Chapter 246 "I want to kill someone now."
When I took the elevator to the 12th floor, the air conditioning, carrying the distinctive burnt smell of circuit boards, hit me.
Zhang Mo's door was open, clearly indicating that they already knew about her visit.
Zhang Mo lived in a very large suite. Upon entering, the first thing you saw was the office, which was not yet fully furnished and looked rather empty.
The wall on the left features three seamlessly integrated electronic screens that display various company data in real time.
In addition to the data, discussions about the live stream on Shan Hai were also captured from social media across the entire network and are now appearing as bullet comments. After the keywords are analyzed and summarized by AI, they are aggregated into a constantly changing word cloud at the top of the screen.
The wall on the right was covered with electronic devices: keyboards, headphones, gamepads... a dazzling array.
Zhang Mo, dressed in loose-fitting pajamas, lazily nestled on a small round stool with four wheels that could roll around freely, head down and back bent, intently fiddling with a pile of brand-new computer parts on the floor.
She also had more than a dozen different types of screwdrivers neatly stacked beside her.
There was even a welding torch.
It was at this moment that Xu Wen realized for the first time that no matter how capable, decisive, and powerful General Manager Zhang seemed, he was not as formidable as he appeared.
Essentially, he seems to be just a tech geek who doesn't like to go out.
Hearing Xu Wen's footsteps, Zhang Mo asked without looking up, "What is it?"
Xu Wen took out his phone, opened the to-do list in the memo app, which was filled with various information: "President Zhang, many brands know that we are going to turn our housewarming and opening ceremony into a carnival on June 1st, and they have sent us a lot of sponsorship gifts."
Zhang Mo: "For example?"
Xu Wen began his report methodically: "A certain computer company sent 20 sets of complete e-sports equipment. The total value is 400,000 yuan."
A certain snack company gave away 500 shopping cards for its offline stores, with a total value of 100,000 yuan.
A certain skincare brand gave away 50 basic skincare sets as a gift. The total value was 100,000 yuan.
......
Finally, a certain home textile company gave away 100 pillows. I've looked up these pillows; they're touted as the end of insomnia, and they sell them for 800 yuan each in their flagship store.
Zhang Mo lowered her head and skillfully tightened a small screw, the metal clanging together with a soft "click." Her tone was calm and even: "Understood. Send thank-you notes to each company, and then create advertising brochures for them based on the amount of money involved."
As for the items, let's put them all in the warehouse first, and put them into the warehouse as office supplies.
Oh, by the way, those pillows that cost 800 yuan, you guys in the office area, each of you take a pair home and use them.
This thing can only be used by these human employees. Anyway, the demons can fall asleep with stones as pillows, so let's not waste it.
Xu Wen: "Wow, thank you, boss." She'd never used a pillow that cost 800 yuan before.
"Is there anything else?" Zhang Mo asked, her hands still busy with her work.
Xu Wen: Yes, there are.
First, our hosts Zhou Mei and Zhou Jing would like to invite you to accompany them on a visit to the British Museum.
Zhang Mo stopped what she was doing, frowned slightly, and thought for a moment: "I remember that British visas are not easy to obtain. Could it be that they have already processed them?"
Xu Wen: "I asked them, and it seems it's not done yet. But there's one here that's already done."
The host, Jiuxuan, would like to invite you to accompany her to a winery in France to enjoy fine wines.
Zhang Mo: "? When did she get it done? How come I didn't know?"
Xu Wen shrugged: "Also, Zhang Chenxiao wants to invite you to attend a concert in South Korea with her."
Zhang Mo: "......"
"I haven't finished yet. There's also an invitation from one of your senior university students to attend an academic conference in the United States."
Zhang Mo looked at Xu Wen with a helpless yet amused expression: "...What are these people doing? Are they ganging up on me on purpose?"
Xu Wen finally put down his phone and smiled: "Maybe he felt that President Zhang was in a bad mood lately and wanted to coax you to go out for a walk to cheer you up?"
Zhang Mo sighed silently and didn't say anything.
“If Mr. Zhang doesn’t mind, you can tell me why you’re unhappy. Maybe I can help you,” Xu Wen said sincerely.
"You probably can't help me with this." Zhang Mo put down what she was holding and stretched. "I want to kill someone right now."
Xu Wen was not intimidated by these words at all. Instead, he said gently but firmly, "The people that President Zhang wants to kill definitely deserve to die."
Zhang Mo couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Xu Wen, and an admiring look appeared on her face: "Impressive, Minister Xu. Your professionalism is truly outstanding. I would never say such things when I was working for someone else."
"That's because you haven't met a boss as good as my boss," Xu Wen said with a smile, full of pride.
"Sigh." Zhang Mo put down the tools in her hand, rested her chin on her hand, and sighed softly. "But it seems quite difficult to kill. That guy is too powerful."
Xu Wen: "In what aspect are you good?"
Zhang Mo thought for a moment: "It should be all aspects except intelligence, right?"
Xu Wen: "That doesn't sound difficult. After all, our CEO Zhang is the real expert when it comes to intelligence. If we just drag him into an environment you're good at, we can defeat him, right?"
Upon hearing this, even Zhang Mo laughed: "It does seem to make a lot of sense..."
A crazy and audacious plan flashed through my mind.
Although her smile was somewhat tired, it also carried a hint of warmth: "Never mind, I'll go to the seminar at my senior's place. You can also tell them not to worry about me, I'm fine."
By the way, keep an eye on the recruitment process; you can ask Yu Hui and Jiu Xuan for help.
I hope to see some new employees when I come back.
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Zhang Mo was gone for more than ten days.
During this period, the sun still rose on time every day, and fortunately, the finishing work on the renovation was proceeding in an orderly manner, and nothing unusual happened.
The livestreamers gradually moved their belongings into the staff dormitory. The sounds of suitcase wheels rolling and conversations about moving items echoed throughout the park, creating a vibrant atmosphere of daily life.
The only unexpected thing was a small misunderstanding.
That day, when Xiao Jiang was helping Meng Yuan move, because the park was so big, he accidentally got separated from Meng Yuan.
As a result, they encountered a stone.
Shi Gandang, with his strong sense of justice, immediately realized that the body and the soul were not a good match. He even mistook Xiao Jiang for a vengeful ghost who had killed and taken over a body, and almost beat her to pieces on the spot.
Fortunately, Xiao Jiang was quick-witted. At the critical moment, she showed him the soul-stabilizing talisman that Yu Hui had given her with trembling hands, barely managing to save her life.
Upon learning this, Zhang Mo, who was far away in the United States, instructed Yu Hui to quickly develop a talisman that could forge the aura of humans for Xiao Jiang, lest one day the flood washes away the Dragon King's temple.
Everything went smoothly except for that, and June 1st arrived.
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