"It's a pity, I was born in the Soviet Union, so I know what you're doing. I've read Qian Xuesen's 'Engineering Cybernetics' and Victor Glushkov's series on 'OGAS.' The management process used by your company may not be clear to others, but you can't fool me. Failure is failure, the times have proven that your downfall is a choice of history, even if you try again, the result won't change."
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Lin Miao no longer wanted to listen to this rambling lunatic's nonsense. He didn't have the hobby of debating people. In this world, the probability of successfully persuading someone verbally was infinitely close to zero.
He reached for the pistol behind his back to make a move, and Benjamin noticed Lin Miao's intention as well, showing a trace of a pathological blush on his face, looking even more deranged.
"Want to take me on? Sure!"
