Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1335: Chapter 433: Taking Office at the White House! (3)

"Huh... I’m not going to beat around the bush with you."

Miles pulled out a stack of documents from under the table and threw them in front of Lin Miao.

"My reforms are facing resistance. Nobody wants another government’s mouth sprouting off; they’re doing all they can to obstruct the engineering progress. I need someone to deal with this issue for me."

"This... I don’t have many people under me, just a few I can use. If you take any more, I’ll have no one left."

Lin Miao looked troubled.

"Why do I want them? I want you."

"Huh?"

Lin Miao, hearing this, grabbed his own lapel with both hands, feigning a bashful look.

"This... isn’t it kind of inappropriate? I have a girlfriend."

Crazy...

Though Miles had indeed thought about it, seeing Lin Miao’s reaction killed his appetite.

"You’ve been targeted by the Europeans. Right now, the only ones who can keep you alive are Military Science and New America. Let’s make a deal."

She tapped the documents on the table with her finger.

"I’m planning to create a new department specifically to handle this matter. Solve them, and New America can give you what you want."

Lin Miao hesitated to answer.

"But... what about my company?"

Click.

The office door opened, and a figure walked in, closing the door behind them.

Buzz!!!

The electrical appliances in the room suddenly flickered, and the display of Lin Miao’s cybernetic eye was suddenly covered by a scarlet data stream. His whole body trembled, screaming in agony as he rolled to the ground.

"Ah!!! You! Why?"

Song Zhaomei slowly walked behind Miles, clutching her hands behind her back without speaking.

Seeing Lin Miao’s miserable state, Miles’ face rarely showed a hint of a smile.

"Don’t try to play tricks on me, Mr. Lin. New America’s partners aren’t limited to just you."

"What is this... how is it possible... to break through... my firewall... ugh..."

"Hmph!"

Miles snorted coldly, nodding as a signal to Song Zhaomei.

Song Zhaomei immediately squatted in front of Lin Miao, pulling a data cable from her palm and inserting it into Lin Miao’s neck.

"New America’s power surpasses your imagination. Let me inform you, this is Black Wall data."

"What!"

Lin Miao was shocked.

"How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible."

Miles stood up, barely able to see Lin Miao on the ground across the table, but walking over felt undignified, so he pretended to have the ability to see through the table.

"I rarely give anyone a second chance, but you’re an exception."

"Join the Efficiency Department. I’ll give you a minister position, and you can concurrently hold your original company’s boss position, but the condition is you work for me."

"Also, a virus has been installed in your brain, directly linking your system data to mine. What you know, I know. Don’t even think about pulling tricks, or you’ll die a terrible death."

"Understand?"

Lin Miao convulsed on the ground, his facial muscles constantly shifting, as if reflecting the difficult thoughts he was wrestling with internally. After a long while, he reluctantly nodded.

"Okay, but you must increase support for Horizon Corporation and help counter the European Community’s troops. Otherwise, I won’t agree, even if it means mutual destruction."

Miles slightly raised his hand.

Song Zhaomei immediately stopped her cyber attack on Lin Miao.

But Lin Miao’s convulsions continued until Song Zhaomei gently kicked him with the tip of her toe.

"Cough..."

He strained to get up from the ground, reluctantly glanced at Miles, then gasped and asked,

"I want to know the authority range of this department and how many people I can mobilize."

"Quite large, even larger than you can imagine."

Miles contentedly sat back in his chair.

Large? How large?

Could it include nine bestowals, sword-bearer’s hall entry, not rushing to attend court, secretarial acknowledgment without naming, and opening a government bureau equivalent to the three divisions?

Lin Miao tentatively asked,

"Can I execute them?"

"...."

Miles paused internally. Did I find the wrong person?

"I sought you out to solve problems. If killing solved everything, what would I need you for?"

"So if killing could solve the problem, then it’s up to me to do it, huh."

"What if killing doesn’t solve it?"

"My life is in your hands. Aren’t we doing what you say anyway?"

Damn, that makes too much sense.

"You better think clearly before acting, or else neither your life nor your company will be safe."

"Got it, whatever you say it is."

Lin Miao nodded repeatedly, fumbling back into his chair, a far cry from the calm demeanor he had when entering.

This stark contrast only made Miles appreciate the beauty of power all the more, trembling almost to the point of ecstasy.

This stuff is more addictive than any drug!

Yet she managed to control her body, just shrugging her shoulders before asking,

"Go ahead, what are your thoughts?"

Lin Miao leaned forward.

"I have a strategy, three moves, sure to take down a batch first."

"What three moves?"

Lin Miao made a chopping gesture with his right hand.

"Host banquets, execute leaders, make subordinates into dogs."

"Tell me more, let’s hear it."

"We’ll do it like this... like this... and then finally like this..."

Standing behind Miles, Song Zhaomei’s expression wasn’t very natural, but she finally held back.

The President’s Office doors did not open again until several hours later.

Under the curious gaze of agents, bodyguards, and clerks, Lin Miao tidied up his somewhat disheveled outfit and strode out of the office.

Hiss—

The crowd gasped.

"Did you see? His clothes are dirty, he looked like he rolled on the ground."

"Saw it, that guy’s crazy impressive."

"Today’s young people will do anything to get ahead, no dignity at all."

"Heh, as if you wouldn’t. I bet if the President beckoned once, you’d run faster than a dog."

"Heh, takes more than just one signal for me to agree."

The idle talk couldn’t stop Lin Miao’s steps.

So what if I’m living off others?

Do you have something to live off of?

Now, he’s already the Efficiency Department Minister of the New American Federal Government White House Office!

Though he doesn’t have the surname Ma, he could still loudly claim, taking office in Goose City.

"Boss... are you alright?"

"I’m fine. What could be wrong?"

"By the way, don’t tell Lucy about what happened today. I fear she’ll misunderstand. I’m innocent."

"Got it~~"

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