Miss Mimili's expression was somewhat icy, "May I confirm one more time? Are you really the boss here?"
"What proof do you need?" The young man sliced the cooked meat in front of him, "How about I randomly toss a few people off the ship?"
Miss Mimili leaned in as if listening closely and frowned, "This seems unbelievable to me; how could they obey you?"
"First, you have to be ruthless, second, you have to rely on technology, and third, you have to make it profitable for these people."
The young man didn't mind sharing his business secrets.
He laughed, "All I need to do is lift a finger, and the heads of more than a thousand people on this ship will explode."
"He maintains organizational relationships by instilling fear."
Miss Mimili said softly, holding her right ear.
The young man squinted and smiled, "Who are you talking to?"
"You're so smart; why don't you guess?" Miss Mimili squinted and smiled, "and I have to remind you of something else."
"What?"
