Long before deciding to replace Mister as the project leader, Jonas had already prepared to fall out with him.
Businessmen pursued profit by nature, and Jonas had clearly always adhered to that principle.
He did not care whether Mister became his enemy. Everything came down to profit and loss... The returns the Nanomedical Machines project would bring Jonas clearly outweighed the losses he would suffer by offending Mister.
His choice, then, was only natural.
On the top floor of the Alt Conglomerate, Miss Eiffel held a report, her voice brimming with irrepressible excitement.
"The revenue the Nanomedical Machines project has brought the Alt Corporation is already enough to offset the losses we've suffered from all these incidents lately..."
Most of those losses had resulted from Jonas acting on his own initiative. Although Eiffel had never said anything, she had been worrying all along about how to make up those shortfalls.
Now that the Alt Corporation's chronically loss-making accounts were finally beginning to show a profit, even the usually composed Eiffel struggled to contain her emotions.
"Just the basics."
Jonas waved a hand, signaling that Eiffel need not make such a fuss. After earning an eye roll from her, he pretended not to notice and continued:
"Besides, the most troublesome part hasn't come yet. Don't celebrate too soon, Miss Eiffel."
At his words, a puzzled look appeared on Eiffel's face. She did not seem to understand what Jonas meant by "the most troublesome part."
"The Nanomedical Machines project has already attracted attention from plenty of factions. And since we're operating under the name 'Alt Corporation,' anyone paying attention is bound to realize what that name represents..."
In other words, the Wetting Conglomerate, which had once backed them, would not only cease to be an asset but become an obstacle instead.
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