Let them offer their loyalty

"What? Take a look?"

"It's on page three, check it out for yourself."

Yue Qian opened the file in the communication and scratched his head unconsciously after seeing it: "All those who are obviously in conflict have been severely rectified by Jonas. When they hear the name of the Alte Foundation, they will run away like a stray dog, so when seeking cooperation, be sure not to look for them... Is this true?"

"Only those who have seen Jonas's methods know how terrifying he is... That's what they said, so try to find those who have not been attacked by the Alt Group at the end of the list. The people on these lists can be trusted. As long as you recruit them, there is no need to worry. Most of them have their handles already in there."

"You're right, but last time the HR told us to be 100% assured, and then we were almost hunted to death by the people from that place."

Yue Xuan sighed and closed the file helplessly: "Anyway, let's try it first."

"By the way, what is the name of the organization we have established?"

Ye Hua suddenly remembered something and looked at Yue Yan: "It has to have a name?"

"casual."

"Okay, then whatever you want."

"Wait wait, I was just kidding!"

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"Mr. Jonas, I have discovered something strange about the two diplomats that Dragon City recently sent."

"Oh?" Jonas leaned back in his chair, crossed his fingers on his stomach, and squinted his eyes at Eiffel. "Tell me about it."

"They are usually not in the apartment, but they don't go to work. They usually just stay there for a while and then leave. Ye Hua doesn't seem to be abnormal, but after Yue Yan escaped our surveillance personnel once, they marked her as a key suspect."

Eiffel's tone was calm and firm, as if he was stating a fact: "A diplomat, no matter what, should not be able to get rid of the intelligence personnel we trained. Although it is not certain, it is always better to be cautious."

"Also, Ye Hua seemed to be just following around, but I found that when she was walking around, she had contact with some local people intentionally or unintentionally, and those were people who had contact with the people from Dragon City before."

"They really thought it was a secret connection..." Jonas nodded and took a sip of coffee. "But it's not that they were careless. I have already used a large number of available manpower to monitor them. I knew something was wrong a long time ago."

"I suggest sending someone to continue monitoring their every move."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Jonas waved his hand. "Watch them and tell me if there's any movement, but don't alert them."

"Yes."

Jonas watched his secretary leave, a faint smile gradually appeared on his face, and he whispered to himself: "I'll see if I can catch a big one this time."

Chapter 589: Eiffel's Secret Cookies

The recent days have been relatively leisurely.

With Longcheng outside resisting the Federation, the Alte Group unsurprisingly slowly relaxed its overall operation, and even Eiffel was not so busy. Even if Longcheng sent people over, they only needed to pay attention to Yehua and Yueyan's small movements.

The sunlight shines into the spacious office through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room.

In the office of the Alt Group, Jonas sat behind his desk, slowly savoring the fresh coffee in the cup. The aroma of the mellow coffee filled the air. He closed his eyes slightly, enjoying this rare leisure time.

It’s not that rare, but it should be considered a break from the busy schedule?

When I was doing nothing, a call came from Eiffel.

"Mr. Jonas, are you busy now?"

"Busy, not really busy...what's wrong?"

Jonas put down the coffee in his hand and looked at Eiffel in confusion.

"I have compiled this quarter's financial report and sent you the documents in the newsletter... But I don't think lazy Mr. Jonas will have the patience to look through these financial reports filled with numbers."

Although he wanted to seriously refute that he was not a lazy dog ​​in this matter, when he thought about the possibility of being criticized by Eiffel after his rebuttal and the possibility of having to take on this job, today's leisure time was completely gone, and Jonas still chose to become the lazy Mr. Jonas in Eiffel's mouth.

"Then I'll come over now."

After a while, Eiffel walked into Jonas' office with a tablet computer.

"Well, please, Eiffel, report."

Jonas opened the file Eiffel gave him and prepared to check if there were any mistakes.

What Eiffel reports are the absolutely correct and cost-saving versions, and all the most important information is in them, but you still have to look at the financial statements.

"Yes."

"First, our operating income this quarter increased by 15% year-on-year, which made up for part of our expenses in the war with the Federation, the largest expense of which came from our fourth-generation tactical mecha equipment."

"As for raw materials, we currently have sufficient inventory and there is no supply shortage. However, market prices have generally risen by about 5%, which has led to a slight increase in our costs."

"In terms of profit margin, our overall profit has increased to 22% due to the increase in sales volume, but the profit margins of some products have declined."

"We are doing well in terms of cash flow and have ample cash flow."

"Public opinion is still mainly focused on maintaining stability, and there is not much unrest at the moment."

"Overall, the business performance of the Alt Group was good this quarter, and key indicators all achieved growth. However, there is room for improvement in some areas. I have listed them in detail in the report. Please take a look."

After Eiffel finished his report, he sent the key data of the provincial flow to Jonas. Jonas checked it carefully, found no errors, and nodded.

"Well done. My secretary always makes me not worry."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Jonas, but I hope you can be less aggressive and give me less to worry about."

Eiffel said something slightly sarcastic and naturally changed the subject: "Mr. Jonas, do you like cookies? The kind that the purchasing department bought earlier."

"That flavor of biscuits is fine for afternoon tea, what's wrong?"

Why did you mention this suddenly?

"No, I'm just suddenly curious whether Mr. Jonas and I have different tastes. I'll go to work first."

Eiffel's expression remained unchanged, and he walked out of the office naturally.

She returned to a small apartment she had bought near the Alte Foundation, took off her work clothes, changed into a light blue home dress, and went to the kitchen of her small apartment.

She usually sleeps in a room specially prepared by the Alte Foundation. This apartment was bought a long time ago. If it weren't for the special circumstances today, she would have almost forgotten about it.

The work to be done today was already done yesterday. I also asked Jonas about his taste while reporting the financial report. The materials are all ready...

When Jonas was chatting with her, he casually mentioned that he wanted to eat the handmade cookies he made, and she still remembered it.

No matter whether the cookies were delicious or not, whether they looked like the cookies purchased by the marketing department, or even if they were made into a paste, Jonas had to finish them under her supervision.

Eiffel thought without changing his expression.

First, wash your hands carefully, then take out the baking tray and various tools from the cupboard, and then take out the ingredients one by one and arrange them neatly - butter, eggs, low-gluten flour, fine sugar, pistachios, dark chocolate chips, etc.

Eiffel first beat the butter and sugar until fluffy, then added the eggs, and then slowly added the flour and chopped pistachios. She lowered her head and performed the necessary steps, glancing at the recipe from time to time, meticulously following the steps and quantities of the recipe to mix the ingredients evenly.

Then take out the baking tray, cover it with baking paper, and use a small spoon to scoop the batter onto the baking tray one by one, keeping a certain distance. Then turn on the preheated oven, carefully put the baking tray in, and set the time and temperature.

The sweet smell of baking cookies soon spread, and the oven made a "ding" sound. Eiffel put on heat-insulating gloves and took out the golden and crispy cookies. Finally, he sprinkled chocolate chips evenly on the surface of the cookies, completing this batch of handmade cookies.

The simple baking work made Eiffel feel very relaxed, especially when he smelled the aroma of the cookies.

She waited for the cookies to cool down a little, then picked up a piece and ate it. She first felt the sweetness on the tip of her tongue, and then she felt relieved - she didn't make the stupid mistake of putting other seasonings in it.

It was already afternoon when he returned to the Alte Foundation. After taking a short nap, Jonas found that the office door was opened. Eiffel came in with the food delivery robot, using the excuse of having new information to come to the office and sat in front of Jonas.

"Shall we have afternoon tea together first?"

Jonas put the plate of cookies on the table, picked up a cute bear-shaped cookie, looked at it carefully, and thought for a long time.

"I remember that the cookies I ate before were all ordinary round shapes." Jonas said suddenly.

Today's cookies are a little different, with different shapes, textures and tastes.

He probably knew what was going on with the cookie.

"Maybe the purchasing department has changed suppliers, Mr. Jonas." Eiffel remained calm.

Jonas put the bear biscuit into his mouth, tasted it carefully, and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't taste as good as Esni's."

“Then I’ll change the supplier.”

Eiffel's face tensed slightly, and he was about to pull the cookie plate away in the next second.

"I'm wrong. I feel that these are much more delicious than any other biscuits on the market." Jonas smiled and made an invitation: "I wonder if Miss Eiffel can have afternoon tea with me and taste the handmade biscuits I made?"

Eiffel's fingers gently reached forward, picked up a piece and bit off.

"of course can."

Chapter 590: Killing the chicken to scare the monkey starts from District 25!

Ye Hua sat in a dim corner of the bar, playing with the cocktail in her hand. She had changed her look this time, and her carefully styled long hair was messed up, shining with a subtle luster under the lights of the bar, but her face looked ferocious and others wanted to stay away from her when they saw her.

Underground bars are usually a mixed crowd, and they are also the best way to collect intelligence.

Originally, in places where Dragon City could reach out, there was no need to use such an overly inefficient method to collect intelligence. Generally, the Sword Wielder's intelligence department would collect intelligence and then directly send people to solve the problem. But now Dragon City's intelligence network cannot be expanded in District 25, so it can only use this inefficient method.

No, it’s not that it can’t be carried out in the 25th district.

Instead, they could only collect relatively superficial intelligence and had no way to deal with the Alte Group.

The bar was filled with smoke and dim lights, and people of all shapes and sizes were whispering. Ye Hua drank his wine while listening carefully to the conversations around him.

Soon, several men with tattoos all over their arms, who looked like gangsters, sat down next to Ye Hua. Although they spoke in a low voice, Ye Hua was able to catch the key words with his excellent hearing.

"Those guys from the Alt Group bought up all the places in our neighborhood and sent people to drive us away. This is too much!"

"Yes, they also used security forces to prevent us from staying anywhere in that neighborhood."

"From what I know, many gangs have been secretly colluding recently and are preparing to take action against the Alt Group."

"Is this true? I think it's best to just blow up the Alte Building and kill those stupid employees!"

Ye Hua drank his wine without changing his expression, but he was analyzing rapidly in his mind that perhaps the expansion of the Alte Group had offended many hidden forces. If these undercurrents of discontent could be channeled and utilized, they might become a powerful weapon against the Alte Group.

In an organization, there must be people who do the real work, people who do the dirty work, and even more so, cannon fodder.

Ye Hua decided to test the waters. She pretended to be drunk and approached the men and said, "Brothers, if you really want to get rid of the Alte Group, I have a way. As long as you agree to cooperate, I can provide a lot of inside information, which will definitely make the Alte Group unable to recover."

First pretend to be a drunk lunatic, and then let these people attack you, and then it will be easy to get information. Who is the gang that wants to deal with the Alte Group? There are not many of them.

Like said before.

There must be people who do the real work, people who do the dirty work, and cannon fodder.

Several men looked Ye Hua up and down warily, while Ye Hua lowered his voice and continued, "The internal secrets in my hands can make the Alt Group lose face. You just need to provide some strength, and I guarantee that I can deal with Jonas."

“Hahahahahaha, you’ve brought shame to the Alt Foundation, you drunkard! Do you know what you’re saying?!”

One of them couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing.

To embarrass the Alte Group? They wouldn't even dare to think of that in their dreams!

"Who...who said I don't know!"

Ye Hua pretended to be drunk and spoke nonsense: "If I raise my hand, the Alte Group will kneel down. Do you know that the Alte Group is nothing in front of our gang? Forget about the Alte Group. If I want, District 25 will become a wilderness!"

"Hahaha, this idiot is drunk! Just brag!"

"Then why don't you go to a five-star restaurant and eat those fancy lobster steaks instead of getting drunk here?"

"You're probably high, you idiot!"

The men began to laugh until Ye Hua staggered to his feet, looking angry and humiliated, and threw out a bunch of signs: "Do you know what these signs are? These are the leaders of the gangs I have killed. If you still want to question me, just do it!"

Several men began to look at each other, with half-belief and half-doubt on their faces. Obviously, although Ye Hua's words sounded like drunken talk to them, the deep hatred for the Alte Group and these seemingly real brands in their hearts still made them waver for a moment.

"Gang? Which gang are you from?" one of the tattooed men asked in a deep voice.

Ye Hua stood up shakily, his voice drunken: "Oh, my gang... you must have heard of it, but I can't tell you now, for safety reasons, right? If you really want to deal with the Alte Group, you can join me..."

As he spoke, Ye Hua made a gesture to shut up, as if to remind people that there might be danger around.

This action made the men even more hesitant. They began to discuss in a low voice and seemed to have some interest in Ye Hua's words.

Ye Hua knew that he had already attracted some of their attention, but if he wanted other gangs to notice him, he still had to make a bigger fuss.

What she and Yue Chen have to do is to integrate these inferior rat gangs, and then slowly fight against the Alte Group. She collects intelligence on various gangs in a complex manner, while Yue Chen is responsible for the visible aspects.

"What about you guys? Which gangs are you from? Don't be from those low-ranking gangs!"

Pretending to add fuel to the fire but actually wanting to collect intelligence, Ye Hua acted provocative and prepared to write down all the gangs mentioned by these hooligans.