Alex sat on the front chair and started his work. With a few minutes of fudging over the keyboard, he sighed and stared on the computer screen intently.
Turning to the manager, Alex opened his mouth to command," Send over the whole data to them."
Everyone's face flushed in pure surprise at their boss's order. Wait... what?? What did their boss just tell them to do? Did they hear it wrong? This same question was written in big bold letters on their faces.
One of the men asked while stuttering, "Boss, what did you just say? Umm. . . did. . did you. . ."
"Yes, David. I asked you to send the data to their IP address. And do it now." Alex repeated himself when he saw the faces of his men. "I'll handle the situation from my office." and left the room to go to his office.
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