Young Master Genius
Chapter 18
Stefan's been to Oilzprom. Today he toured offices and oil refineries in Europe's largest oil and gas company.
Please note that Oilzprom supplies oil and gas to several countries in Europe such as the United Kingdom, France, and Germany and several other countries. Therefore, countries in Europe are very dependent on this company.
Stefan's frustration is not gone. Although the explosion that occurred the other day was not the fault of his employees, now Stefan is rampaging in the refinery. “Oliver, bring here the officer who was on guard during the explosion.”
Shortly afterwards George arrived.
“Where were you at the time of the explosion? You should be dead!” Stefan brutal.
“Thankfully at the time of the incident I was resting, Mr. Stefan,” replied George rather nervously.
“You're not working well, Stupid! You're negligent,” Stefan's wrath
Oliver whispers to Stefan. “Master, the detonator is not here. They send out particles from a distance, triggering an explosion. They've got a sophisticated tool to fire it.”
Stefan puffed out his chest and said, “I don't want to know. Now I'm firing these incompetent Russians. Hey George, get you out of this factory right now! Later the office will take care of your severance! Go you, Trash!”
Oliver was a close friend of Stefan's. He had as many services as Anouskha. So now he has a high position in Oilzprom. They both went around the factory.
Oliver quite understands the motive of the events that happened. Based on the information obtained, it looks like the perpetrators of the crime again want to steal particles at CERN, the motive is the same, most likely they will blow up Oilzprom at another point. If they were to target at a certain point, all of these places could be forfeited.
Stefan grunting. “We have to keep the security system here.”
Oliver replied doubtfully “Free, Mr. Stefan. They would not approach this area because they could do it remotely. If they deliver missiles, you can create an anti-missile security system. But, for such a small particle, there is currently no shield to hold it.”
That's why they use particles that are not visible to the eye, so that when they shoot it, all unconscious, even no sound at all.
Stefan asked in wonder. “Why can that particle produce an explosion?”
“Because of the speed, Mr. Stefan. The closer the speed of light, the more energy will be produced, plus the target is an oil refinery. If they hit two particles from the opposite direction, one Russian could be destroyed.”
Stefan is very worried that one day the perpetrators of the explosion will return to target the point in Oilzprom another. His face was thin, and if it happened, it would be put where his face was before his father.
Oliver commented. “No closing possibilities, Sir. The only thing we can hope for is the discovery of the perpetrator. There is no way their plan goes this well by being run by just a few people.”
“You mean, they are the organization.”
“Clearly, Sir. CERN and Fadeyka are too big to be denounced by one or two people. And the brain of all this comes from the big guy. He is rich, smart, and brave. He is not an indiscriminate person,” Oliver said very seriously.
Because of Olier's intelligence, Stefan believes his talk. “You're right, Oliver. The things they steal and the losses we experience are worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Right, they're not ordinary people.” Stefan was so sure.
Oliver thinks they rely on hackers and genius scientists to launch their mission. This isn't kidding. “We cannot fight them except in the same way. Two ETH Zurich students are the right people to fight the perpetrators. Hanz and Zahid.”
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Zahid could not calm down. He wanted to move out of his home because his life was being threatened. He's leaning limp in Hanz's living room chair.
Hanz tried to win Zahid. “All your data is safe. I've manipulated everything so they won't be able to track you down.”
Avraam who was carried away by the situation became sorry for Zahid. Looking at Zahid's condition now, Avraam thought that there was no way Zahid was part of the perpetrators.
Zahid was shocked and shuddered.
Avraam and Hanz just relax.
Hanz frowned and asked, “Avraam, did you call them?”
Avraam nodded and replied, “Ya. I called them here.”
Then Avraam approached Zahid. Meanwhile, Zahid was more anxious, not only did Avraam even want Zahid dead today. “Avraam, what's my fault with you?” tanyanya.
Avraam extended his hand. “I'm sorry. I've been misjudging you all along. Take it easy, they're Fadeyka Energy people. You're not gonna get killed. They'll take care of you wherever you are. You'll be safe.” Just this time Avraam smiled warmly at Zahid.
Hanz smile. “Don't worry, Zahid. They are your guards. If later the criminals intend to kill you, they are suicidal, because we do not have to bother looking for their existence, even those who come here.”
Avraam embraced Zahid with great familiarity. “I have also contacted Mr. William and Mr. Louis regarding you will be targeted by the perpetrators. They'll send ten men to serve here who will take care of you and all of us. Just relax.”
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The Valaam Palace is hot. Mr. Dmitry is furious.
TAAR!!
TAAR!!
He threw plates and cups on the dining table after receiving information from Fadeyka employees who served in the palace.
In the palace there are dozens of employees who always keep track of the development of the entire business Mr. Dmitry. They are the leading analysts and economists. They never came to Fadeyka offices, refineries, or factories around the world, but just kept quiet in the palace and watched and analyzed everything.
“How can the UK and France cancel all its purchases in the next three months?” Mr. Dmitry is rampaging.
“Total there are twelve European countries that do not buy our oil and gas, Sir,” said one of the workers.
Mr. Dmitry was screaming hysterically. “Aaaggrrhh!! Find out all the causes! Otherwise, right now all of you will be fired! Work!”
Suddenly and surprisingly, Fadeyka oil prices could rise by a hundred percent. That's why their customers ran away. So astounding. Whose is this?
After learning of the incident, Stefan immediately returned to the office and entered the marketing room. Important people are behind him. They all face the screen like a global stock price display.
Stefan's down.
Julya stroked his shoulders. “Sabar, Sir. Looks like this is all a test for, Mr.”
Stefan went on a rampage and beat up everyone on duty. Accountants, analysts, data engineers, marketing, and all employees are no exception, July until driven to bounce.
He went into his room and all the files on his desk were thrown to the floor. All messy. His laptop was slammed hard. All destroyed.
Stefan's on a case again.
