Super Special Forces King

"Impossible, Mr. Solomon, you can do nothing right now. It is our bottom line to get 20% of the shares!" Mr. Emerson said.

Solomon said: "Really? I don't have to do anything? Without my data, without me building this place, can you sit here?"

Speaking of this, Solomon felt angry in his heart. They could be said to have spoken out loudly, and they gave themselves 20%!

In this contract, Solomon is responsible for the data items in his hands, and he also gets 20% of the entire base.

Solomon felt it was not enough.

"Solomon, if we didn't save you, you are dead now, understand?" Miss Baihui said.

Solomon said: "I don't want you to save, huh, you save me only because you want my things! Don't think I don't know!"

The atmosphere here is very delicate. It is a death to deal with business failure, and Solomon is the one who died!

And Solomon thought he had something to rely on, and they would agree no matter how excessive the request was. Solomon was confident.

So now he has to take this opportunity to get more survival chips.

"Okay, it's Mr. Solomon's!" Emerson said.

Miss Baihui wanted to object, but Emerson glanced at her, and she stopped talking.

Contract? Haha, it's ridiculous! It's useless at all!

"That's right, hehe, then I am now the largest shareholder!" Solomon laughed loudly, looking like a villain.

Miss Baihui looked at Emerson, who had a faint smile on his face. Miss Baihui understood and smiled in her heart and said, "Not yet, we need to sign a contract!"

"Yes, then you draw up a contract!" Solomon looked like a big boss. He leaned on the table and lit a cigarette.

The contract is to be signed, and it will take effect immediately after signing the contract!

Miss Baihui immediately turned on the computer and modified the contract. Within ten minutes, the new contract was printed out in duplicate.

The contract was placed in front of Solomon. He looked at it and said, "Very well, get the pen!"

Miss Baihui personally gave him the pen, Solomon took the opportunity to touch the back of Miss Baihui's hand and said, "Miss Baihui, you are so beautiful!"

"Please sign Mr. Solomon!" Miss Baihui said softly.

"Okay, then sign!" Solomon signed with a pen.

Then he took a copy and said with satisfaction: "Miss Baihui, let me see what is different here!"

The so-called difference is nothing more than whether it is the same as before, basically the same, but what Solomon wants is not this.

When she reached a secluded place, Solomon moved her hands and feet, but was slapped by her, Solomon said angrily: "Miss Baihui, don't forget, I am the biggest shareholder here, you have to listen to me , Anyway you used to be my woman, didn’t you?"

Miss Baihui said coldly: "Sorry sir!"

"That's right!" Solomon smiled.

She was a woman after all, and her biggest capital was her body. As for her so-called calculations were nothing more than pediatrics, she was immediately taken back by herself.

But at this moment, Miss Baihui was thinking of not this, but that she was temporarily compromising. Before she got all the data, she had to listen to this man. When she got the data, it was the day to kill him.

Because the current research has reached a critical moment, Solomon has key data in his hands. Without these data, it is difficult to continue the research.

That's why they think of snakes in the place.

A few hours later, Solomon was told to attend a meeting. Among them were a dozen scientists, Emerson and Miss Baihui.

At the same time, there was one more person. He was Dobin. He was a person Solomon knew. He had had many exchanges before.

Solomon asked as soon as he entered the door, "Mr. Emerson, what meeting are you going to hold?"

Solomon sat down in his seat and lit a cigarette.

He didn't even look at Dobin again, because he and Emerson were in the same group, and there were people above them.

It's that Wolf!

Solomon had heard of this man in the upper circles of Roman City, but had not really seen him.

Vassy is the leader of all researchers. He is in charge of these researchers. He said: "Super fighters have many shortcomings. First of all, their combat effectiveness is very low, their ability to resist fighting is weak, and their life span is short. I tried to increase it. Potion, but three people with s-level physical talents have died. I don’t dare to use them on other super fighters, because we can hardly find people with ss-level physical talents. We need more effective culture fluids, and these trainings We don’t have data on the amount of liquid materials, etc. If this is resolved, the strength of our super fighters will be raised several levels!"

After speaking, Vathy looked down at the document. No matter what kind of relationship these people are, his mind only cares about research. He is obsessed with this and is willing to dedicate himself to it.

The data that Vassy said was what Solomon had to save his life.

Solomon now knows that this is probably unavoidable.

Seeing that Solomon didn't speak, Miss Baihui said, "Mr. Solomon, should you give the data to Dr. Vathy? Otherwise, our research will not be able to proceed."

"Good!" Solomon said.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, and Solomon opened up.

Solomon took a piece of paper and began to write it out.

Everyone was surprised. He had all these things in his mind. No wonder they couldn't find it.

After half an hour, half an hour full, Solomon wrote several pieces of paper, and then handed it to Vathy, saying, "It's all on it!"

"Are you sure it's correct?" Vathy asked unceremoniously.

I think he was hired by Solomon for tens of thousands of dollars a month.

"Don't worry, you can't go wrong!" Solomon said.

"Very good!" Vathy said, standing up and leaving.

But he was stopped by Emerson: "Wait!"

Then Emerson asked Solomon again: "This is the key data. If we make a mistake, we will be wasting our efforts!"

Solomon said: "This is data from Area 52. If it is wrong, they are also wrong. I remember right! This is my life saver. How could it be wrong!"

Emerson waved his hand and Vathy left.

"Serve wine!" Emerson continued.

A woman brought a bottle of wine and a few glasses. When everyone had wine in their hands, Emerson said, "I wish we have a good cooperation, come, Mr. Solomon! The future is in our hands!"

"Come!" Solomon was also very happy.

Those data are true, and they really cannot be wrong. In order to remember these things, Solomon has resorted to breastfeeding, so naturally he cannot be wrong.

Emerson and Miss Baihui were also happy, because Solomon was very on the road, and they didn't need to keep him after they got all the data from Solomon.