Bentner studied automotive design in college, but he also studied computer science and was doing well.

The server used in Wiggle is an old IBM machine. Although it looks a bit out of date now, its performance is still reasonable. Although it is not very high-end, it can be used at least.

Bentner was very skilled in finding an interface, plugged in the hard drive in his hand, and then started searching for information to download.

He was not worried that someone would come in, nor did he worry that someone would see it.

Those old guys basically leave at noon and will not come back. They either spend their time in the billiards room or in the bar, and they will not be before the company's work.

As for the company's surveillance, he was even less worried, because there was no surveillance in Weigel's company. Is there anything worth stealing in this broken place?

Obviously not!

The server stores a lot of Wiggle's original research and development information about the transmission, and the most valuable one is the Sensonic transmission system developed by Saab.

This is an automatic transmission system, but it is different from ordinary hydraulic automatic transmissions.

There are currently three different types of manual-automatic transmissions: the first is based on the technology of automatic transmissions.

The second type is a combination of a manual transmission and an automatic clutch with a normal "H" shifting method.

The third type is based on a manual transmission, combining the automatic control of the clutch with electronic and hydraulic shifting.

Saab's technology belongs to the third type, with its own characteristics. It was born in 1993 and has been cooperated with their turbocharged engine for more than ten years. It has reliable performance and is well-known in the market.

If it weren't for Saab's people who didn't know how to sell, and General Motors people looked down on it, Bentner thought that this transmission was actually quite promising.

In this server, there is not only information about the transmission, but also information about the six-speed manual transmission that Saab has always been proud of, as well as other parts of the dual-clutch transmission that has not been completed, as well as the design information about the CVT transmission.

These are all what Zlatan calls for, and that idiot is a bad person who only knows how to use violence and can only play with evil ways. I really don’t know who is standing behind him, but he is so sensible.

Soon the 500G hard drive in his hand was filled up. He took out another hard drive, connected it to the data interface, and began to continue downloading.

While downloading, he was not idle either. Instead, he started to look through the information on the server. It didn't matter, and he really found a lot of good things.

So far, the most classic model of Saab is the old 9-3, which was launched in the past few years, but the 9-5 was not very successful.

And in this server, there are still many records of 2.0T and 2.3T turbocharged engines used in 9-3 and 9-5 cars.

It seems that the headquarters has completed the engine design and sent the information here, and then asked the transmission engineers here to match the transmission they developed to match the information they left behind.

The records are very complete, with a large amount of engine test data, and various data records when matching the transmission.

As an automotive R&D design engineer, Bentner certainly knows that these are good things.

You should know that these things take a lot of time and money to get the data. Just a test car, there must be several. You are exercising every day without stopping the machine and burning a lot of gasoline to get the data.

Then finding the best matching value from these data is not a simple task.

He felt a little moved and quietly downloaded all of the data to those hard drives. Then he began to search. This trick didn't matter, and he really discovered a lot of good things.

He had never paid attention to these things before, but when he thought that if the people behind Zlatan really wanted information about the manufacturing of the whole vehicle, these things would definitely be useful to those people.

So whether it is useful or not, he downloaded all of those things to several hard drives he brought.

Fortunately, these hard drives were big enough. It took him an afternoon to download all the information into those hard drives. There were a total of eight 500G mobile hard drives currently claimed to be the largest capacity, all filled with stuff.

After getting through these things, he quietly touched them out of the company.

It was only six o'clock, but it was already dark outside. Damn it was August in midsummer. There was no way, who made this damn country so close to the Arctic Circle?

Bentner left the company unobstructedly and locked the door. He was the last person to come out of the company and the only person.

After getting in the car, he drove home directly.

After dinner in the evening, he prepared some things, and then brought two hard drives filled with transmission information to a tavern in the city.

When he arrived at the bar, he ordered a glass of bourbon and took a sip. Zlatan showed up from behind and nodded at him. Then he followed Zlatan to the office behind with his glass.

"Haha, where are the things I want, tender chrysanthemum?"

Zlatan asked with a smirk, Bentner remembered the humiliation of the morning, but he dared not say anything, because he could kill him with one hand.

He obediently took out two hard drives and handed over them.

"Just these two hard drives, didn't I give you eight hard drives in the morning?"

Zlatan looked at the hard drive in front of him a little dissatisfied. These two hard drives were only 1,000 G. If you handed over, it would not cost much.

"How many do you think there can be? Wiggle is not the headquarters, so there are only so many things in them."

Bentner replied with his face unchanged, but at this time his heart was actually always pounding.

"Really?"

Zlatan's eyes were like a knife, and Bentner tried his best to keep his inner calm.

"Of course it's true, but if you want it, I have other things. I don't know if your boss behind the scenes is interested."

Bentner was gambling. For his future, he had to gamble. Zlatan, who was sitting opposite him, changed his face after hearing this sentence, and his eyes became cold and gloomy.

He had no other expression, but his eyes were very sharp. Bentner tried his best to keep himself calm, but his palms were already sweating.

"Tell me, what exactly are you talking about?"

Zlatan's voice was very bad, and one hand reached under the table, Bentner's heart was beating wildly. He had no doubt that this guy could pull out the pistol from below, but he had to hold on.

"I told you, you don't understand those things either. Only the boss behind your scenes can understand their value."

"Bang!"

"Bastard, are you laughing at me?"

Zlatan raised his hand and slapped Bentner. There was a sound at the door. A man in black broke in and Zlatan's bodyguard broke in. He heard the movement inside and came in to see the situation.

Bentner's mouth was bleeding, but he forced himself to pretend to be graceful and smiled calmly.

"It's really that way. You can hand over the information to your boss and let them see it. If it's valuable, you'll ask them to talk to me."

"Grassy horse, who do you think you are? I think your chrysanthemums are itchy, right? Is it because I don't have enough strength in the morning? It doesn't matter. I still have a dozen gay and strong men here. I'll let them taste it enough and then buy you in Germany to sell chrysanthemums to pay off your debts."

Zlatan shouted to Bentner with a cold face, "This bastard, I won't kill you today."

"Haha, whatever you want, but I advise you that if you do that, you will never get what you want. And don't think I have no friends, my friends are outside. If I can't go back alive tonight, he will call the police, hahaha, then you'll be waiting to run away, bastard!"

Bentner, who had been pretending to be calm, suddenly burst out and stood up and shouted loudly at Zlatan.

His roar shocked the Serb black man. Zlatan didn't know whether what Bentner said was true or false.

He is a bad guy, but he is also a businessman. This business was contacted by someone a few days ago. The price was good, so he didn't want to miss the business.

So I thought of this Bentner, but I didn't expect that today I was in a situation where a rabbit bites people even when it was anxious.

If what this guy said is true, it would be really hard to deal with. He would never die at all, but he would have to run away.

You should know that although Sweden is not a developed country, it is also very serious about crimes such as theft of technology.

This will not only make money, but will also ruin his boss's good things. When he thinks of the boss who contacted him, a layer of cold sweat broke out behind him.

Even if he was caught by the police and was imprisoned and ruined his affairs, he still had countless ways to kill himself in prison.

For a moment, Zlatan really lost his temper with this guy.

His cold gray eyes wandered around Bentner for a long time. Bentner was calm and could not see anything wrong. This guy's acting skills were pretty good.

"Okay! I will arrange for you to meet, but it will take two days to wait. During this period, you'd better not act rashly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

He waved his hand a little annoyed and signaled Bentner to get out quickly. Bentner left the bar expressionlessly, but as soon as he got outside, he couldn't help but wave his fist hard.

"YES, this matter is probably nine floors long. At that time, as long as you can buy those things at a good price, you will be OK."

Beach, sunshine, coconut trees, and beauties, just wait for me!
Chapter completed!