"If this were a utopian society, of course it wouldn't be necessary. But sorry, we're living in the real world. If you don't do this, you'll suffer for it."
"Take the task you're dealing with now. With eight million euros, you absolutely won't be able to recruit a reliable ally willing to help you deal with the Voodoo Boys. But you can't offer a higher reward. Why is that?"
"Because the headquarters in Britain didn't give you permission for that much. And why didn't they give you permission for that much? Put simply, it's because they think this task is easy and can be handled casually."
Mosley frowned, recalling how the fixers in the city had all refused him.
"But this isn't a simple matter."
Su Xiao spread his hands. "Exactly. But they don't see it that way, so you have to report it to them and explain the specific dangers. You've been a corporate slave for years. You don't need me to teach you how to write a report step by step, do you?"
Su Xiao wasn't harming Mosley. On the contrary, he was helping him.
If Mosley really managed to secure a twenty-million-euro budget and Su Xiao received it, he would truly give Mosley three million.
And as long as he didn't say anything, how would NetWatch know about that three-million-euro donation?
Besides, Mosley's colleagues had been immersed in this line of work for years. Only this foolishly honest man had remained in the dark.
Once Mosley received the three million euros, he could resign if he wanted, or stay if he preferred.
If he wanted to stay, that was fine too. What Su Xiao had just said would also help him in the workplace.
A person who kept silent and did nothing was the one who suffered