It was Luke, a young man who wasn't even twenty yet, who randomly found Jenny. The two of them started from scratch, and in just over a year, they created a phone company that was worth nearly a hundred billion yuan.
Every time Bobby saw the outside world praise Miss Jenny, he felt a sense of superiority.
Apart from him, how many people in the world knew that Miss Jenny, who was known as the world's top business genius, was actually just some young man's white glove!
Bobby knew better than anyone else how Titanium Phone Company had built up.
In the beginning, Jenny was just a rich girl with some ability. Back then, as the manager of the public relations department, he accompanied her to inspect the Boom Town Gold Mine in Arizona.
When Titanium Phone Company was first established, he had also become the deputy HR manager of the phone company, and was in charge of screening applicants.
He could sense Miss Jenny's undying trust in her boss.
It was also because of this that Bobby told himself not to mess with his boss.
Jenny had no constraints. She controlled a phone company that was worth a hundred billion yuan on her own, but she didn't have any ill intentions towards Luke. This wasn't something that "love makes women stupid" could explain.
Another example was that Bobby himself was worth tens of millions, and he was receiving an annual salary of ten million as a "consultant" from Jenny. He didn't dare have any ulterior motives.
It wasn't money that made Jenny and him behave so well.
Now that Luke was handing over the daily psychological evaluations to Bobby, Bobby naturally wouldn't refuse.
In any case, he was only doing regular evaluations for the people in Robert's security and defense companies. He wasn't a real psychiatrist, and didn't need to write a bunch of data to prove his conclusions.
In fact, this job was similar to his job at the phone company.
As long as he gave Luke the evaluations, the rest had nothing to do with him.
Given Bobby's current level of Mental Communication, he could complete this part-time job that his boss had personally given him in eight hours a day.
At most, he would take a round-trip flight once a month, and he wouldn't have to be "Sugar" for a day.
It was just Dad, and Bobby could totally replace the latter with Texas flavor.
Luke also attached great importance to Bobby. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given him the shares of Titanium Phone Company and made him a millionaire.
Based on the current development trend of Titanium Phone Company, Bobby's shares would soon reach a hundred million.
Luke didn't care what this guy usually did. As long as he didn't show off his superpowers, he could do whatever he wanted.
In any case, this fellow could communicate telepathically, and it would be very difficult for those with ill intentions to approach him.
It was also because of his existence that the Titanium Cell Phone Company had been able to avoid many open and hidden attacks. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for her to avoid major problems for more than a year.
That was why Jenny had offered Bobby an annual salary of ten million as a consultant, not because of Luke.
But Luke had been very careful, and only allowed this "commercial hack" to appear in a controlled area, so that Bobby wouldn't be detected by the superpower detectors.
As Jenny thought, Bobby would've been caught by secret agencies like S.H.I.E.L.D. a long time ago.
After everything was settled, Luke could relax in Shackelford.
As long as Robert followed the rules and stayed in Shackelford quietly for a few years, the force that he, the sheriff of a small town, could mobilize was no less than that of a billionaire.
It was no longer possible for ordinary rich people to deal with Luke with money.
Only those who shed all pretense of cordiality and resorted to force were the most troublesome.
And there were a lot of such forces that liked to abuse force, such as Hydra, the Hand, the Twelve Masterminds of the High Table, and Kingpin.
Robert could avoid most of the danger with two groups of people in a security company and a defense company.
The bigger and more troublesome people could be left for Luke to deal with.
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At noon on Thursday, Luke and Selina returned to New York.
They got into the car in the parking lot and went straight to the police department.
Looking at the gloomy weather, Selina was a little glad. "Thankfully, I sunbathed in Shackelford a few days ago, or I'd feel like I'd go moldy."
Luke said, "How about I install a tanning machine for you?"
Selina shook her head decisively. "No. Sunbathing without sunlight is soulless. "
Luke shrugged and didn't say anything else.
Selina's temper was like this. She usually complained a lot, but it was just a casual remark. She never took it to heart, let alone pester him endlessly.
That was the biggest reason why she and Luke got along so well.
Of course, food was an exception.
She would remember a promise that involved food, and would never give up.
They returned to the police department from the airport. On the way, they went to a barbecue shop that they hadn't visited in a long time, and packed a lot of things.
Luke had nothing to do in Shackelford, and he stayed at Union Ranch, which was the source of the freshest ingredients.
Since he was away from home for a long time, he cooked for his family every day.
Now that he was back, he decisively started to slack off.
The beauty of life lay in working hard and relaxing.
Selina and Gold Nugget had been eating too much food recently, so it was time for a change.
At the police department, they split up.
Luke went to look for Dustin, while Selina went to give warmth to Elsa and Elizabeth.
It was a little past twelve, and it was lunchtime.
Dustin usually finished work at around 12: 15. That was his habit.
Luke arrived just in time to see John McClane come out of his office with a sullen look on his face.
Luke greeted him with a smile. "What's wrong? Did the boss's saliva wash your hair again?"
"Just like that." John curled his lip, but didn't say anything wrong about Dustin.
Over the past few months, he had been convinced by Dustin.
Dustin was capable and responsible. He followed the rules and wasn't pedantic. He also wasn't the kind of disgusting superior who would let his subordinates do the work, take credit, and take the blame when something went wrong.
It was purely his own fault that Dustin had spat on John. All his previous superiors had spat on him as well.
Faced with Luke's questioning gaze, he didn't hide anything. "Internal Affairs came looking for trouble with me again, but the boss rebuked them. So, I can't run away from this scolding."
Luke chuckled. "Since you're done scolding them, why are you still so dejected?"
Dustin's scolding was over. This was a routine operation, and it didn't make sense for John to look so down on his luck.
John was a little embarrassed. "This is the second time Internal Affairs has come looking for me this month. The boss can't take it anymore, so he told me to go home for a week and get some counseling."
Luke was a little shocked when he heard that. It wasn't even halfway through May, and Internal Affairs had already come looking for you twice. No wonder Dustin couldn't take it anymore.
John was a famous "repeat offender" in NYPD.
The Internal Affairs Department was experienced and used to it. If it wasn't a serious problem, they wouldn't come over to meet with a rebuff.
Not to mention that John had been asked to get counseling.
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