3559: C3559 Who Killed the Race

C3559 Who Killed the Race

"Thomas, how confident are you?"

"Nine out of ten!"

"So high?"

"Of course!" Thomas briefly told Tyne what had happened.

Then Tanner's eyes grew dull.

"Wait a minute, Thomas, do you mean to say that the corner of Malcolm's wall has been broken by you?"

"Tanner, to be exact, I'm not trying to pry my way through the wall! This is only fair competition. "

"The conditions that Malcolm offered were not as generous as mine. Laurence and the others would naturally choose to stand on my side." Thomas said with a smile.

Was he trying to pry himself out of the wall?

No matter how people thought of it, Thomas wouldn't admit it.

He was competing fairly.

He wasn't forcing anyone to take his side. He was simply offering a better offer than Marko, that was all.

Tanner: "! "[email protected] # $% …"

For some reason, at this very moment, Tyne suddenly had an illusion.

He felt that it was very likely that Marko would be played to death by Thomas!

Marc had a meeting full of confidence, and he thought he was going to win.

But the dream was full, the reality was hard, would Thomas take it himself, and Marko's hopes would be dashed.

… ….

The next day …

A fine sunny day.

He was in a good mood for the simple reason that today he was going to completely destroy Thomas's hopes.

An old man who wants to be the Lord of Nasa. Seat?

Hehe... Idiot's dream...

10 AM ….

The meeting room was already full...

Thomas, Tanner, Goodwin.

All the researchers and professors in Nasa were present.

Soon, he arrived.

His gaze swept the surroundings and finally stopped on Thomas.

"Thomas, it's still too late for you to leave!"

"In case we lose face later on!" Marc said with a smile.0

Exit?

Hehe...

Exit was impossible, never in this life!

Besides, Thomas had no reason to leave!

Now, not only did he have the support of the Nasa Elders, he also had the support of Goodwin and the others. There was no reason for him to lose at all.

"Marco, I'm not here to support you in your nonsense. Hurry up and begin!"

"Fine, since you're so busy seeking death, I'll grant your wish!" The corners of Marc's mouth curled up as he slowly walked up to the man. On the stage, he said, "My fellow colleagues, I believe you all have a good idea of the reason why we are summoning you all today."

"Yes, we are going to re-elect the Lord this time. "Alright."

"In order to save time, we will vote by show of hands!"

"Does anyone have any objections?" Marko said loudly.

Of course there was no objection.

"No objections, I just want it to end as soon as possible …"

"Marko, don't waste my time, I still need to go back and do some experiments …"

"..."

After a brief moment of silence, everyone began to speak.

Ma Ke nodded without much hesitation and walked to the front of the stage: "Since no one has any objections then we will begin now."

"It is now agreed that I will remain as master of Nasa. "Fellow colleagues, please raise your hands!"

One second, two seconds, three seconds … …

The entire meeting room was silent … … ….

Everyone was stunned on the spot. No one had raised their hands!

MARK:?

What kind of situation was this?

At this moment, Ma Ke's face was full of shock!

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