Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 26. Corporate Intrigue
The negotiation took place on the fourth floor. Perhaps it was because people in the company always had an inexplicable obsession with climbing to the top, so even for a negotiation, the preferred location was the top floor.

In addition to the ten members of the Vortex Gang who were supposed to be serving as the security for the other party in the negotiation, there was also a male corporate dog in a suit and tie. Unlike Blanca, who was wearing casual clothes and trying her best to suppress her nervousness, this corporate dog in decent clothes almost showed the inherent impression of corporate dogs in Night City on his face.

He had an arrogant demeanor, his nose looking up, and a look of contempt every time he looked at me. It made one want to take a gun and pierce his head with it to cool down.

'A jerk.'

After making an evaluation in his mind about the office dog who looked to be about 27 or 28 years old and sat at one end of the conference table, Carl had to admit that compared to the office dog opposite him, Blanca, the office dog of his employer, at least had some advantages, that is, her appearance.

Well, I also gave myself a commission.

"Sit down, Blanca."

The company dog ​​on the other end of the conversation seemed to be quite familiar with Carl's employer. He spoke to Blanca in a very relaxed tone, and from his posture and the way he looked at Blanca, it seemed that he had treated her as meat on the chopping board.

"Juanito."

Speaking in a rather complicated tone, Blanca sat down at the other end of the conference table facing the male office dog.

"Don't be so nervous Blanca."

Juanito smiled, revealing a sense of confidence and accomplishment: "We are just talking about a small matter that both of us can accept, right?"

"Little things?"

Listening to Juanito talking about trivial matters, Blanca was obviously angry, but in front of Juanito's smile, she forced herself to suppress the anger: "Tell me, what do you want in order to hand over that thing."

“I won’t ask for much.”

Juanito's expression turned into a sneer: "After all, when I was your subordinate, you took good care of me."

When he talked about taking care, he emphasized the word, and it seemed that his past with Blanca was not as good as words could describe.

'It looks like a dog-eat-dog situation.'

Carl evaluated in his mind as he listened. His eyes swept across the temporary meeting room, which had a total area of ​​120 square meters and was connected to other rooms by a wall. After confirming the weapons and locations of each Vortex Gang member, he nodded imperceptibly.

The employer's information was not very accurate. There were actually eleven people on the other side, fourteen in total including the doorman and the driver. However, this was also within the acceptable range of the commission. All in all, the task was not too difficult.

When Carl was looking at the members of the Vortex Gang, those members of the Vortex Gang who seemed to be invited by Juanito were also looking at Carl. However, it was ten to one after all, so they did not sense much threat from Carl, and therefore their posture became a little relaxed.

They had previously heard from this partner that the other party in the negotiation no longer had any subordinates to rely on and could only recruit some low-level mercenaries on the street to help. They originally thought it was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems to be true. What can a mercenary wearing a bulletproof vest, without even subcutaneous armor, and with only a pistol as a weapon do?

These ten people did not recognize that Carl was the person who had been the demon leader before. Firstly, the demon leader was just a small cadre, and people like him in the Vortex Gang died every week, so it was really not worth paying attention to. Secondly, these members of the Vortex Gang were all partners who used Euros to get free manpower from higher-level cadres, and there were not many people who knew each other well, let alone exchanging information.

With this information gap, in their eyes, Carl was just a young boy who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, who was considered young even for being in a gang.

While Carl and the Whirlpool Gang were looking at each other, the two company dogs continued to talk. Juanito made a few sarcastic remarks to Blanca, causing her arms to tremble to the limit. He finally seemed to have vented his anger and got to the point with a refreshed mind. "I want you to hand over all your assets, resign voluntarily, and get out of the company. Oh, the assets I'm referring to here include everything, including the car, house, and money."

Then, Juanito completely ignited Blanca's anger with just this one sentence.

"This is impossible!"

Blanca patted the conference table, whose paint had already faded, and stood up: "What you have is not enough for me to pay this much."

"Isn't that enough to pay for all this?"

Juanito sneered, "Do you think you can yell at me just because you destroyed the evidence of your secret sale of the company's transportation routes to the Whirlpool Gang? I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm doing what you're doing, and I've been doing it before you. Even your participation in it was because I contacted the people above the Whirlpool Gang and asked them to give you this opportunity. You can destroy the transportation evidence this time, but I can have as much as I want."

Juanito raised his little finger and tapped the table with it:
"How else do you think I found out about you selling out the company's transportation routes? How did I get the evidence? Damn, you had to bribe the people from the Uzumaki Gang first? Face up to the reality, Miss Blanca. Apart from graduating from a better school than me, which allowed you to sit in the position that I should have, how can you compare to me?"

"Did you scheme against me during this entire cooperation?!"

"Otherwise, don't worry, Miss Blanca. I've already asked my friends from the Whirlpool Gang to set up a jammer in this place. Don't even think about secretly turning on your recording device. Do you think I didn't notice you pretending to be irritated by me and secretly turning on the device? If you say anything here, it won't be transmitted to the company."

Listening to Juanito's arrogant words that sounded like the final judgment, the angry expression on Blanca's face froze, and then she became calm again as if nothing had happened. She sat down again silently, looking at her company subordinate, now her mortal enemy, in front of her.

"If you relax the conditions a little, we can talk again."

"I'm sorry, Miss Blanca. I'm not negotiating with you. I'm just informing you so that you can hand it over voluntarily to save me from having to spend more time. Oh, of course, there's also a little bit of revenge in it."

Juanito looked at Blanca with a stern face and laughed: "I've always wanted to see this expression of yours, the expression of resentment towards me, hahahahahahaha!"

It's as refreshing as drinking an ice-cold Coke in the summer!

"Are you happy?"

Blanca's sudden words made Juanito's smile stop. He didn't quite understand why the other party could say such words at this time.

Isn't she breaking down yet?

With such strange thoughts in mind, he looked at Blanca, and what he saw was a black muzzle of a gun.

"idiot."

When it comes to corporate intrigue, don’t you play with guns?

"Bah."

Gunfire rang out.

(End of this chapter)