Chapter Two: Four Dollars’ Worth of Causality
Prophet: 19,000,000 credits. First place.
The other five names remained veiled, showing only strings of symbols that resembled seat numbers.
Then Lu received a private offer from Prophet.
【2,000,000 credits for all Honeycomb Microbattery equity.】
【Additional information: Prism Technologies will die completely at 9:00 a.m. Beijing time tomorrow.】
Before Lu could answer, a second message arrived.
【Pei Du will sign the paper himself.】
Lu looked sharply toward business class.
More than twenty rows away, the white-haired man turned his face with perfect accuracy. The ceiling lights gleamed in his dark glasses. So did Lu’s pale reflection—a reflection no blind man should have been able to see.
