Chapter 31: You Can Trust the Lex Group Forever
"I'm sorry, young master..."Seeing the woman leave the ward, Paul spoke, angry.
What happened these days, he was even able to write an autobiography called Paul's Tragic Diary.
"The time has come to witness your loyalty, Paul."
"Yes, please do as you please. Your faithful servant will do it all for you. Paul struggled to sit up from his bed and flattered.
After saying that, he regretted it, there were some things he really couldn't do.
"About twenty years ago, a meteorite landed in Metropolis." Arthur paused, turned his head slightly, and saw a shiny bald head: "I want to know, where that thing is now." β
"Are you looking for that meteorite?" Paul breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately didn't ask too much.
"From what I can know, the meteorite is now lying in the Metropolitan Museum of Natural History."
"I know, I'm looking for something deeper."
"I'm sorry young master, please forgive me for being stupid, I don't understand what you're looking for?" Paul was confused, the meteorite that landed in the Met, it was indeed in the Met.
"Use your authority to investigate." Arthur turned around, his eyes narrowing slightly: "Are you eavesdropping?" β
Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Paul smiled bitterly, check? How to check?
He said it all, the meteorite is in the museum.
I don't believe it...
"Eavesdropping?" The bald man took a few steps forward and said indifferently: "I don't like this word, besides, this is my company, and everything in this building belongs to me." β
"You came to the roof of the company without permission, don't you think you should give me a reasonable explanation?"
After staring at each other for a long time, Arthur opened his mouth to break the silence: "Lex? Lex Luthor. β
"Yes." Luthor straightened his suit and nodded in affirmation: "Just like you see on the Internet, media programs, the real Lex Luthor." β
"So, you destroyed the fire door just to get a better view?" He scoffed.
"Clever." Arthur's tone remained unchanged and said, "It seems that your bald head is as smart as the TV says." β
"I'm not boasting." Luther's face remained unchanged: "You should go to school more to absorb knowledge." Now the Metropolitan University auditors no longer need money, academic qualifications. β
"If you want to rebuild, the Lex Group can fund it for free, and I believe that it will not affect the company's foundation."
"If you have the heart to help others, you might as well rectify the company and investigate the corruption within the company." Arthur said mercilessly, "I've never seen a building like the Lex Group that cut corners. β
"You think I broke the fire door? Instead, I just gave a gentle push, using a force smaller than stepping on a dead ant. β
"Very good, I like the way you speak." Luthor didn't want to be bored anymore: "Are you looking at that meteorite?" It just so happens that I'm a little bit interested in it. β
Twenty years ago, he was just a child, and his knowledge of the incident was limited to newspapers and the butler's oral account.
When I grew up, I was busy with the company, and I tried to learn about it halfway, but I found that meteorites did exist.
The matter was put behind me, and it was over.
Hearing Arthur talking to a stranger evokes memories in his mind and a deep desire to explore.
"Interested?" Looking at the superhuman mortal enemy in front of him, Arthur said slowly: "Just interest? β
"Yes, just interest." Luthor shrugged his shoulders: "It's the interest that you hooked." β
"I can find some information, do you want to come along?"
Looking at Luther's back, Arthur chuckled and followed.
"Alright, guys, I'm going to take this house for a while." Luthor walked into the R&D department, which was filled with all kinds of advanced technology.
"Let's go out for a while, okay?"
The researcher obediently left and closed the door, Arthur walked up to him, and Luthor turned to Arthur and smiled confidently: "Don't worry, you can always trust Lex Group Technology." β
Ten fingers bounced on the keyboard, and Luthor typed in command after instruction.
Soon, a red exclamation mark appeared on the computer screen, and he was not at all worried about it: "Civilian search engines can't find anything, we have to enter politics. government system. Look at my..."
Long...
A series of warnings show that Luthor has failed, and the government has its own set of firewalls, which is higher than the technology of his Lex Group.
"Please, don't let me lose face." Luthor gritted his teeth and tried to crack it again.
"Lex Luthor, you are illegally attacking the government. government system, please stop immediately. A human avatar appeared on the computer screen, warning Luther.
"It's you, Cyborg." Luthor looked directly at the man, furious.
"Again, please stop at once, lest you be punished by the law."
"Okay, okay." Luthor reluctantly stops invading the government system, and the steel bones disappear.
"Huh?" Arthur looked at Luthor, who was embarrassed and eager to find a crack to get into, and teased, "You can always trust the Lex Group." β
patted him on the shoulder: "Never talk too much, leave yourself a way back, because you don't know what will happen in the future." β
Looking at Arthur's back as he left, Luthor kicked the computer equipment.
It costs a lot of financial resources and manpower. Now even a government. None of the government systems can be hacked.
Rubbish! It's all rubbish! A bunch of waste.
Thanks to his confidence...
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"Young Master, where are you going next?" The maid looked ahead, secretly looking at Arthur in her inner rearview mirror, and asked carefully.
"Go to the Natural History Museum." Arthur adjusted his sitting posture and said lightly.
The maid nodded, skillfully drove the car, turned a few streets, and stopped steadily in front of the museum.
Get out of the car, straighten up your suit, and walk into the museum alone with a gentle smile on your face.
The collection is full of all kinds of exotic beasts, plant specimens, astronomical machinery, everything.
Going straight to the meteorite area and observing them one by one, Arthur soon found the meteorite that had fallen in the metropolis.
His palm rested lightly on the glass of the exhibit, and he was thinking about how to get him home.
If it was really discovered from that "meteorite" crisis, there must have been green kryptonite in it.
"Sir?" A female voice rang out from behind him, interrupting Arthur's thoughts.
"How can we help?" The narrator wondered, "I see you've been looking at this meteorite." β
"Sorry ma'am." Arthur said: "My family died in that meteorite rain. β
"Oh..."The narrator was surprised, realizing that he had said the wrong thing, and put his right palm up in front of his mouth, and his motherly hair was furious: "I'm sorry..."
"You don't have to apologize, ma'am."
"You must have suffered a lot." The narrator's tone is gentle.
"It's nothing, I'll carry it." Arthur laughed, spreading his hands.
"It's amazing...", she was infected by the fortitude of the big boy in front of her.
"By the way, ma'am, do you know when the museum isβ" Arthur said euphemistically, "I want to stay longer." β