"The Morris system, the Adela system, the E442 system... hey look, there's even a La Gala system. This is the other side of the galaxy."
Plum's information management room is lined with a number of state-of-the-art computers and storage devices. It was kept at a low temperature to protect the chip from the heat emitted by the operation unit, so Alan pointed to the monitor provided and said.
"On the other side... can't you go out of your way to do expedition business from Toko like that?
At Alan's pointing, Taro speaks out his doubts. And Xiao Mei uttered in a tone of "affirmation and denial."
"Theoretically possible, but you should consider it unlikely in common sense, Mr. Taylor. If you go so far away, the cost of interacting with each other will be limited to electronic ones. Unless you're using digital data or license management as a business, this case doesn't apply."
As Xiaomei continued to do so, she showed herself a way to enjoy the fragrance with only the water on the table in her hand. Taro didn't know what the act meant, but he seemed to have some fun, so he left it at ease. I feel comfortable in the cold indoors.
"In short, it's bullshit, right? Is it possible that the information is wrong?"
Marl faces the monitor with a serious look. And Liza said, "Isn't that hard to think about?" and lean his neck.
"The source is that Takasaki, right? You should see some credibility confirmed. It's like giving the wrong information to someone you're going to trust."
To Liza's point, all gathered together nod, "Sure."
What Taronda was analyzing and considering was data provided by Sakura about the EAP military, among other new shipbuilding-related business partners that seemed to have a high priority. This is the part Dingo pointed out the other day, the companies that were to fill the hole where Takasaki was removed.
"You were snug and well sorted and compact. If I were you, I'd probably throw it out just looking at the list."
Taro sighed as he turned a blind eye to the monitor on the list with the company's name on it.
Even when it comes to shipbuilding in one mouth, it falls under the category of a wide variety of companies that provide all the parts, equipment, and services that make up a spaceship. Even one small frigate consisted of tens of millions of parts, all of which naturally existed as manufacturers. The original list was therefore numbered in excess of thousands, and it was not very realistic to consider each of them to the details.
"Well, that's the job. Thanks to you, I haven't slept properly in the last few days, but, well, this will reduce the number of pussy slaps that some of it is wasted eating."
The intelligence department is less conspicuous than other departments, so to speak, the back. Not usually on the table, they were in an easy position to buy the jealousy of seeing what they were doing from others and needing a lot of budget even though they were. Especially from the front-line security department, white-eyed eyes were often observed, and there were frequent occurrences of disturbances between departments.
"From the side of use, there's no department as important as the intelligence department... you can't let them interact more. Do you want to open the Kabadi Games again? Call someone from the affiliate."
"Stop it. Whatever the number of people you used to be, I don't know how many tens of thousands I'd get together if I did it now. How much do you think it costs? You're not qualifying for the Olympics, are you?
"Ohrin, perfect? What the hell is that... I've heard something like that..."
"It's a galactic sports tournament that opens every four years. Could it have been next year?
"You two, we're out of line. Take a look at this."
The licensor manipulates the terminal somehow and a new company list appears on the monitor.
"I also contacted my brother and asked him to pick up a company that I thought was suspicious. Companies that have broken big laws in the past and companies that have no entities, right? Most of them, by ratio, are the latter."
When Liza finally runs her blue manicured painted fingers, the list starts scrolling at high speed. That went on for a while, despite the considerable speed.
".................. That's a lot"
Alan groans low. Taro nodded in agreement, "In the first place," he put his arms together and wrinkled between his eyebrows.
"What's with all these suspicious companies in the bid? If you normally take orders from the EAP military, don't be grand. It's nothing. It's not a crime, okay?
"No, it's a good story that arms dealers, insurance companies, and places that make products like ours do business over paper companies. It's a very resentful business."
"Uh, I see. And I don't want to break your corporate image, but they want to go into business on that side, right? Damn, this one's starting from the beginning with an adult goods transport company. Go grand. Go grand. Rather, it's an awesome favorite."
"Ha, right......... but well, I guess these guys aren't for those reasons"
"Ugh. You have reason to be sure?
"Because no matter how much you trace, you won't get to the root. For once, I get to a company that seems to be the end point, but when people say that's the starting point, the question remains. Normally, products sold in sets like spacecraft are mostly gutted with horizontal connections. This is true, for example, of Takasaki, but even if fine parts are made by other companies, in the end, the Takasaki of the shipbuilding that brings them together is the focal point. Plus, a lot of capital contributions and lenders are related to Takasaki. But these guys don't have it. They're falling apart."
"Uh... you mean it's too thorough to hide it? The average consumer won't look that far, so it's too much for an image strategy."
Taro put his arms together with his convincing voice and thought about what it meant.
There is a rival force within the EAP trying to pull down Little Tokyo and the deeply connected Takasaki to it, which definitely brought in other companies. An opposing force is an army that has risen in recent times, and Little Tokyo is beginning to be cornered by it.
But no matter how much more vocal the military is, I don't think it's that easy to get rid of Takasaki, who was the biggest trading partner in ships owned by EAP. It seems all too unnatural that the parliament of a relatively democratized EAP, in its image alone, moves towards the elimination of takasaki.
If so, the new counterparties should be starting to perform considerably. A very high-performance product or a very expensive one? Or both. There have also been reports that the EAP has begun to hold electronic warplanes, with great potential for both.
"... dumping?
Unfair selling, i.e. a method of offering products cheaply, whether in deficit or not, and getting competitors out of the market. However, it is prohibited by most laws and markets, and more importantly -
"You mean some company is waging an economic war against Takasaki and all of his affiliates? How long does it take you to recover it even if you win? If you lose, it's not just a big loss, is it? I wonder if there's a company that doesn't gamble for that."
Marl speaks for the problems that Taro feels.
"That's right... buy or sell ships - dump in a huge market. If that's about it, it should definitely be more profitable to do business with positive offense. Besides, they're selling electronic warplanes, right? That's not a substitute for pirates to use against the Wynd, and I don't care where they do it. We have Etta, don't we?
As Taro stretched his legs, he poked a small round etta in his cocktail. Sleeping words of protest that sound somewhat mundane. In half the day, the Lord of Voices has the power to ignore the stealth abilities that can be described as the greatest advantage of electronic warplanes.
"Dingo Toko is getting semi-allied with us, and you're not stupid enough to do a dong patsy on your imperial opponent. Then that's exactly what Lynn and Sakura said............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Taro sinks into the sea of thought. When it got deep enough, it eventually turned into a discussion by countless of myself.
"No, no... I can't do that... neither can that... that too... no, no..."
Keep thinking, bump and voice. A piece of memory befallen somewhere in the corner of my head calls on Taro to dig it up quickly.
"Hey Taylor, you okay?
I guess I was worried about how Taro was doing, Marr making an uneasy voice. Taro noticed that, but did not reply in particular. We need to concentrate more.
And would I have done that for five minutes with one bump? The words I was speaking as I could think of stop perfectly.
"............... it's an override"
One small thing. Taro immediately opened the long-range communication line and realized his hand was trembling at some point. The opponents are Dingo and Lynn, and there are some things we need to check in a hurry.
"... uh, hello? Lynn, it's me... yeah, yeah. I need to ask you something more than that."
I don't care about what the hell is going on and what I'm looking at. I'm going to talk about confirmation. Eventually, finishing a single question, Taro gently terminated the communication.
"... Damn, are you ant at everything to make money?
When I clenched my teeth to the point where it sounded, I exhaled one loud, and this time continued to ask my dingo opponent the same question. The look on Taro's face became more rude each time he spoke the question, and by the time he ended the correspondence, it had become an obvious expression of anger.
"Guys... I need you to look into something."
Taro said so briefly, putting his hands on the desk and embarking himself. Organize the information you need in your head and slowly tell each member what to look into. And when I spoke of the hypothesis that would be derived by gathering that information, there was complete silence in the room. Even hypothetically, that was too shocking content.
"Hmm... is it morning already?
I guess I had concerns about the sudden tranquillity I visited, Etta crawled out more than Kota and spoke out of place.
Still, the room remained quiet.