"Money", the word suddenly popped up in the church after a few seconds of silence.
"Fk, do you think I don't know this option?" Ray Monroe said angrily, "Gad, how much do I have to pay William Devon Hill to hire him?"
"Then let's put it another way. Negotiate terms with him and give him benefits. As long as the terms we offer can make him happy, I can't imagine William, who is desperate for money, refusing.
Ray, I know William, otherwise you wouldn't have asked me, the former c1a director who has been waiting to resign, to come here. Talking to him about money is safer than directly blowing up Devonshire Plaza, otherwise you'd better pray for both of us.
Will not be found out.
That lunatic William Devonshire may even set his sights on our family for revenge. Don't tell me you don't know what he has done. He is more cold-blooded and ruthless than we imagined.
Even if he won't retaliate immediately because we are in a high position, people like us will always have ordinary times. At that time, how are you going to face William Devonshire, who has so much money that he doesn't know how to spend it?"
Thinking of the information he had seen about what William had done, Ray Monroe thought for a long time this time.
"I can't think of any conditions I can put forward to make someone who can make hundreds of millions of dollars a day sway, and I'm just the deputy head of c1a.
Monroe was silent for another moment and sighed, "Forget it, I'll report this matter privately to the deputy general manager, Mr. Trumbull, and let's see what he decides."
"Then it's best. I suggest you don't worry about what conditions you can give William. In short, agree to him first and then save Benjamin. Goodbye, Lei."
"Wait, don't leave yet. Go and wait outside the conference room. Maybe Mr. Trump-Bull needs to hear your assessment of William Devonshire."
"Understood, I'll be waiting outside the conference room, but I have to change into a military uniform. From now on, my relationship with you is no longer a superior-subordinate relationship, but a colleague-colleague relationship. From now on, please call me Colonel Colton."
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The call ended here, and Sunday said, "Sir, I monitored Monroe afterwards and found that he had not given up the idea of placing fried eggs in the four commercial buildings in Devonshire Plaza."
On Sunday, we continued to play the phone call between Duan Lei-Monroe and others.
"Let our people secretly go to Devonshire Plaza and install remote-controlled fried eggs in the four commercial buildings belonging to William Devonshire. With no other choice, we can only force him to move closer to us."
"Understood" came an older man's voice, "Just pretend you don't know about this and I will take care of it."
Monroe thought for a while and said, "ok".
At the end of the conversation, William hurriedly asked, "Who? Who is the last person?"
"Ward Abbott, C1A Special Operations Director, Sir".
"Documentation, give me this information called Ward Abbott." The familiar name made William stand up suddenly, and he couldn't help but wonder what the fragment in his memory was.
After a few seconds of silence on Sunday, he suddenly reported, "Sir, I need to invade a special server, and I need your authorization."
"Is there any risk of exposure? If there is no risk, just find this old man."
“Got it,” the Sunday Times reported half a minute later, “Ward Abbott’s head of stumbling block program.”
"fk," I thought about what the Stumbling Block Plan is, and then thought about the purpose and original intention of the Stumbling Block Plan, as well as the behavioral habits.
William laughed, "Now it's fun, this old bastard Ward Abbott will definitely blow up my building.
I didn't expect that I had even made a plan on how to make the Baqawi family take the blame, and now someone actually jumped out to help me complete the plan.
But, hey, it’s best this way, lest the Barkawi family doesn’t take action, I have to blow up my own commercial building myself, maybe I can kill two birds with one stone in the end.”
Then William gave a loud order, "Send Black Blade drones and spider robots to keep an eye on the US Foreign Embassy in Devonshire Square.
I want to know every move of anyone who walks out of the foreign embassy, preferably by taking a video of how they put fried eggs in four of my commercial buildings."
"Understood, sir, the drone carrier and spider robot launcher have already set off."
Half an hour later, William was lying on the sofa looking at the old American field workers who were being targeted by spider robots and drones.
The satellite call prompt of "ding ding ding, ding ding ding" suddenly sounded.
The Sunday Times reported, "Sir, the person waiting to be connected to the satellite network this time is US Vice President Trumbull."
Upon hearing this, William sat up hesitantly and thought for a few minutes before saying, "Take it."
"Understood, the satellite video link is in progress."
After looking at his pajamas and thinking about what to say, William stood up and did not change his clothes. He had to give these old beauties a feeling of not caring and being confident.
The video connected, and a long conference table and the old black man Trumbull sitting in the middle appeared in front of his eyes.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Bull," William waved his hand, "Sorry to keep you waiting, I was just taking a nap."
"It's okay, Mr. Devonshire, we disturbed your nap."
Trumbull said in a calm tone, and there was no sign of anger on his face, as if William had ignored the church and made them wait for a few minutes.
However, the expressions of the few people around me were not so good.
Seeing that Church, who was wearing a military uniform and was only a colonel, was sitting at the conference table, William showed a weird smile and said hello, "Hi, Church, aren't you from C1A? Why are you wearing a military uniform? And you are still sitting at such a high level?
on the table".
"Sorry, Mr. Devonshire, do we know each other?" Church said without changing his expression, but his heart tightened secretly, thinking that William didn't notice his conversation with Ray Monroe.
However, he did not dare to make any unnecessary moves, and continued, "My name is Colton, I am a colonel in the U.S. Army, not the church you are talking about."
"Okay, whoever you say is who," William curled his lips and returned his gaze to Trumbull, who had been smiling. "I'm sorry, although I want to say it's an honor to meet everyone in the United States at once.
I am a high-ranking person, but what do you want to do with me?"
"Help us find Mr. Benjamin Arthur," Trumbull promised directly without any nonsense, "As long as you can rescue him, as long as Benjamin and I are in office from now on, we will do anything that does not violate the law and morality and is harmful to the United States."
I will do my best to help you do it.”
"Haha", William would believe what Trump-Bull said thinking of his identity.
But if the church was involved in his secret talks with Ray Monroe, the church would definitely remind Trumbull that William would not believe such a promise without exact conditions.
And what William was thinking at this time was exactly what the church had guessed. In his heart, this kind of promise was really just for hearing.
He thought with contempt in his heart that this was even more insincere than the leaders of the countries he had rescued and promised benefits to before, so he also lied with his eyes open, but there was one sentence in his lie that was definitely the most popular among the people in the video.