"Mr. Osborn, this system is truly exquisite. Perhaps we could consider a partnership? We have the most extensive software development experience, as well as the best resources and platforms..."
"Thank you, Mr. Hurd, but I've already handed this project over entirely to a subsidiary. If you're interested, you can contact this person."
Harry shook hands with Mark Hurd.
As for buying shares and getting a piece of the pie, Bone could think about that.
In New York, ctOS hardware deployment had begun long ago.
"Mr. Osborn, I heard your company has recently taken an interest in aerospace. We're developing an entirely new rocket. Perhaps you might be interested?"
"The Heavy Falcon? I like it. I'll call you later."
At this point, Musk's idea of building the Heavy Falcon rocket was still considered madness, but Harry knew they truly had the capability.
But Harry wanted more than just launch vehicles. He just wondered whether Musk could become even crazier.
"Mr. Osborn, I'm William Rollins. It's a pleasure to meet you."
William was blind in one eye. Supposedly, he had been injured during an operation, and the injury had even earned him a promotion. He was now a Senior CIA Agent.
In reality, he was the Head of CIA Covert Operations.
Harry smiled and shook his hand, though he knew the man was no good person.
"Mr. Rollins, it's a pleasure to meet you too. Is there something you need?"
"This ctOS system would be tremendously helpful for domestic counterintelligence and intelligence work. On behalf of my superiors, I hope to discuss cooperation with you."
The CIA wants to discuss cooperation with me?
Harry raised an eyebrow.
Used properly, this thing really could be called the nemesis of secrets. But why should I share it with them?
"Wait a moment, Mr. Rollins.