"The one in charge of money?" Rita blinked her beautiful eyes. She knew of Jill's existence and hadn't expected Eddie wouldn't let Jill handle the money, but instead wanted to recruit her.
"That's right, the one in charge of money." Eddie pulled out a stick of gum. "Friends?"
"Alright, I need to discuss it with my father. Regardless, I'll give you an answer," Rita smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes filled with intense interest.
"What about me?" Claire couldn't help but ask. Her job was still up in the air.
"I will establish a foundation specifically to aid regions affected by war, providing medical supplies and food within our capabilities. You have a lot of compassion, and I'd like you to help me set up this foundation," Eddie proposed an idea.
Doing good deeds? It was indeed doing good deeds, but it was for reputation, and there was also a lot of profit to be made. Eddie would only do good deeds if they benefited him; only a fool would do good deeds without any benefit.
"Assisting citizens in affected regions?" Claire's eyes lit up. She seemed to have found her life's direction. Fighting and killing weren't for her; wasn't helping others what she loved to do most?
Chapter 267: The Tyrant Has a Younger Sister
"I'd be happy to do this job. I can work without a salary, but you must first help me find my brother," Claire proposed a condition.
If he wanted a child, would Claire also be happy to help? That would be a bit much.
"Claire, don't worry, Chris's combat ability is very strong, I believe he will be fine," Rita leaned forward and smiled sweetly.
"Thank you." Claire also had a very good impression of the blonde policewoman in front of her.
"Chris will be fine. I know you're worried about him, but think about it, would that lurking spy call for no reason? No, right? So you need to be patient. Staying safe is the greatest help you can give to Chris. Umbrella's branch isn't that easy to investigate," Eddie advised.
"I'm not afraid, I'm just worried about Chris," Claire said worriedly. Actually, Chris just needed to give her a call and say he was on an investigation mission; disappearing was not a good thing.
"Alright, I'll find him and have him call you," Eddie had no choice but to find others to help.
On an isolated island in the Atlantic Ocean, there was a research branch of Umbrella, and also a waste disposal facility specifically for discarded experimental subjects.
A man and a woman stood on the cliff edge of the island. They looked very similar, appearing to be siblings.
However, the man had long hair and was so beautiful; was there something wrong here? A man looking like this could very likely cause problems.
"Damn Spencer, he stripped me of my position! This place will also be abandoned, Oriana, you go, leave here and start a new life." The speaker was Morpheus, a high-ranking executive who was opportunistically fired by Umbrella after the Mansion incident.
The purple-haired woman with long wavy hair had a rose tattooed on her left arm and wore smoky eye makeup, exuding a captivating charm. However, her eyes were incredibly cold; despite her outgoing appearance, she was an ice-cold beauty. She was Morpheus's younger sister, Oriana, a genius researcher.
Oriana and Morpheus both had an almost pathological pursuit of beauty. The sister liked smoky makeup to enhance a woman's charm, while the brother, Morpheus, preferred purity.
Although their philosophies differed, it didn't hinder their cooperation and communication. The siblings had no animosity and both wanted to use viruses to improve themselves, but this plan had always been stalled.
"What are you staying here for?" Oriana took out a cigarette and lit it. Beautiful women who smoke often have stories to tell.
"I want revenge on Umbrella. No one can make me angry and still live. Spencer is no exception, that old geezer, he actually fired me!" Morpheus was extremely furious.
Indeed, Spencer felt that the Atlantic Ocean research branch hadn't produced any good products; what use were some skincare products? He wanted eternal life, not to put on makeup like a sissy.
"Suit yourself, I wasn't planning on staying anyway. Take care of yourself, and I hope you're not dead when I return next time," Oriana waved her hand, walked in her high heels onto the parked helicopter, and left.
Morpheus, on the other hand, returned to the research facility. He felt that by taking over this facility, which had been emptied of materials and equipment, he would have a base here and could continue researching what he wanted.
Upon arriving in Cassinasto City, Eddie and the others were met by a driver sent by Kaplan, who took them to their hotel. The RVs of this era were quite good and comfortable; making do with one as a residence wasn't bad.
At the hotel, a man approached, "Hello, I'm Muud, Advisor Kaplan's assistant. These are your lines; just read them."
Eddie tossed the lines aside, not even taking them. "My press conferences never need lines. This one will go very well, you can rest assured."
Assistant Muud shook his head. Although he was furious—these were lines he had painstakingly written—the other party didn't appreciate it at all. He didn't dare offend Eddie, who was currently an important partner of Kaplan and on the rise in his career.
Eddie arrived at the VIP lounge and was surprised to see a white-haired old man in a suit.
The old man walked over, leaning on a cane, "Dr. Eddie, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Morgan Lansdale."
"So it's General Morgan, a pleasure indeed. Please sit. You're also here for the press conference? It seems there's a big move; Kaplan didn't even tell me. Tsk tsk tsk, it seems I'm not as close a partner with him as I thought," Eddie said with a fake smile.
"Haha, you're wrong there, we are excellent partners! Just like General Morgan and I!" Kaplan walked over, holding a glass of red wine, clearly having waited for a long time.
"Whatever, what can I do for you? Did you receive what I sent you? How is it? Your wife must love it!" Eddie teased.
"Heh heh, it's a pity you're not a businessman. It's indeed very good, very good," Kaplan sighed. Online shopping? This concept had been proposed long ago, but there had been no opportunity to do it, or it hadn't been done well.
Their conversation left General Morgan very confused. The only reason he sat down to talk with Eddie was because of Kaplan's introduction and his own intention to use the other party.
"A businessman? I have no interest in that. Money can buy many things. However, what I want, money cannot buy," Eddie said mysteriously.
"Oh? What do you want?" Kaplan asked for the first time. Understanding an ally's needs and providing for their weaknesses makes it easy to achieve cooperation. Money, status, women—it's always these three things.
"I want to live a little longer. You may not know it, but I can sense that with medical methods, one can live longer. Never mind, this topic is boring. In short, right now I want money, and I also want beautiful women," Eddie took out cigarettes and offered one to each of them.
"What is this?" General Morgan noticed something different.
"Herbal cigarettes, my next product to launch, ending the era of smoking being harmful to health. If smoking is truly harmless, I will monopolize this market. If you want to cooperate, I can share a bit of the market with you," Eddie smiled confidently.
Chapter 268: Husband and Wife Cooperate, Acting for Sympathy
"Ladies and gentlemen, regarding the tragedy in Raccoon City, we are deeply saddened. Today, we have invited a very special person. He is a former employee of Umbrella Corporation, also a medical genius who invented treatments for leukemia and AIDS, and one of the survivors of Raccoon City. He is Eddie Cai!" Kaplan introduced.
Eddie spoke slowly into the microphone, "I previously worked for a subsidiary of Umbrella Corporation's Raccoon City branch. Perhaps when you hear 'Umbrella,' you immediately think 'bad guys.' Actually, this idea is both right and wrong."
"None of us are good people, because the more powerful a person is, the worse their temper, cursing and swearing at the drop of a hat. The gentle and refined demeanor you see is all an illusion. From this perspective, we are indeed not good people," Eddie told a humorous joke.
"Hahaha," the reporters below also chuckled knowingly, clearly attracted by the novel opening.
"Then why did you still work for Umbrella?" a reporter asked.
"Of course, for money. Rent, utilities, food, and dating all require money, right? Another point is that Dr. Marcus, one of Umbrella's founders, is a distant uncle of mine. I got into the company through family connections," Eddie's answer was down-to-earth.
"Then why did you leave Umbrella? Was it because you felt uneasy after participating in Umbrella's inhumane experiments?" Reporter Alyssa also infiltrated the venue. She was there to play the devil's advocate this time, making a cameo appearance.
"Because I was ostracized. As I said, I am Dr. Marcus's relative. The only remaining founder, Spencer, wanted to eliminate dissidents, so he kicked me out. Internal competition, it's very normal. In fact, I also wanted to realize my ambitions, to be a useful person, at least I want the world to remember me!" Eddie's expression was calm.
"By creating the Raccoon City tragedy, the whole world will indeed remember you," Alyssa got ahead of him, jumping out to throw dirt again.
"Madam, if you continue like this, I will sue you for defamation. Being pretty is not a license to speak carelessly. If I had that ability, would I be sitting here developing medicine? I'd be on a beach in Hawaii, enjoying the sea breeze and beautiful models," Eddie retorted.
This explanation made everyone burst into laughter. His words were very humorous, completely breaking the serious atmosphere, making it impossible for anyone to question him.
"According to our investigation, Dr. Eddie is innocent of the Raccoon City tragedy. During this crisis outbreak, Dr. Eddie created some anti-infection vaccines for the agents in the branch, allowing them to evacuate and rescue residents without pressure. He is a hero and worthy of respect," Kaplan stepped forward to explain.
"Then why weren't vaccines made earlier?" Alyssa started to press again.
"No money, no resources, and I didn't anticipate such an event would happen. I tried my best, but still couldn't save the situation. Alas, I am a failure, you can scold me," Eddie put on a very sad act.