The startup permission has been lost. Or, that permission has been obtained by some other force.

"I sincerely hope that this rumor can be extinguished as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to convince some people to continue to believe in your ability to maintain order in the underground area."

After hearing this, Booker stood up again and said:

"Don't worry, those are just rumors... We will be able to prove it soon."

He said, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Shenlan.

The two shook hands, indicating that they had reached a certain consensus on this matter.

The resettlement area government does not have enough budget and energy to maintain order in the underground area. Since someone is willing to be taken advantage of, they are naturally willing to throw away this burden. However, due to the pressure of Pluto Deep Diving Company, they cannot

The support is too obvious, so we can only use the middleman here in the Deep Blue Space Bar as an intermediary.

But the premise is that Icarus must prove that they still have the ability to maintain order after suffering a thunderous blow from Pluto Submarine Company.

Therefore, that universal printer became the key to the whole thing.

Now that the person in charge of Icarus says that things are still under their control, those "old men" on the tenth floor are naturally willing to wait and see for a while.

The general negotiation was successful, and the remaining details were left to the people below to deal with. Shen Lan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Before Booker turned around and was about to leave, probably to ease the serious atmosphere, Shenlan suddenly said:

"Speaking of which, the kid you sent before was really too rude."

"Sent before?"

Booker stopped.

"who?"

Nowadays, all members of the organization who can be contacted should be on standby on the third to seventh floors underground.

"That's it. The special identification code on him belongs to your Icarus frequency band."

Seeing that the other party was also full of doubts, Shenlan turned on the projector and played the surveillance records in the hotel.

She hesitated whether to talk about the other person's imaginative things.

Looking at the young man wearing a peaked cap, Booker showed a puzzled expression for the first time.

"Liao Qi?"
Chapter completed!