddenly, the entire seal showed a bloody luster.
It's a special steel stamp!
This is a special color-changing material that will produce different colors according to the input energy. If the input is mental power, it will appear pink light.
"Did you understand?" Master Alexander said lightly next to him.
"This is impossible. There is no position as a general inspector in the federal government! I now seriously suspect that you are a liar, and you are not even Master Alexander himself!"
"Tell me, who are you? You dare to pretend to be Mr. Alexander!"
Alex asked sternly.
The other agents present also showed confusing eyes when they saw this scene.
Because they have never heard of this position of the General Inspector.
At this time, the middle-aged agent of the Ivanov family was even more staring at Master Alexander, as if he wanted to see through him.
To be continued...