Chapter 505 Pandora's Box! (Second Update!)

Steal data!

The simplest word made everyone else present turn their attention to this woman. After staring for a while, they turned their attention to Greb on the stage.

How to say it?

In America, there are not many people who can make money honestly.

These people here can make money, but naturally they don't make it honestly.

Therefore, many things are shady. For the sake of temporary convenience, those shady things of oneself are exposed and fall into the hands of others to become a handle.

This is a very stupid behavior.

Perhaps the words of Mr. Grebe on the stage need to be reconsidered.

On the stage, faced with this woman's inquiry, Greb did not become angry. Instead, he cast an appreciative look at the woman.

Before the person he had arranged to step forward, this woman stepped forward, and she is a natural enemy of the mobile phone and software she mentioned today.

Their words can naturally be believed by others.

Moreover, this woman is really good-looking.

After staring at the other person for a while, he raised his hand and clapped vigorously.

The sound of applause echoed in the hall, and the filming lasted for three minutes. When his hands were red and painful, Greb stopped and looked at the woman with a smile:

"You are right. These chat data will be uploaded to the server and then transmitted to people using the same software."

"Stealing this data does have benefits."

"However, this is a Pandora's box. Once opened, it will do us great harm."

"In order to avoid the situation you are concerned about, we will make a proposal to the national security authorities after today."

"That is to put our stored data into the database established by the state."

"If this beautiful lady doesn't believe in the country, then I have no choice, because I am not worthy of trust."

"By the way, what you call data leakage is the simplest and most boring way of control."

Having said this, Greb shook his head, then raised his mobile phone high and said loudly again:

"I'm telling you, if the security services want to take action, they can listen to everyone's cell phones in the world!"

"At the same time, you can also load a bomb into your mobile phone and detonate it remotely at any time."

"I tell you to take out your cell phone and when you answer the call, I will detonate it remotely for you!"

"With just a bang, beautiful lady, your flowery face will be blown to pieces by the bomb installed in the mobile phone."

"Your gentle hands, the hands that gently caress your lover, will turn into a bare stick, and your palm will be gone."

"The most unlucky thing is when your phone is in your trouser pocket."

"Bang!"

"The happiness in the rest of my life will be gone!"

“Don’t think it’s a big deal, it’s all possible.”

"So, this beautiful young lady, what we have to do is not to confront me tit for tat here, what we have to do is to be in harmony with each other."

"Use our power to force the officials to set rules and don't try to open Pandora's box!"

"Understand?"

"Because once it is used, we will lose the entire electronics industry."

"That is a very big cake, a very tempting cake. If all of you here can lie down on this cake, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."

"But if someone did what this young lady just said, it would be a devastating disaster for us."

“No one will buy electronic products from a country that actively puts bombs in their mobile phones!”

"I invite you all to come here today. In addition to showing off the mobile phone in my hand and our software, the more important purpose is to unite your efforts and let the authorities propose laws."

"So, beautiful young lady, would you like to have sex with me?"

In the audience, the woman who had just raised the question turned back and turned her gaze to her father beside her.

The man was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, then stood up and pushed his daughter down, looked around, and said to the others:

"Everyone, what Mr. Greb said is very reasonable. We are entrepreneurs, and we are responsible for the lives of ordinary people in America."

"And those damn politicians are naturally hostile to us. What they want is to control the world."

"So, we should unite and force the official to make a statement."

As he spoke, he pumped his fist vigorously.

Then he spat out all the last words: "Let the officials not dare to take action on this data and this equipment that may affect the future era."

His words caused the remaining people to fall into silence.

After a long time, the people at the table next to this man nodded. After the people at the next table nodded, others nodded one after another.

Soon, almost everyone in the room nodded.

It was a silent agreement.

Seeing this scene, the man who spoke nodded to Greb with satisfaction, and then sat down.

On the stage, Greb raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then put down his mobile phone, took out some documents from the box next to him, held the documents high again, and displayed the documents under the spotlight.

After showing it off for a few minutes, he shouted again: "Here are our Apple equity documents!"

"There is no listing now, they are all original shares!"

"There are a total of 25 shares here, each of which is 1% of the original shares and is worth $500 million."

"Before everyone trades, the Saudi Arabian Development Fund has already taken 20% of the shares, and the remaining 51% is founder shares."

"So, if you are interested!"

"This was the only original share transaction prior to the listing."

"After listing, the value of these shares is beyond your control."

After speaking, Greb put these equity documents on the table, bowed gracefully to the audience, walked off the stage without any nostalgia, and walked to the side to stand.

At this moment, everyone in the audience turned their attention to the mobile phones in front of them.

They are hesitating.

Beside the stage, Greb watched all this with a smile. He was about to say a few more words when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

It's the old father's voice.

There is also some fatigue.

Turning around, Dana, who was hiding in the dark, smiled at him and raised his hand to wave.

Upon seeing this, Greb turned around, nodded to Wade, dwarfed his body, and hid in the darkness.

Dana didn't say much in the darkness. He just took his son out of the small door next to him and walked into the next room.

The door closed and the lights came on.

After adapting to the sudden light, Greb could also see the other people in the room clearly.

Speaker of the House of Representatives, President of the Senate, Chief Justice, Director of the CIA, Director of the FBI, Director of the IRS, Secretary of Defense, and several other military generals.

The moment he saw these people, Greb's pupils shrank, and a cold sweat broke out from his vest.

Damn it, when did these old bastards come here?

besides……

Daddy Wade, this bastard is trying to trick him.

Swallowing lightly, he involuntarily took a step back, and this step happened to hit Dana.

Seeing his son's embarrassment, Dana raised his right hand to hold Greb's shoulder and said in gentle words:

"What you said just now is good. Now, they have some ideas and want to ask you. Don't be afraid."

On the opposite side, a group of people heard this and smiled gently at Greb.

But Greb has seen these people and naturally knows that their smiles are fake.

However, the person who smiled didn't care.

After laughing, the director of the CIA was the first to speak: "Mr. Greb, you said that everyone should join forces and let America officially issue a law to prohibit the official use of this data."

"But what if other countries use this trick to eavesdrop on data?"

"So what should we do about it?"

He asked very seriously and cutely.

And his look caught Greb's eyes, and Greb couldn't help but want to go up and slap him.

Forcibly suppressing the complaints in his heart, Greb looked at the CIA director calmly and asked: "Do you abide by the law?"

"Cough——" An embarrassing cough sounded. The CIA director turned his head in embarrassment, covered his mouth, and coughed desperately.

Several other people, especially the FBI director, looked like they were watching the show.

After he coughed, the IRS director took over his question, looked at Greb and asked again:

"What will be the consequences if America does this?"

Looking at the man in front of him who was desperate for money, Greb nodded slightly towards him, raised his left hand, counted with his fingers:

"According to current estimates, once this phone is launched, it can bring in hundreds of billions of dollars in revenue every year."

"We estimate that the amount of tax that can be paid will reach US$20 billion within five years."

"At the same time, related mobile phone software will also drive a large number of Internet companies, as well as some related manufacturing industries."

"The revenue from this part is also hundreds of billions of dollars, and the related taxes can also reach tens of billions of dollars."

"As for the tricks of this kind of mobile phone, I have just said that they are nothing more than stealing data, eavesdropping, and putting bombs in it."

"As long as money is not involved in stealing some data, ordinary people will not care about it, because they will not spend huge time and money to litigate for irrelevant data."

"So when it comes to these data, each country mainly relies on its own security considerations."

"Relevant information leakage is nothing more than a waste of money, but with our right to speak, no one will care."

"We only need to slurp a few times, and some dogs will come over."

"But just put a bomb in your phone."

"I know that everyone in the CIA must have done it, so I won't say more here."

"Once something like this happens, it will hit the entire electronic products of America."

"Because no one can guarantee whether the capacitors or batteries in those electronic products will be bombs."

"By then, I think everyone at the IRS will be deeply touched."

Deeply touched!

The director of the IRS slapped himself in the face.

The feeling is so precious!

This is a long-term tax, and there is a lot every year. It can be collected without wasting time and energy.

It's completely different from those other taxes that require his precious child to carry a gun and drive a tank.

Just like this CIA guy next to me!

Taking a deep breath, the director of the IRS turned to look at the director of the CIA next to him, gritted his teeth, and threatened fiercely:

"I don't care what the CIA wants to do. I just want to remind you that after this phone comes out, you can eavesdrop and steal data."

"That doesn't matter, I don't care about you."

"But if you dare to put a bomb in your mobile phone and an accident occurs, then I will kill you."

"I know that your CIA earns billions of dollars from drug trafficking every year. If you get rid of the taxes here, I will do it."

"I will peel off the skin of all of you in the CIA. I can guarantee that I will definitely peel off your skin!"

"FBI, don't laugh. Please listen carefully to me. When you are spying on the wealthy people in the country, especially those who have embezzled money from other countries and come to America, you need to find out what their money is." How much? Then give me the number and I’ll collect the tax!”

"If you can't figure out their money, I'll skin you too!"

"no sooner said than done!"

After threatening the two directors, the IRS director turned his head again, lowered his gaze back to Greb, stared at him, and asked:

"Can we take back the shares held by the Saudis?"

Faced with this question, Greb raised a finger and said calmly: "According to the current valuation, it is at least 10 billion US dollars."

Hearing this, the director of the IRS stopped breathing and froze in place.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said: "I will ask someone to introduce a bill when I get back, specifically targeting this kind of overseas institutional investment."

As soon as he said these words, the Chief Justice covered his lips with his hand, coughed softly and said:

"Reject this idea. If you do this, you will receive even less tax!"

"Everyone has heard what Greb just said. As the chief justice, I want to say something here first."

"After some time, when their products officially appear, I will propose a plan."

"That's the plan for what you just said."

"So, CIA and FBI, when you are collecting data, please take it easy and hide it a little, so that no one can discover it."

"Of course it's okay if you find out."

"By the way, you should also pass this sentence on to other intelligence agencies and pay attention to yourselves."

"Then there is the matter of putting a bomb in a mobile phone. If anyone does it, it will affect America's income and the income of everyone present."

"I will let him know what the iron fist of the law is."

"When someone wants to do something, please tell them and know the choice."

"Know what's most important!"

"Okay, Greb, go down first!"

Hearing the voice of the chief justice, Greb quickly opened the door behind him and got out of the room as if he had received an amnesty.

As the door closed, the chief justice nodded slightly to Dana and said:

"Your son is great!"