Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 911-An hour later, the phones were ringing off the hook in various departments.

Since Smith Co. had stopped its operations, many other industries had been affected as well. Everyone had become less efficient and even the stock market plunged, causing huge losses in Cittadel’s entire economy.

Several common workers were implicated all of a sudden, which caused a series of serious road accidents.

At that moment, the entire Cittadel had descended into chaos.

Meanwhile, Raffle was seated in a chair with his eyes closed. As he gently tapped the armrest with his fingers, he waited for Alexander to give in to him.

However, before Alexander phoned him, he received a call from his higher-up.

“What on earth are you doing, Raffle? The world is in chaos, and you’re still hiding in the Department of Commerce! I’ll give you one hour to settle the issues with Smith Co. If you can’t do that, you’ll be replaced by someone else!”

Raffle was taken to task, and before he could respond, the other side hung up on him.

He had been working diligently for the past few decades, but it was his first time being reprimanded by his higher-up. After telling someone to look into the matter, he picked up his coat and left his office.

He got into his car, looked at his wrinkled face through the rear mirror, and became deluged with a sense of etherealism.

He had been working for far too long, and it was to the point where he had lost sense of what he really wanted to do.

Soon, he regained his rationality and clearly understood that he didn’t have a choice.

He was on the same boat as Wendy and the others, so there were only two eventualities for him; he would either keep walking down the same path or die on the way.

Thirty minutes had passed, but he still couldn’t find out Alexander’s whereabouts. Hence, he could only seek help from Wendy.

“Alexander is right in his home. Just look for him directly. Before that, tell your people to do a full inspection on Smith Co.,” Wendy ordered.

easily.” Raffle

from different sides, why would we have to resolve

“What do you mean?”

longer you stall for time with Alexander, the more time we’ll have to make some

what

arrived at the

to enrage him, but the

Raffle adjusted his pants and bent his knees in

moved his eyes away from the monitor and stared at him with a dispassionate gaze. “There are kids in

up and beg for the other man’s mercy with his head hung low. “What do you want me to do to let Smith

there’s anything I can do about it. It depends on

intelligent people, Mr. Griffith, so let’s stop

approval, then said solemnly, “Honestly, my brother and I don’t like anyone bossing us around. If you’re swamped with work, you’d better not interfere in his company

I’ll do my best to fulfill them.”

Alexander’s participation in the designers’ competition was the only task assigned to him by the organization, so he

to talk about between

the monitor, and the entire living room

for some information in the study on the second floor when a risk alert popped up on her screen. After clicking on it, she realized that someone was trying to break into the company’s

three barriers, and they were just two barriers

so she quickly beckoned to the little

stood beside her

with the hacker. In just two minutes, she managed

the hacker can still break

the progress of the other party getting

to ensure the safety of their computer and stop anyone from breaking into the

see what they want to copy and find out what their intention is. By then, we’ll no longer be in a passive position. Do you