Over the past few days, Viple Pushkin's actions have been normal. He just followed the members of the army around many companies in Drakken as an entourage. If Alice had not learned that she seemed to be a spy, at most she would have been convinced by the cold charm.

Narud Velander didn't seem to know what role he hired. After listening to Alice's questions, he just narrated a resume that anyone could compile. According to his introduction, Vipur is from Ukraine, 27 years old this year. After graduating from a business school in France, he came to Draken and had outstanding work ability.

“It looks very interesting…”

Listening to Verland's story, Alice recalled the details she observed at that time.

The woman did not seem to have taken Alice and her institute as direct targets, because her hook and rope gun was used to infiltrate the University of Exeter, and there was no other place to use it. Brody's coma was a dramatic accident. If it were to say that the spy was Alice, the woman's target was only...

“List of professors in office?”

Just during the chat with Verland, Alice had quickly recalled the situation. When she rushed to No. 17 Chunyuan Road to take Brody away, she glanced at the girl's location. She sneaked into the university and searched for the list of professors in the computer room. What was the purpose of this practice?

"Ask a little bit," she asked Verlander: "Besides me, are you looking for talents from other universities and research institutions?"

Enterprise transformation requires many new professionals, Verlander said for granted: "Oxford and Cambridge, the University of Munich in Germany, and of course the Ivy League in the United States, we are trying to recruit a large number of senior industrial talents. Otherwise, how should our new research center be built? Of course, Miss Wang, you are fundamentally different from those ordinary scholars. Draken is very clear about this, please rest assured."

Since he had plans to cooperate, Alice certainly participated in Drakken's various issues. Through several small meetings over the past few days, at least one resolution has been unanimously approved by all employees, that is, Drakken does choose a site in Exeter, southeast of the UK, and build a second R&D center for the company except Munich, which will start construction soon.

The identity of Alice in this is not that she is inseparable from the title of director of the research institute who is always inseparable from her position, but she is in the position of a "technical consultant" with strong freedom in Microsoft and Lockheed.

"Oh, of course," said Verland. "If your computer research center wants to expand our talent, we can also bring you a lot of human resources."

"Oh, my research institute has no plans to join the company." Alice shook her head and laughed: "The core of my research institute is computer research and development. Companies like Drakken can't help, unless you plan to expand into the field of hardware factories."

There was another burst of laughter, another relaxed talk. Over the past few days, these steps had been walked countless times by Alice. Soon, after finishing her conversation with Narude Verland, she turned and walked out of the office, ready to leave Drakken's headquarters building and go back to the hotel to take a nap.

It was afternoon, and it was the most busy time in the office. She had not stopped many floors after the spacious elevator. Alice stood in half a sleepy way, and had not been to Manhattan for a long time because she was used to staying in Los Angeles and Exeter. She was really uncomfortable with the fully enclosed suitcase of this skyscraper.

"bite!"

Suddenly the door opened, but it was not yet the first floor. Alice wanted to continue to close her eyes and rest, but she didn't expect a cold voice to sound.

"Oh, Alice, or, dear Miss Wang?"

Nearly one head taller than someone, there is even more people walking on a pair of high heels, and their plump breasts can be stuffed into two people's sizes. The blonde hair and blue eyes are smoky makeup suddenly appears.

"Ah, Ms. Pushkin." Alice took a step back slightly: "Hello, what other customers are you going to see?"

"Ah ~ Yes, Browning from England wants to buy a copy of our drilling rig," she closed the elevator door, and she used the bright mirror of the elevator door to wrap up golden colors: "It seems like we don't know their purpose, hum."

Browning and Alice were a little embarrassed. She really knew this London rig company because it was the must-see road she would go shopping in the city every time.

"There are competitors everywhere," she smiled. "The position of the leader is not that easy to maintain. Which leader of a large enterprise is not worried about it all day long?"

"Oh, my dear Miss Wang," as if in an aria, with a smiley expression, Viple couldn't help but look down at Alice in a condescending position: "This is OK for anyone to say, but it's really not convincing in your mouth."

Alice touched her nose and felt a little embarrassed: "Ahem, Pushkin, don't look at me in school every day, I look so relaxed, and it's very hard to process emails every day."

Vipur Pushkin nodded without comment, but the smile clearly showed no belief: "Oh~ I've thanked you so much, so Miss Wang..."

"Just call Alice, Viple?"

"Well, then Alice, I guess you're so busy that you don't have time to find a boyfriend?"

The elevator door opened again, but it was still not on the first floor. Seeing the passengers in the elevator box, the clerk quickly opened like the wind.

In this way, facing this problem, Alice also looked at Viple with a strange look: "It seems that Viple has a very good popularity. You can tell from your figure that Drakken's employees are inevitably 'scared to talk', right?"

Somehow, the atmosphere was caused by this. The downward speed in the elevator filled with cold air seemed to slow down. In the end, it was true that the beautiful big-breasted girl and the cold big-breasted girl would inevitably be the moment of spark collision when they met.

"Oh, that's inevitable." Alice's teasing obviously made Viple very useful. She couldn't help but glance at the corner of the staircase: "I had the first time when I was fourteen years old, and that was with... well, I want to say it was with a Ukrainian mercenary, do you believe it?"

"I believe it, too much, middle school students in the daytime, female ninjas in the dark night, gothic romantic with oriental atmosphere, ah~brilliant!"

It was all messy, but the topic was taken over by Viple: "Yes, the gothic romantic with a strong oriental atmosphere. Since then, I have been a woman walking in the dark night world..."

"Ninja."

"You girl..."

"Ninja."

"Well! I am a woman, I am traveling around Eurasia for as much as possible," said so contented that no one can stop interrupting: "Ukrainian mercenaries, the Soviet KGB, the perverted hotel murderer in Czechoslovakia, the innocent princes in the Middle East and the rare black African immigrants, the number of men I have experienced, but Don Juan has been to women."

"Well...wow."

The elevator door opened and closed. A handsome young man trembled for a moment, then looked at Alice before jumping in and drilling deep into the elevator box. Alice's eyes rolled, her mouth twisted around like a door handle, and even more strange movements appeared in her mouth, looking very gossipy.

"It seems that Viple really has a common language with me!"

Viple looked down at the girl with high eyebrows: "excuse-me?"

"Well, this is called hunting for beauty."

A tingling sound rang again, and the first floor of the building was finally opened in front of everyone. Alice picked up Viple's arm carefully and said, "Although our orientations are different, our interests just match. Come on, come on, why don't you go to the cafe to chat together?"

"Uh, this, this..."

The situation was beyond Viple's expectations, but it could not withstand the tough demands of the company's partners. She was held up and staggered out of the elevator.

Then, after a while, the ladder door closed.

In the elevator box, the colleague who had just entered halfway through looked at another person pitifully.

The same handsome colleague was also looking at him pitifully.

"Man, why are you blocked in the elevator by Pushkin?"

"Man...you dare to come in."

What happened in the elevator was not something Alice was concerned about. She was swaying with Viple's arm and walked out of the company: "Come on, good sisters with the same interests meet Viple. I really didn't expect that we all like to hunt for beauty. Come on, let's have a good talk..."

"Wait, wait a moment!" Viple barely broke away from Alice's kidnapping: "You said, you said you have the same interests... but the orientation..."

"We are just conducting technical discussions."

Who believes it? When I hear that the orientation is different and what kind of lust hunting lover is, how can I not scare normal people away? At least this is how Viple shows. She no longer has the cold and arrogant attitude she had just now, but said in extreme embarrassment: "This, Miss Wang, this joke is so creepy. Although I don't have any discriminatory mentality, I am about this..."

"Then why should we change the topic?"

Seeing that she had successfully "distorted" this woman, Alice was also surprised and funny. She glanced at Viple's leather bag. It was right, and it contained the Su-made silencer pistol.

"From the beginning you asked me to the institute until now, we have not had a chance to have a meal alone. It's tea time, are you sure you won't take a break?"

The company's major customers and partners wanted the business representatives to accompany them to have dinner. It was not easy for Veple to refuse easily, but she immediately regained her calmness.

"Okay, Miss Wang."

She once again put on the cold and arrogant smile: "But please assign my current task to my colleague first, please wait." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!