"Sukhoi Design Bureau!"

Gao Jun could feel his hand holding the document trembling.

Who is engaged in arms and does not know the Sukhoi Aircraft Experimental Design Bureau?

It was formed in 1939 and is known for designing fighters, airliners, and bombers. The well-known types of aircraft that have been successfully developed include the interceptor Su-9 and the fighter Su-27, which are as famous as the Mikoyan Design Bureau and are one of the famous design bureaus in Russia (the Soviet Union).

During that period of burping, the Sukhoi Design Bureau lost a lot of talent, of which Eagle Sauce was the most profitable, and many senior engineers carried classified documents, which made the US air force grow exponentially in a few years, including rumors that nearly 30% of the personnel in the Lockheed Martin Laboratory were recruited from the Sukhoi Design Bureau.

Of course, the fighting nation is also ruthless in the face of the engineers who betrayed the country, the most famous is the aircraft engine senior engineer Grochenko, in order to get this vital engine designer, in terms of excavating talents, the Americans have never considered the cost of excavating talents, the conditions put forward are simply unable to refuse, in order to protect Grochenko's safety, the United States not only sent its elite marines around the villa where he lived to stand guard for him, but also had at least 8 kung fu on the way to and from work. The bodyguards who are skilled in marksmanship are not far from him, and the importance of them can be seen!

But with such a level of security, Grochenko was still shot in front of the bodyguards, and died like a miserable death!

Gao Jun was surprised when he saw the name of this design bureau, and then he was a little worried, and when he didn't want to be Korn Korn Ferry to dig up the other party by disgraceful means, then he and the HWP Group would probably be on the blacklist of Lao Maozi, and he didn't want to be targeted by Alpha... Then I went to the toilet and the pit blew up.

But it's a bit reluctant to let him give up this kind of top talent.

"It's really hard." Gao Jun licked his tongue, and finally could only put aside Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov's information first, but he still couldn't get enough of it, and opened the second information.

"Name: Robert Badenberg."

"Nationality: British."

"Age: 47 years old."

"Employment and Eurofighter, senior head of the R&D laboratory, Ph.D. from RWTH Aachen University, who helped France co-develop a new generation of fighters."

Eurofighter?

This name is a bit rotten, and it is even said that it is slightly inferior to the previous Soviet bigwig.

Although it claims to be the world's third largest aerospace and military industrial group after Boeing and Lockheed Martin in the United States, there has been no decent fighter in Europe since the turn of the millennium, and in the world, they have a total of nearly 120 laboratories, so Robert Badenberg's resume is not outstanding.

And the following information also indicates the approximate annual salary: $2.2 million!

That's more than 10 million RMB!

In fact, the salaries of the military industry all over the world are generally very low, and the R&D funds of many countries even have to be supported by external forces, which has also caused private arms dealers to become fragrant and sweet, Robert Badenberg wants to change jobs, and it is obvious that the salary given to him by Eurofighter cannot satisfy him! If you can have an annual salary of two or three hundred thousand dollars a year, you want to take out $2.2 million from yourself?

Is it really the word "wronged" written on his head?

Gao Jun knocked on the table with his fingers, frowned and fell into contemplation, picked up the phone, and dialed a string of numbers, "I'll send you information later, help me check their details, it's best to check the salary of each unit, remember, don't leave the tail, handle it cleanly." ”

"Understood!"

After he hung up the phone, he continued to flip through.

……

Berlin, Germany.

Mary hung up her phone, dropped the snacks on the table, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Ambrose! ”

"Boss, you call me?"

Less than a few seconds after the words fell, a gust of wind accompanied by a smoke smell of a figure rushed in. Bird! This guy is dressed a lot more refreshingly than when I first saw him, uh, relatively, and now he is chewing betel nut in his mouth.

"Stay away from me, you smoker! I've said a few times, don't smoke, did you hide in the toilet to smoke again? Mary scolded angrily, thrusting her waist, even though she was only up to Ambrose's chest, she still stared and roared like a tigress.

Ambrose touched his nose, slightly embarrassed, "I just took a sip, it was the hand that moved the cigarette first." ”

"Damn it!" Mary huffed and rolled her eyes cutely, "The big boss is on a mission, let you help check personal information, do you have a way?" ”

"Are you trying to hack that website?" Ambrose's eyes lit up, this was his profession, he was about to be idle, rubbing his hands, "You can let me black dod!" ”

DOD is the abbreviation for the U.S. Department of Defense...

Mary took the paper from the fax machine, looked at it, and handed it over with a strange expression, "I hope you're not bragging." ”

Ambrose stretched out his head and looked, "Eurofighter?" Isn't that simple? Leave it to me! ”

The world's third hacker has this confidence, he pulled over the chair, sat in front of the computer, first kissed it on his stomach, and then touched it softly a few times like a lover, and his fingers began to walk on the keyboard like flying.

Someone once said that a serious man bursts with a hormonal charm.

At least that's what Ambrose thinks in Mary's eyes now, and the slightly rough beard is a little sexy at this time.

"Don't look at me, my charm that has nowhere to put is the easiest to impress." Suddenly, Ambrose said coldly, Mary was stunned, rolled her eyes, shook her waist and jumped on the chair, shook her short legs and drank fat house happy water, as if she said to herself, "Next time you have time, teach me skills." ”

Ambrose didn't seem to hear, his hands tapping methodically.

……

Amsterdam, Netherlands!

Vulgar people only see the claim here: "sex capital".

As everyone knows, in order to expand the country's industrial strength, the Netherlands has introduced many preferential policies, including taxes, which makes many companies headquartered here.

On the outskirts of Amsterdam are a dazzling array of factories and buildings, including Eurofighter.

There is a constant stream of people coming in and out, all in a hurry, and cameras are installed on all sides, and the security capabilities are top-notch.

Isaac lay leisurely on the roof, holding a cup of coffee, drinking afternoon tea, enjoying the rare free time, but obviously not as he wished, the roof door was almost opened with a bang, Isaac turned his head dissatisfied, "Hey, Horace! Are you going to smash my door? ”

Horace looks like the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. in Marvel, talking about skin color, and of course his left eye is also blinking, which looks a little cramped. He was panting, sweating profusely, and bracing his knees, "Something happened to Isaac!" He took a deep breath, pressed his beating heart a little, and added, "Our computer has been hacked!" ”

"Fack! *%#！ Isaac jumped to his feet at once, glaring, he couldn't hear anything clearly, he stomped his feet in anger, and then pulled Horace and rushed downstairs.

……