
Alex is at the head office of the World Order as well as the others.
When Noah disconnected the phone, Alex immediately explained the situation to them.
At that moment, they were preparing. Because obviously their Boss was intending to go head to head with their past enemies.
"Alex, what about the harm that this action will cause?"
Alex just shook his head. "The Ghost just reminds me that we're the World Order."
"That's it?"
Alex shakes. "No, the Boss also said, we will repay them ten times over" he explained proudly
At that moment they all smiled. That makes it very clear that money is not a problem.
For them, the current purpose of the World Order was of course obvious. Destroy the enemy in plain sight.
"Alright, the Boss is again adding to the company's capital. He said to turn to the thirty billion Goldwest Sports Center and the development of the thirty billion dollar business center." Alice Obviously.
Alex's eyes widened. "I'm only proposing fifteen, why would the Boss give double that?"
This time, Antonius answered, with pride. "Are we not a World Order?"
Alec tilted his head and pulled his eyebrows up high. "Yes, that's .. us."
"Albert, how much funding does the legal entity need, for the next year?"
Albert was stunned and immediately thought fast. "I've filed two Billion Dollars. You know, now it's very difficult and the rival is getting stronger and—"
"That can't ... !" Cut Alice fast.
At that moment, Albert just shrugged his shoulders. "Well, maybe it's too big, then, one billion. I think I can."
Just then, all of a sudden the three of them folded their arms around their chests and looked at Albert while shaking their heads in unison, as if in disbelief.
Albert's eyes widened. "Hey, this I've thought carefully, Now those judges are cunning like snakes and—"
"Abert ... !!" Cut all three together.
"What?! ... " The answer is upset.
"It looks like you've forgotten the most important thing here."
Seeing Albert who was suddenly confused, the three exclaimed at him.
"we are WORLD ORDER ... !!"
"Twenty Billion Dollars ... That's the annual budget for the legal section." Firm Alice.
Albert's eyes widened, then raised his hand high and then pulled his elbow quickly to the left right side of his chest, he shouted.
"Yeahhhh ... "
"Yes! ... Yes! ... Yes, we are World Order ... Of course, we ... Yes, hmm ... I will make the serpents eat until they die of fullness. Haha ... Haha ... Haha ... Hahahahahahha ... !"
The three simply shook their heads looking at one of the oldest A4s, who was now walking back and forth with vigor.
"Mahahaha ... We are World Order ... Die you Fargo! Hahaahha ... !" Albert shouted once more in the room.
Alice let the old man down with her excitement. Then continue their discussion.
"Antonnius ... Program for the company WallEye media, how?"
"Alice, they're friends with the Ghosts. But, I have discussed this with some experts. What they sent, showed that the three were indeed very talented."
Looking at Alice, Antonius shrugged and said.
"Yes ... Yes ... They're friends. Of course we shouldn't be surprised if the Ghost befriends people with extraordinary talent."
"Hahahahhaha ... !"
All three laughed. At that time, they felt what they considered difficult first, now it feels easy.
"World Order must create a new building for them. Boss wants their offices separate!"
"Allah ... "
"We are WORLD ORDER ... Wooooo Hoooo ... !!" Shouted Albert again.
*****
A few days after that, in a skyscraper in the city of Silverstone, Arlen Fargo was holding a map.
There, he held some material requirements data from the World Order to rebuild the Sports Center and renovate many buildings in DevilHill. It also contains logistics supply information and business goods World Order corporate network.
"Sir Norman, is this everything?"
Luke Norman who was now standing in front of him, nodded. "For now it's all."
"Good, then. Give me more information when we meet again. Now go."
However, Like Norman did not immediately move. Seems like I want to say something.
Arlen, who realized that, asked again. "What's wrong?"
"Young Master, if we buy all those materials first, won't the Fargo Family Network suffer any losses?"
"Preanovaq ... !"
Arlen Fargo punched the table then stood up and looked at Luka Norman sharply.
"I will continue to buy their needs until their business cannot move. You underestimate the power of my family's funds? Five Billion is nothing, okay?"
"Yes, okay ... Sure oes. I'm sorry."
At that moment, Arlen said again. "When they really can't move anymore and are going bankrupt, we're going to sell them at a cheaper price to anyone but them."
At that moment, Luke Norman understood what Arlen meant. "Father and son are the same. Really sneaky." His inner.
As Luke Norman leaves, Arlen calls Alger's right hand.
"How did you find it?"
"Young master, maybe this is a little time-consuming. I didn't find Alice meeting anyone else. We're trying to tap the phone."
"Good ... Keep trying. Give me some good news soon."
"Well, I understand ... If there's nothing else, then excuse me, I'll go first."
"Hmm."
Arlen Fargo smiled slylyly. Right now, he thinks that if World Order really goes bankrupt and when the company is sold, then he and the Fargo Family Network will monopolize everything in order to buy it.
Same thing as when he destroyed the Sanders family, when their network came to this city, a few years ago.
"You will suffer the same thing again. But, this time I will make you not be able to rise again."