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"Boss, this way, please." Mihach made a gesture of please, and Sean, dressed in casual clothes, followed him.

Next to it was Lorraine, and on the periphery were 15 bodyguards carrying boxes.

This is the motorcycle factory that Sean invested in Colombo, and although the equipment is old equipment from the United States, it is no problem to remaintain and refurbish it here.

After all, Sri Lanka wants affordability.

As soon as he entered the factory, Sean's brow couldn't help frowning slightly, although Mihach must have made preparations, but the factory still looked a little chaotic.

The workers wore everything, all sorts of things, and the concrete floor could be seen to have been cleaned, but there was still sporadic garbage.

There is no greenery, and it looks bare.

Sean didn't say anything, just followed Mihach inside.

The workers are quite active in their work, I don't know if it's because someone came to inspect it.

Just listening to Mihachi's introduction, Sean didn't say much.

If you look closely at the workers, you can't say what the shortcomings are, but it feels like they are different from American factories.

Sean didn't speak, and the workers didn't know English.

After looking around, it took me an hour to get to Mihac's office.

"I'll say a few things." Sean got straight to the point, "First, the sanitation of the factory should be further improved, and more garbage cans should be placed, so that this kind of garbage everywhere can no longer occur." ”

"Second, greening, between the factories, the reception, the square, all must have greening."

"Third, uniforms, all workers are issued with uniform uniforms, shoes, different workshops, different positions, there must be a landmark distinction, and they must be neatly dressed when they go to work."

Mihach hurriedly took the notebook and wrote it down, although he felt that it was useless except to look good, but this was ordered by the big boss.

Seeing that Mihach had written it down, Sean asked, "Tell me why you did this." ”

Mihachi was stunned for a moment, his brain was running rapidly, and he was a little anxious, and after a little tidying up his thoughts, he said: "Improving the environment can make workers feel relaxed and make their work more focused, and uniform clothing can make everyone realize that they are the same as others, a collective, and can improve centripetal force." ”

"Well, that's a good point." Sean nodded.

A gleam of joy flashed across Mihachi's face.

"It's all wrong!" Sean added, and Mihach froze in place.

"Your statements, which can be said publicly, are a good superficial cover-up, sort it out." Sean stretched out his hand and nodded at Mihachi, "But, the real purpose of this is to improve the compulsion!" ”

Forced?

Mihach didn't understand it at all, he was a Sri Lankan, a well-off family, went to college in the United States, and spent many years in the United States before he was chosen by Sean to manage the motorcycle factory.

However, he also didn't understand what Sean was referring to as a force.

"Let everybody understand that this is an American factory, the best in the world, the most advanced in management, and working here is naturally superior to the average Sri Lankan."

"So, we have to differentiate ourselves and provide a holistic image of the factory, which will fundamentally improve the sense of identity of the workers and make other Sri Lankans want to be here."

"When everyone thinks that this place is advanced and good, then our products will be accepted by everyone, even if they don't do any advertising, and the sense of identity is much more useful than just advertising."

"Finally, remember to teach American English as much as possible inside the factory!" Sean finally emphasized: "I know they don't have much foundation and are difficult to learn, but some simple everyday words need to be popularized slowly." ”

"Say 'hi' and 'Hello' when greeting, and 'bye' or 'seeyou' when you say goodbye, understand!"

"Let them feel that they are nobler, more beautiful in language, more fashionable in their behavior, and make them feel that the kind of people who can't speak a word of English are inferior, more rigid, more conservative, and more backward."

"And then slowly popularize some of the more difficult words, such as: how much horsepower is the motor of your boat?"

"Add one or two English words to everyday language."

"These start with the leadership of the factory, from top to bottom, and let everyone know that this way of speaking will make them appear more knowledgeable, more cutting-edge, and more trendy."

"See what I mean?" Sean looked at Mihachi.

What he wants is to erode these Sri Lankans intellectually and culturally, to increase their sense of identity with him, to increase his prestige as an American in Sri Lanka.

Of course, if Mihach does this, it will be a traitor in Sri Lanka, but isn't that the kind of person he needs!

"Well done, I'll help your family get U.S. passports." Sean added a chip.

Mihachi was still frowning a little just now, but as soon as he heard that the whole family had obtained American passports, he immediately became energetic, "Of course, many words are indeed inaccurate in Sinhala, and I have long found out about this, but I have never known what to do." ”

"After all, many things were invented and created in the United States, and there were no such things before, and the expressions in Sinhala are also transliterations, which are indeed more accurate and beautiful in English."

Sean looked at Mihachi with an approving face, what a good Sri Lankan traitor, "It's good if you understand, try to write an English contract when signing the contract, if the other party doesn't understand, then let them find a translator by themselves, Sinhala contracts are only legally valid in Sri Lanka, and are not recognized internationally." ”

"We are an American company, a world-class company, and our products must be exported in the future, and the contract in English is more formal and international."

"You have to have a mind that is in line with international standards, and you can't always tie your mind to a small place like Sri Lanka."

"Open your eyes to the world!"

Mihach was overjoyed, and Sean's statement immediately affirmed what he was going to do in the future from a higher level.

This is no longer a Sri Lankan traitor, but in line with international standards, international ideas, and new trends of thought!

It sounds like 'forced', well, that's how Mr. Sean describes it.

The word forced grid is really too forced!

Sean smiled and stood up and patted Mihaji on the shoulder, who bowed slightly with a look of enjoyment.

"Remember to ensure work efficiency, I think 996 is a good choice." Sean continued: "At a young age, only by working harder, harder, and tempering more can we have the opportunity to change ourselves, make ourselves better, make our families better, and make our descendants better. ”

"I have nothing to do all day, I don't know where the money comes from?"

"yes!"

Mihach nodded heavily.

"996 is a blessing for these people, and many companies and many people don't have a chance to think about 996."

"If you weren't 996 when you were younger, when can you be 996? In this world, each of us wants to succeed, we all want a better life, we all want to be respected, I ask everyone, if you don't put in the effort and time to surpass others, how can you achieve the success you want? ”

"Of course, 996 is voluntary, and if you don't want to, you can't come, but you can't make a fortune from 9 to 5."

Mihach nodded heavily, which he agreed with very much, in fact, as the CEO of a motorcycle factory, he never had any time to rest.

"My family paid me to go to the United States to study, and I took training courses in the United States, which cost a lot of money."

And these, in fact, can also be learned at work, work is the best lowest-cost learning, working hard when others are resting, doesn't it improve work skills? Didn't improve proficiency? Don't have a deeper understanding of your own products? ”

"They summed up more work experience and improved their skills, but I, as the boss of the company, didn't let them pay a penny more and gave them the opportunity to learn for free, which is a kind of kindness and a kind of love."

"As long as they make good use of this experience, come up with better solutions and improve some technologies in their work, then these patents will be theirs, and this is an opportunity to learn!"

"Don't talk to the Americans, this is Sri Lanka, not the United States, when Sri Lanka's per capita income is as high as the United States, think about 955, and then think about enjoying life!"

As he walked out, Sean talked eloquently, and Lorraine, who was behind him, kept rolling his eyes.

What a fallacy this is!

If he dared to say this in the United States, Sean would have been beaten up on the spot by the angry workers.

When they arrived at the gate of the factory, Sean didn't let Mihach deliver it again, and the group got into the car and drove back to the villa.

Sean has invested a lot of money in Sri Lanka, including the largest television station in Sri Lanka, the port of Calombo, and several thermal power plants throughout the country, in addition to motorcycle factories.

However, there is no rush to care about all of them all at once, and it will take some time for the two newly launched warships to arrive in Southeast Asia.

Then is the time for him to come out and show off his might.

It's okay to walk through a few factories these days.

After a day off, Sean took a helicopter to see his power plant, first inspecting the one in the northeast that had been blown up by the LTTE.

Llewellyn Hayward, an American who originally worked at a power plant in Pennsylvania, approached a headhunter when Sean was eyeing Sri Lanka's power business.

At one time, Sean poached quite a few people, either staying at the waste-to-energy plant in New Jersey or being assigned to Cartagena.

Although there are enough people on both sides, this is called talent reserve, and at the same time, you are familiar with the nature and business of your own work.

Llewellyn Hayward led a group of people to meet him in an open field at the power plant, and the sudden sound sounded punctually, and the helicopter circled around the power plant.

The helicopter landed, Sean led people down, and Llewellyn Hayward hurriedly greeted him.

After a few pleasantries, Sean asked, "How is the reconstruction of the power plant, and how much time is it possible to put it into operation." ”

"It will take at least 2 months." Llewellyn Hayward was afraid that Sean would be angry, so he quickly explained, "According to your request, we will not only rebuild this time, but also expand some production capacity, and at the same time upgrade the original aging and backward technology, so it will take a little longer." ”

Since Sean is investing in Sri Lanka, he naturally hopes that Sri Lanka will develop, and if there is development, the demand for electricity will increase, which can be regarded as an early date.

"It's too slow!" Sean frowned and asked with some dissatisfaction, "How long does a day work?" ”

"Uh...... 9 hours. Llewellyn Hayward replied cautiously.

Sean turned his head and gave Llewellyn Hayward a deep look, "From now on, change to a 20-hour shift." ”

Llewellyn Hayward looked at Sean with a blank expression.

Sean didn't seem to see it, and if he didn't change to a 24-hour job, it was all natural conditions that didn't allow it.

The four hours at noon were too hot, and the work efficiency was too low, and it was not worth the salary he was sending.

"You have to learn to adapt to local conditions, this is not the United States, what kind of 8-hour work week, are you crazy!?" Sean reprimanded sharply: "When you think they are all Americans, do you have time to go to bars, time to spend with your family, time to watch movies, and listen to concerts!" ”

"This is fucking Sri Lanka, and people here don't have that much money to do that."

"In the future, I will work in 2 shifts, avoid 4 hours at noon, hire double the number of people, and speed up the work progress for me."

Glancing at Llewellyn Hayward, Sean said expressionlessly: "I think you are stupid in the United States, and you really believe such bullshit statements!" ”

"You have forgotten what a capitalist is and what a capitalist should do!"

"Eight-hour workday, isn't it good for me to open a factory in the United States!"

Llewellyn Hayward could only nod his head, and it was clear that he had realized his 'mistake'.

Later, Sean repeated what he had said to Mihacs to Llewellyn, and this time, Llewellyn agreed with it from the beginning.

American companies are superior, and that's what he thinks since he came to Sri Lanka.

Now he still needs a translator for communication, but fortunately, the power plant is relatively more closed than the motorcycle factory, and there is no need for so much communication with the outside world.

After telling him all about the business, Sean gave some guidance on the power plant itself.

In order to cope with the problem of poor public security environment, the perimeter wall of the power plant was used as the benchmark, and all the perimeter 50 meters were paved with cement to ensure that the line of sight was open enough.

Within 50-80 meters, the original trees and weeds are bulldozed and all the thorny low shrubs are planted.

A 30-meter plant protection wall, I don't believe that anyone can pass through it quietly.

Violent destruction will soon be discovered, and that will be a live target.

Roughly explain the task, he doesn't care about the specific things, it is necessary to do it well, and if he doesn't do it well, he will suffer losses......

The LTTE is so rampant!!

Revenge must be taken!

……

After getting the power plant, Sean took Lorraine to play for two days, and this time Sean specially asked the Sri Lankan Presidential Palace to send someone to take him to visit and inspect the local gem industry!

Formerly known as "Ceylon", Sri Lanka is one of the world's top five gemstone producers.

With 30 percent of the country's workforce working in the gemstone-related industry, it is impossible for Sean not to get involved in the gemstone industry if he wants to have deep roots in Sri Lanka.

The gemstone resources here are extremely rich, varied, widely distributed, shallow burial, easy to mine, and the gem placer resources are all over the central to the south, accounting for about 1/4 of the total land area.

In addition, the mining industry itself is very profitable.

Of course, he now has more and more women, and what gift to give has become a big problem, and as we all know, women have loved jewelry since ancient times.

Giving jewelry is always one of the right answers.

Sri Lanka is rich in sapphires, star rubies, star sapphires, opals, etc., and is most famous for its golden green cat's eye gemstones.

The once-famous gem here is the 563-carat "Star of India", which is currently in the Museum of Natural History in New York, and was purchased by Morgan 100 years ago at the 10th Exposition in Paris and later donated.

More than 20 years ago, this gemstone was stolen once, but not long......

The gems are back!

Obviously, the guy who steals this one-of-a-kind thing is an idiot who will rot in his hands if he doesn't make a move, and expose himself when he does!

Sean has always felt that this kind of stupid thief has lowered the lower IQ of the criminal world.

Led by Sri Lankan officials, Sean and his family visited the ancient bed of the Karui River, Asia's largest gem mining area.

When he saw the collected gems, Sean could clearly see that Lorraine's eyes were bursting with a terrifying light.

Before leaving, Sean bought gems that were not affected by the texture of the recent period.

When you return to the United States, wouldn't it be nice to find the best craftsmen to make jewelry to give away.

Lorraine was also in a good mood, apparently she thought she had to have her share.

……

Overall, Sri Lanka's natural beauty is actually quite good.

Sean has a lot of fun these days.

During this period, I took the time to go to the TV station.

The biggest TV station is not that big, and after inspecting it, Sean feels that it is not as big as the 5 stations of New Century Media in Los Angeles......

The studio and equipment are also old.

There are not many instructions here, except that they will buy the rights of a batch of film and television works from the United States and broadcast them on TV with Sinhala subtitles.

At the same time, he also instructed the TV station to send a few people to Houston to contact the New Century Media, saying that if Sri Lankans can open their eyes to the world, they must do what they say.

Broadcast more news about the United States, publicize the prosperity, stability, and strength of the United States, and establish the concept that the moon in the United States is rounder than Sri Lanka.

Lorraine also asked Sean why she did this, she was a former agent and didn't understand these things.

"Do you know why the U.S. government takes Hollywood so seriously? Do you know why the Big Eight have so much influence? Sean asked Lorraine with a smile.

Lorraine snorted and raised her head, I don't understand, but I'm tsundere!

"It's called a cultural invasion!"

Sean leaned over and said in a low and slightly eerie voice: "When the people of a country forget their own culture, history, and traditions, and begin to feel that the culture, history, and traditions of other countries are better, more civilized, and more powerful, the country will be doomed and at the mercy of others!" ”

"Huh!?" Lorraine exclaimed.

"We can use the worldview, outlook on life, and values to describe these more specifically, if most of the Sri Lankans' three views tend to be American......" Sean showed a smile full of evil, "then I can completely control everything here, politics, brokerage, people's livelihood." ”

"You're evil!" Lorraine subconsciously took two steps back and squinted at Sean.

……

This time in Sri Lanka passed quickly, toured the local scenery, cared about their own industry, looked at the expansion progress of Colombo Port, and went north to Mannar Island to see the base of the umbrella here.

On the other side, Bill's five gunboats have reached Southeast Asia and are currently in the middle of the archipelago near Qiongtai Reef.

On the other side, Bill arrived in Vietnam ahead of schedule.

It was not long after the end of the Vietnam War, but the people of South Vietnam did not hate the Americans, on the contrary, they admired them.

Bill didn't come forward in person, but arranged for two of his men to hire a group of people here.

The origin of this group of people is also interesting, the soldiers in the Vietnam War back then, it's just that they were on the side of the US military.

There are not many people, about 20.

On the other hand, before he set off from the United States, Bill ordered someone to buy a steel speedboat on the island side of Hong Kong and carry out renovation work.

It's not big, about 2 tons, but it's fast, and it can run up to about 40 knots.

Under normal circumstances, it is not that the ship cannot run so fast, but that such a fast speed is a kind of damage to the structure of the ship itself, which greatly reduces the life of the ship, and is also very fuel-intensive, so ordinary ships will not be so transformed.

More than 20 Vietnamese plus Bill them, a total of 30 people, a group of people boarded a speedboat and headed south.

The road is more than 700 kilometers, with a high speed of 30 knots, and it takes more than 10 hours to run.

By the time the five gunboats were combined, Jeff didn't recognize Bill for a while.

I saw that Bill's hair was blown back and 45 degrees upward, his facial expression was numb, his skin was tanned black and red, and his voice was hoarse when he opened his mouth.

Bill laughed out loud without any image, laughing like a 200-pound fool!

Bill gave this guy a few punches before he was relieved, and this time the painful experience made Bill remember it deeply, fuck the sea breeze!

Fortunately, Jeff and the others came early and found an island with water in this group of islands and reefs.

A group of people showed off here for the day.

The next day, the group got on the boat and set off, aiming straight for Nantong Reef.

To the south of Nantong Reef is an offshore oil field enrichment area of mud.

Nine of the 11 oil fields in the mud are in this area, and today, Bill brought people here to step on the plate.

Can Bill be a pirate?

No!

At the very least, you have to cover your face!

Although there are only a few hundred navies in the country, they still try to patrol this area.

Make sure it's safe here!

Bill picked up the mask next to him and stuck it on his head, he wasn't Bill from now on.

The five gunboats did not dispatch, and after passing the Nantong Reef, they only dispatched speedboats from Hong Kong Island.

At full power, the speedboat slashed towards an oil well platform more than twenty miles away as far as the eye could see.

When they got closer, the man on the oil well platform saw the speeding boat but ignored it.

Truth be told, this one is pretty safe!

All the way closer, when they reached a few hundred meters, they could clearly see the boats parked under the oil well platform, and a patrol boat was coming.

There were not soldiers on a patrol boat, but people from the oil company.

As the two sides drew closer, the eyes of the oil company gradually widened, and the application changed from calm to doubt, then to panic, and finally to panic.

On the speedboat stood a bracket with a heavy baffle in front of it, and a hideous muzzle sticking out of the middle of the baffle.

It was a 20 mm aperture rapid-fire gun from World War II, originally intended for older aircraft.

However, it is also not very useful to deal with ordinary speedboats or something.

After seeing the rapid-fire cannon, the oil company screamed in terror to alert the oil platform while trying to turn the speedboat around and run away.

It's just that too much fear makes them panic excessively, and the speed of the U-turn is too fast, and the speedboat rolls over on the surface of the sea.

Bill: "......"

Silently lifting the RPG on his shoulder, the speedboat passed by at high speed next to him, looking at the people fluttering in the water, Bill was speechless.

Amazing, wonderful!

Approaching the well, Bill casually took aim and pulled the trigger, and fired an RPG straight at the rig.

"Boom!" There was an explosion.

In the sound of the explosion, the flames rose into the air along with thick smoke!

The rigs are all able to withstand a 10-level typhoon, and an RPG is certainly not a big deal, but he's scary!

The rapid-fire gun turned its muzzle and fired a round of strafing from the big ship near the platform.

I don't know who is so unlucky, anyway, Bill only saw a burst of blood rushing into the sky.

A bullet hole was punched out of the big ship!

“Stop！” On several speedboats, a group of Vietnamese people shouted, and the AK imitation in their hands sounded "Tututu" and "Tututu", it didn't matter what the result was, it was scary enough.

Bill made a few gestures, and the speedboat approached, and several Vietnamese people hooked on the side of the boat and began to climb up, and they went up to rob it.

Of course, Bill wasn't expecting to rob anything......

How much can you grab, where is the enjoyment of 100 million a year!

On the drilling platform, the people of the oil company were frightened, it was the first time they saw pirates, and they were so ferocious, they called the sea patrol as soon as possible.

By the way, they call it the Navy......

Shameless!!

The Navy was also shocked when it received the news, pirates?

When did Southeast Asia get pirates?

But no matter what, let's hurry over and have a look.

The Vietnamese are so poor that they feel good about everything when they get on this big oil ship.

Bill had said hello before, and it was theirs to grab as much as he could.

As for what this group of Americans is going to do, they have not thought about it and do not want to think about it, having money is more important than anything else.

Bill beckoned the two speedboats around the rig, he had to keep an eye on the movements of the muddy sea patrol, it was impossible for everyone to come close and he didn't notice it.

No matter how bad it is, it's a profession, and it's not something they can resist with these broken iron speedboats.

More than half an hour passed, and Bill estimated that it was almost there, and in fact many things could be calculated.

As long as it is not by chance that the Maritime Patrol is nearby, they will not be caught, the ocean is too big.

Bill picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered the Vietnamese to come down, leaving a speedboat to continue patrolling, and he drove the speedboat back under the platform.

One after another, the Vietnamese came down from the boats and the rigs, some with blood stains on their bodies.

"Hurry up, who the fuck hasn't come down, if you don't come again, I'm leaving!" Bill shouted swearing.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the last Vietnamese finally came down, still carrying a backpack and bulging with his body.

Bill's face darkened, and he picked up the man and was about to run away, when the walkie-talkie remembered again, "Head, the mud man is here." ”

As soon as Bill's expression was straight, he immediately ordered the speedboat to start, and converged in a half-circle, holding a telescope in his hand and looking into the distance, a coastal patrol boat.

The displacement is around 150 tons.

Pouting, if several gunboats are there, Bill is not afraid of each other.

Everyone has about the same tonnage, and there are more of us!

That's the saying, but Bill won't do it.

Command the speedboat to start, "Don't be too fast, lead them over!" ”

Maintaining a moderate speed, he reached out and the coastal patrol boat caught up.

Seeing that he was about to get close to Nantong Reef, the commander of the patrol boat on the muddy side felt that something was wrong......

How can this look at the other party controlling the speed, as if to lure himself over?

The country is small and the people are weak, and the mud man decides to be careful and orders to reduce the speed of the ship, and soon, Bill finds out.

"Fake, you dare, are you fucking nudibranchs!" After scolding, he ordered a speedboat to go and say hello to the other party, and bring someone to meet Jeff himself.

The speedboat left behind turned around and quickly approached the patrol boat of the mud, and the commander of the mud breathed a sigh of relief, and there was indeed a problem.

While letting the ship's main and secondary guns start aiming, he kept an eye on the speedboat, and he wanted to see what the other side was going to do.

When they got closer to about 2 kilometers, the main and secondary guns on the patrol boat began to roar, just trying to hit a small target moving at high speed a few kilometers away, which was obviously a calf...... The sea water was bombarded by the shells and made a splash more than ten meters high, but the fart was useless.

On the other hand, on the speedboat, a man took out a barrel-shaped object from the box and set it on the boat, and after one operation......

"Whoosh" a small missile shot straight at the patrol boat.

Even if the patrol boat detects the problem and prepares to accelerate, it is too late, and the Stinger 2 missile is automatically tracked.

"Boom!" There was an explosion.

The patrol boat shook, nothing serious.

It's just that a gap was blown out of one side of the ship's side.

It's just a stinger, it's no problem to hit a helicopter, it's okay to hit a warship, even if it's just a small one, it's not very effective.

On the patrol boat, the muddy commander had an ugly face.

As a regular army, in the face of pirates, not only did they not hit each other, but they also made people bombard, which is simply a shame!

Looking at the speedboat that was running at full power, jumping and galloping on the sea like a rabbit, the mud chief knew that he couldn't catch up and couldn't hit it.

Seeing the pirates flee, I felt very aggrieved.

On the other side, Bill watched as a group of Vietnamese people sorted out what they had just looted in the cabin.

Mainly Brunei dollars, others are jewelry, watches, wallets and other things, which are relatively easy to hold.

Bill was curious about how much the guy who was the last one to come down and carry his bag had grabbed, "Hey, how was the harvest, take a look." ”

The guy gave Bill a wary look, and Bill rolled his eyes with a look of disdain.

Despised at the sight of it, he was glad to have it poured on the cabin.

Bill glanced at it, didn't find anything good, then turned his head and asked loudly, "Did you kill anyone?" ”

"Killed."

"Kill the one who has no money!"

"Yes, those who have money are let go."

Bill was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked why?

"This is to tell those mud people that they have to bring money when they go out, and if they don't have money, they will die, and if they have money, they will live!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" A group of Vietnamese chimed in.

Bill pursed his lips and gave a thumbs up high, piu bright, you guys got the affirmation from Sean!

Just as he was about to leave to look for Jeff, Bill's footsteps suddenly paused, and he slowly turned his head, and a Vietnamese man next to him was rummaging through his stolen wallet, and he had left one of his documents aside.

Bill looked at the logo on it and shook it for a moment, leaned over to pick it up and looked at it carefully, this is the 'Shell' work card?

Blinking his eyes and subconsciously turning his head to look in the direction of the oil well, Bill had a bad premonition in his heart at this time......

These offshore wells aren't all Shell's, right?

Shell seems to be one of the seven Rockefeller sisters!!

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible, these oil-producing state-owned oil are true, but it doesn't mean that they have the technology.

In the vast majority of cases, these oil giants will still be extracted, and everyone will share it proportionally.

Therefore, it is very likely that these offshore oil fields are Shell!

Bill smashed his mouth and immediately picked up the phone and called Sean, "We've killed your company!" ”