C2982 Pay Reduction
After saying that, Qin Luo hung up the phone without much hesitation.
Doo Doo Doo ~
Musk's face darkened when he heard the blind sound.
Qin Luo hung up the phone again!
This time, he did not hesitate at all.
Now there were only two paths!
One was to agree to Qin Luo's conditions and use the various data from the manned space experiment to exchange for Space-S's peace.
The other was to fight to the death!
Wait for time to dilute everything!
But the problem was, no one could say for sure how long this thing would take.
Maybe a week, maybe two weeks, maybe even longer!
If it dragged on a little longer, or a month or two, then what about Space-Time?
What would happen to the hundreds of employees in Space-S that were waiting to be fed?
Space-S was one of the world's top tech companies, and almost all of its employees were top talents in the world.
Everyone's salary was not cheap, and every day's expenditure was an astronomical figure.
If they didn't start work for half a month or even a month...
This guy, the entire Space S would cause a financial crisis.
What should he do?
What should he do?
Musk's mind spun quickly, and one thought after another appeared in his mind. However, after a short moment, he rejected them one by one.
No matter which one it was, they couldn't go around Qin Luo!
"Mr. President, what is the situation?" Leonard asked carefully.
What's the situation?
Musk opened his mouth when he heard this. He felt speechless.
What did he say?
He said Qin Luo hung up his phone?
He said that there were only two ways to deal with this matter. Either compromise with Qin Luo, or endure it?
However, they could not endure this kind of thing!
"Lionel, are you willing to lower your salary?" Musk asked after a long silence.
Lyner:???
He didn't quite understand what Musk meant!2
Did he just say that his salary would be lowered just like that?
Could he still play around?
Could he still be friends happily?
Hearing Musk's words, Leonard was stunned!
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Lyner didn't say anything.
After a long while, Lyner slowly opened his mouth and said, "Mr. President, what do you mean by that?"
What do you mean?
Musk's mouth twitched. To be honest, he felt that he had made himself clear.
But Lyner didn't understand.
Was he pretending to be confused, or did he really not understand anything at the club?
Musk felt that the former was more likely than the latter.
Thinking of this, Musk's face darkened.
"Leonard, let me tell you this. You know Space-S's situation as well."
"There are only two options for us now. Either we compromise with Qin Luo and hand over all the data of the manned space flight experiment."
"Or we can fight Qin Luo to the death and wait for time to dilute everything." Musk said with an ashen face.
Two paths!
This...
Lyner opened his mouth, and his entire body felt terrible.
After a long while, he said, "Mr. President, even if that's the case, there's no need for a salary reduction!"
A salary reduction was impossible. It was impossible in this lifetime!
Why did they work so hard for?
Wasn't it just to earn money to support their family?
But now?
Musk actually told him to reduce his salary.
This was simply taking his life!
He didn't need to reduce his salary?
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