When Atlas heard about what this flash drive could do for Global Prime Logistics, he quickly refused it. Software like this was something he wouldn't accept without a price. In fact, if what Penny said was true, then this flash drive alone was worth if not tens, then hundreds of millions.
Companies would allocate such a huge budget for it, and it would have taken many years to develop. Yet Penny just gave it away to him, telling him the only repayment she wanted was for him to use it.
"Sir, you've been staring at the flash drive since parting ways with Miss Penelope," Allen's voice pierced through the silence in the car as he glanced back at the backseat. "Is there something wrong?"
"No, nothing's wrong." Atlas shook his head before snapping his gaze to the front seat. "Let's head back. I need to do something before I meet with the investors."
"Yes." Allen nodded and cast a look at the driver.
