2077: V really knows how awesome he is

Company employees are not to be trifled with, especially since this is a senior executive.

V didn't take Rebecca's rudeness to heart; she knew the other person was a kind person, and that was enough.

V wasn't surprised to see Sasha curled up in a ball under the covers on the bed.

Waking up from a fantasy comes at a price, which is why people prefer to live in their dreams.

"I brought some flowers, would you like to see them?"

Sasha did not respond.

V didn't mind. He leisurely asked the nurse for a vase, filled it with water, carefully arranged the flowers, and then pulled up a chair and sat down by the bed.

“I’ve been busy these past few days. Now that the biotechnology project is finally over, I feel it’s necessary to let you know.”

The blankets shook slightly.

V, with his legs crossed and arms folded across his chest, calmly stated: "The attack that night was defined as a security exercise. Biotechnology was not compromised and suffered no losses. Any rumors circulating online about this incident are slander and defamation. All documents, records, and information are malicious fabrications. Biotechnology assumes no responsibility and reserves all rights to pursue legal action."

"Damn it!" Rebecca couldn't help but curse.

Sasha, her voice trembling, asked from under the covers, "What about Channel 54 news..."

“Behind News 54 is military technology. It was originally a subordinate department of the company. Do you think it would undermine the company?” V said. “My information is that after receiving your report, the director of News 54 sold it back to biotechnology at a high price and made a fortune.”

"Bang!" Rebecca slammed her fist on the table, angrily shouting, "Is there no justice in this world?!"

“Yes,” V glanced at Rebecca. “The company is everything, and the company’s principles are the law. Unless…”

"Unless what?"

Unless we also become the sky.

V answered in his mind, but shook his head and didn't say it aloud.

She patted Sasha on the bed: "Get up, I'll take you somewhere."

Sasha did not move.

"I saved you, and you won't even give me this much face?"

Sasha then sat up.

V pushed her wheelchair toward the door of the ward, but Mann and the other two blocked her way.

Where are you taking Sasha?

"It's none of your business."

"you!"

“It’s alright, Mann,” Sasha quickly said. “V won’t hurt me, move aside.”

"Damn it, you're actually siding with a corporate dog!"

Rebecca kicked the table in anger: "You idiot, go die if you want, I'm never going to care about you again!"

Mann and Dorio glanced at Sasha, but ultimately decided to go after Rebecca.

"Is it okay?" V asked.

“It’s okay.” Sasha forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. “They’ve forgotten me… that’s better.”

V carried Sasha into Drumman's car.

"Old De, Watson Industrial Zone."

"Received, Ms. V. Choose Delaman, and leave your troubles at the door."

We drove without encountering any obstacles.

"Are you feeling unwell?" V asked, looking out the window.

“Mm.” Sasha nodded.

"One person cannot destroy a company. You were wrong from the beginning, so you were destined to fail."

"Are you mocking me?"

"No, I'm just stating the facts, even though it's cruel, but the facts are the facts."

Sasha clenched her fist: "What would you do if it were you?"

"The assumption that I am not you is invalid from the beginning."

"Hmph, I see you're just like me, equally helpless!"

“I wasn’t lying. I’m not you, but I can handle your problem as someone who is in my position.” V turned his gaze from the window to Sasha and asked, “That was the public version I just told you. Would you like to hear the inside version?”

Sasha looked on with curiosity.

"I copied the data you stole and forwarded it to several other companies through Arasaka Corporation. Biotechnology monopolizes food, medicine, and energy, all of which are highly profitable sectors that other companies have long coveted. Now that they have this leverage, they immediately launched a pincer movement against Biotechnology, demanding that it cede some technology and profits. On the surface, Biotechnology appears to be unscathed, but in reality, it's already in a state of utter chaos."

Will biotechnology agree?

"Of course it will, because this time the leverage is too heavy. Safety Spirit is widely available, and the vast majority of users are veterans who have retired from the battlefield. As long as other companies make a public announcement and raise their voices, they can start a just war. They don't even need to recruit; countless experienced warriors will volunteer to join. Biotechnology has no chance of winning."

"A just war? Hah." Sasha sneered. "So what? Biotechnology compromised?"

"Of course, it had to compromise. Biotechnology gave up a lot of benefits, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was crippling. Arasaka gained the most, and that's how I gained Michiko Arasaka's appreciation and successfully entered the top circle."

“Then I really have to congratulate you.” Sasha said, then belatedly asked, “Wait, I sent that file directly to News 54. When did you copy it?”

"Remember the chip I gave you? It had something added to it."

Didn't you say there were no viruses inside?

"There's no virus, but there are a few backdoor mini-programs that automatically forward any messages you receive to me." V said, a smirk playing on his lips: "Purple Mood High-Frequency Vibration Enhanced Version, girl, you're pretty fancy."

Sasha's face immediately turned bright red: "V, you bastard!"

V got out of the car looking a bit disheveled, with several scratches on his face.

"Are you a cat? You're so good at scratching people. Luckily I turned off the transmitter temporarily, otherwise I would have definitely called in the trauma team."

"Hmph!" Sasha showed no remorse, looked around, and asked, "Where is this?"

“Abandoned warehouses in the Watson Industrial Zone.”

What are we doing here?

"This is the final curtain call for this crazy farce."

V flipped the switch, and the dark warehouse lit up. In the center, a man with a bruised and swollen face was tied to a chair.

“Biotechnology has suffered such a huge loss, so naturally someone needs to be held responsible, and this person has been pushed out to take the blame.” V stood behind Sasha and whispered in the girl’s ear, “His name is Frank Adams, the director of Biotechnology. He was the one who made the decision to launch Safe Spirit.”

Sasha's pupils contracted.

With a click, V cocked the Liz pistol and gently placed it in the girl's hand.

"Do what you're supposed to do, and leave the rest to me."

V walked out and closed the warehouse door.

To her surprise, Mann and the others had parked their car not far away.

Even though you were cursing, you still followed along out of concern?

"Ah."

V smiled; she shouldn't have been surprised.

"boom!"

Gunshots were fired.

Sasha emerged from the warehouse in a wheelchair, a smile on her face as radiant as the sun.

“Go find your friend. And…” V waved goodbye and left: “Don’t be late tomorrow, Ms. Sasha.”

"Sasha, are you alright? What was that gunshot just now?"

Dorio and Rebecca passed by V, exchanging pleasantries with Sasha.

Mann, however, stood in front of V.

"Thank you," the burly man said sincerely.

V countered, "What are you thanking me for?"

"all."

"So you owe me one?"

"Absolutely! I'd go through fire and water for you!"

“I’ll remember that.” V’s eyes flashed with blue light. “This is my phone number. Remember to call me anytime.”

"Damn, they really know how to order people around. A company dog ​​is a company dog ​​after all," Mann muttered under his breath.

V suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, the corpse inside is a defector from biotechnology. There's a hefty reward for it, so I'll give it to you."

Wow! The boss is so generous! The boss is awesome! Boss, muah!

V returned to Arasaka Tower. She was very busy, and it was already difficult for her to squeeze out a little time to play house with the children.

At the elevator, she was once again cornered by the Special Operations Department.

The difference is that there is an additional middle-aged woman in it.

“Director Abernathy.” V, being the subordinate, was the first to bow.

“V, the deputy minister.” Abernathy’s expression was complicated: “I admit I underestimated you. How about you come work for me? I guarantee you’ll get more.”

"I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to change departments at the moment."

Abernathy's tone turned cold: "V, don't be stubborn and ask for trouble."

V did not answer, because another voice came from behind her.

"Oh my, the employees at Arasaka seem to get along quite well. Unlike us in biotechnology, where it's all backstabbing and infighting." Joanne Koch walked up to V, beaming. "V, Vice President V, aren't you going to introduce this to me?"

“Excuse me.” V introduced the two: “Ms. Koch, this is Abernathy, Director of the Arasaka Special Operations Division. Ms. Abernathy, this is Joanne Koch, Director of the Biotechnology and Pharmaceutical Division.”

“You’re mistaken,” Joanne Koch said with a smile. “I was only recently appointed as the head of the medical department.”

"Really? Congratulations!"

"You're too kind. This is all thanks to Vice Minister V for helping us in biotechnology to find the bad apples. With those who hold positions without doing their jobs gone, truly talented people are now being put to good use."

"You flatter me. I was just doing my duty."

“No, not at all. Vice-Minister V was the one who facilitated the collaboration between Arasaka and the Life Sciences Department. Even Ms. Michiko spoke highly of you. You can’t underestimate yourself.” Joanne Koch finished speaking and then looked at Abernathy: “Right, Director?”

Abernathy's lips twitched a few times, and he forced a smile, suppressing his anger: "Yes, you're right. Deputy Minister V has made a great contribution to this cooperation."

"It's good that you understand. Vice Minister V, let's go, we can't keep Miss Michiko waiting."

V and Joanne Koch stepped into the elevator.

"Damn it!" Abernathy cursed.

She had been a dominant force in the workplace for many years, and countless famous figures had fallen to her. But today, she unexpectedly suffered a setback because of a brat who hadn't even grown up yet.

"Don't get angry, boss. This V just got lucky. She only managed to get one biotech company on her side. You have Zeta Technologies and Comto backing you. She's nothing to worry about."

"You fucking know nothing!" Abnersey said angrily. "In the past, I was the only one who could talk to Miss Michiko. Now there's another one. How can I not be worried? This V is ruthless. She went straight for our balls. I can't believe she's only 23 years old."

"Could it be that Jenkins taught her that?"

"It's possible, but there's no concrete evidence. In any case, this V can't stay. Where are the people I asked you to arrange?"

"Some debugging work is still needed."

“There’s no time, let’s get going. I don’t know why V always likes to ride in Delaman’s car, but since she’s not afraid to die, I’ll send her on her way. The ambush location will be the company square. Let’s give the NCPD a heads-up and tell them to delay their deployment by 15 minutes.”

"Yes!"

Chapter 12 The New Path

“I never would have guessed.” In a high-end restaurant downtown, V and Joanne Koch sat opposite each other.

The latter looked incredulous: "Miss Michiko is actually... like that."