My favorability towards Little Curly Hair is 180? Xuan Ming was stunned for a moment, but he did not forget to order the chief secretary: "Sun Jingshu, turn on the fresh air system. The smell of smoke in the office is too strong."
He also remembered that Curly was disgusted by secondhand smoke.
Sun Jingshu turned on the ventilation fan, then dragged a chair over and sat aside, looking at Zhuang Li with curiosity.
It was said they were here to claim the bounty. That's right, the 400 million yuan reward the president announced yesterday. Initially, the internet was full of praise, saying Haiming Group was incredibly far-sighted, investing the most money in meaningful research, unlike those domestic companies that only plagiarized or purchased other people's intellectual property.
But this good situation turned into a joke when the United States announced that they had entered the simulation stage of 5G technology.
The public viewed this bounty as Haiming Group's last gasp, and even denounced it as a national tragedy and disgrace. How desperate and powerless must such a major international corporation be to issue such a call to action?
After Dr. Zhao's death, is there no one left to support the Haiming Group? How sad!
External doubts exacerbated the plummeting share price of Haiming Group. At the opening bell today, the plummeting data line stunned Sun Jingshu. He rushed into the office and persuaded President Xuan to delete the bounty order, but he had no idea that just one night later, someone actually came to claim the reward.
"Zhuang Li? I remember you." Sun Jingshu looked at the resume in his hand with a strange expression. "I heard you graduated from Preston University and studied software engineering?"
"Yes," Zhuang Li admitted with a nod, his manner as if he had graduated from the prestigious international school Princeton, not Preston. The two schools differed by only a single letter, but the difference was worlds apart.
Sun Jingshu's mouth twitched slightly, and he said dryly: "Ah, it's good, it's good." He really couldn't say what was good about it. He could only praise it for its courage.
Zhuang Li looked at Xuan Ming curiously, his focused gaze moving from his masculine and handsome face to his strong and muscular chest, then down his crisp and expensive suit trousers to his two plastered feet.
Is this the mission target chosen by 7480? His aura is indeed different. He is still so tall even when sitting in a wheelchair.
Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Xuan Ming, staring back at him, also raised an eyebrow, not out of surprise, but out of sudden pain. When 7480's scream faded, a series of sharp, piercing noises tore through his head: nails scraping against a blackboard, the whistling of a microphone, the screeching of brakes, the crying of a baby...
The whole world was shaking and turning upside down in these noises.
In just a few seconds, Xuan Ming's body was covered with goose bumps, and a dull pain was throbbing in his solar plexus.
Needless to say, these terrifying sounds followed Zhuang Li in. What on earth had happened to him?
Xuan Ming clenched his fists and tried hard to maintain a calm expression.
As the direct victim, Zhuang Li's expression was even more indifferent than his. No one knew what kind of demons were gathering in his mind.
7480 shouted amidst the noise, "Host, Xuan Ming has a very high initial favorability towards you. As long as you show a little enthusiasm towards him, he should be conquered by you very quickly. So, would you consider taking on this mission? As long as you agree, I will turn off the noise."
Zhuang Li said in a cold tone: "No."
"Host, you didn't sleep all night last night. Don't you have a headache? According to my analysis, if you continue to live in this environment, you will die within ten days. Which is more important, your life or your integrity?"
"My wish is the most important." There was no hesitation in Zhuang Li's voice.
"Host, take a good look at Xuan Ming. He is so handsome, his body is sexier than a male model, and he has more money than he can spend in several lifetimes. You won't suffer any loss if you take him down." 7480 persuaded patiently.
Zhuang Li glanced at Xuan Ming, then lowered his thick eyelashes, expressing his rejection with silence.
Even though he was seriously disturbed by the noise, Xuan Ming still unconsciously adjusted his tie under the gaze of Little Curly. Unfortunately, Little Curly's attitude towards him was still so cold, not even a glance at him.
Xuan Ming felt empty inside, but because of the sharp noises, he couldn't delve into this strange feeling.
He simply couldn't imagine how Curly could survive such a noise. He himself had a headache so severe that he wanted to bang his head against the wall after only being exposed to the noise for a few seconds, not to mention Curly had been enduring it for a whole night.
After a sharp whistle, Xuan Ming almost blurted out: Just agree to it, I will cooperate with you on any task you want!
He'd never met anyone with a more stubborn temper than Curly. When other people's bones were broken, marrow would ooze out; when Curly's bones were broken, perhaps steel bars were embedded inside. If he didn't want to, no one could force him to compromise.
Xuan Ming pinched his eyebrows, not knowing how to help the other party.
7480 suddenly became happy: "Host, the mission target's favorability towards you has increased again, 188, 189, 190! It's increased ten points just after we met. It's too fast! Host, I have never seen such a high favorability. You have potential. The mission target must like your face very much."
Zhuang Li frowned subconsciously.
Xuan Ming, who was misunderstood as a sex-hungry ghost, could no longer sit still and immediately asked, "I heard you're here to claim the reward?"
"That's right."
7480 urged, "Host, capture him!"
Zhuang Li didn't bother to pay attention to the system. He just looked at Xuan Ming and declared seriously, "I want to be the director of the R&D department. I want to be in charge of your laboratory. I want you to provide unlimited financial support. I want to carry out technological reforms and lead the Haiming Group into a new field. This is my purpose."
How crazy! Sun Jingshu frowned, feeling unhappy.
Xuan Ming's blood boiled when he heard this. He immediately waved his hand and ordered, "Call all the people from the R&D department over here."
"Mr. Xuan, do you really believe him?" Sun Jingshu asked hesitantly.
"I believe it." Xuan Ming nodded firmly.
Sun Jingshu left, but Zhuang Li looked at the tall man in front of him with a new perspective. Regardless, Xuan Ming had the fortitude to turn Haiming Group into a leading enterprise in the communications field.
It's just this inexplicable favorability...
Zhuang Li's thoughts were interrupted by an even sharper noise. 7480 threatened, "Host, will you accept this mission? If you don't, I will kill you today!"
Xuan Ming's head swayed, and he was almost knocked unconscious by the sudden increase in the decibel of the noise. He hurriedly looked up at Little Curly, but found that he was still sitting there so calmly, as if everything was insignificant and not worth mentioning.
"Are you okay? I see that you have dark circles under your eyes." Xuan Ming gritted his teeth and reluctantly spoke in a calm tone.
"I had a little insomnia last night." Zhuang Li stroked the corners of his eyes with his slender fingertips. When his mouth opened and closed, two streams of blood slowly flowed out of his nostrils.
"You're bleeding! I'll take you to the hospital!" Xuan Ming immediately took out his phone and called his bodyguard. He panicked and realized that if this continued, Curly Hair would really die.
"It's okay, I'm just a little angry." Zhuang Li held his nose with his hand, raised his chin slightly, and asked politely, "Where is the bathroom? I need to clean it."
"I'll take you to the hospital." Xuan Ming said in a firm tone.
"I'm not going." Zhuang Li walked forward and took a tissue from Xuan Ming's desk.
"You can't do this!" Xuan Ming warned with gritted teeth.
"Take me to the bathroom to wash." Zhuang Li wiped his face carefully. Although his tone was light, his attitude was much tougher than Xuan Ming's.
Indeed, this man has steel embedded in his bones, and no one can hold him down. Even with the system's torment, he still refuses to complete tasks. How could he possibly go to the hospital? Furthermore, the hospital can't even cure his condition.
Xuan Ming's tough attitude gradually softened. He clenched his fists and said coldly, "I'll take you to the bathroom." He rolled his wheelchair out from behind the desk, his face dark and gloomy.
"Thank you." Zhuang Li followed him.
The restroom was inside the office, hidden behind a concealed door. The grayish-white marble countertop was stained with crimson blood, and the clear water swirled in the pool, stained with a glaring crimson.
Xuan Ming watched the scene with a frown.
Zhuang Li, however, was taking care of himself quietly and calmly. "Do you have a clean suit for me to change into?" After the bleeding stopped, he gently brushed his stained coat.
"What size are you?"
Zhuang Li gave him the measurements, and Xuan Ming wheeled himself over to prepare them. Half an hour later, Sun Jingshu called excitedly, "Minister Qiao said she's also derived the 5G algorithm and is currently discussing it with engineers from the R&D department. Mr. Zhuang should be able to leave now."
Sending Curly away and leaving behind the useless Level 10 Qiao Yanan? Did he think I was crazy? Xuan Ming couldn't help but sneer and ordered, "Tell Qiao Yanan to wait. I'll bring Mr. Zhuang up."
"Mr. Xuan, why bother to upset Minister Qiao? Her algorithm is very advanced—"
Xuan Ming hung up the phone with Sun Jingshu and hooked his finger at the curly-haired boy: "Come on, I'll take you to the R&D department."
Zhuang Li followed without saying a word.
As they passed through the corridor, a beautiful woman, intercepted by a group of bodyguards, shouted, "Boss Xuan, the HR department fired me. Did you know about this?"
Xuan Ming controlled the wheelchair and walked past without looking around.
The woman seemed to realize something and said unwillingly, "Boss Xuan, why did you do this to me? I almost got blown to death trying to save you!"
Xuan Ming pressed the down button for the elevator. When the door opened, he didn't go in. Instead, he stepped aside, blocking the door with one hand, and said in a gentle tone, "Mr. Zhuang, please go first."
The woman's screams, pleas, and cries seemed like meaningless background noise to him.
"Thank you." Zhuang Li stepped into the elevator, his eyes naturally scanning the mirror-smooth metal walls, trying to find any flaws in his appearance. He also ignored the woman's screams.
The door slowly closed, and Zhuang Li repeatedly combed his half-wet curly hair in front of the mirror, sometimes shaving it to the left, sometimes shaving it to the right. When he was done, he still felt unsatisfied, so he wiped it all on the back of his head with his palm.
The fluffy curls suddenly turned into a slicked-back hair with a strong aura. He then smiled and carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the hem of his clothes.
Xuan Ming silently observed his every move and could not help but admire his perseverance. He cared so much about his appearance even though his brain was about to explode. This wasn't about being beautiful; it was about being conceited.
Although he didn't want to spoil Curly's fun, Xuan Ming still said with concern, "Mr. Zhuang, I suggest you go to the hospital for a checkup later. If you have any illness, you can get treatment. If you don't have any illness, you can take care of your health. The company can help you reimburse all the expenses."
Zhuang Li lowered his eyelids, glanced at him lightly, and said with pale lips, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
If you don't accept the mission, you'll be killed by the noise. How come you're okay? Xuan Ming wanted to ask this question, but in the end he didn't. He thought that little Curly must be very unhappy about him prying into her secrets.
The two walked into the R&D department's conference room, flanked by five or six bodyguards. Qiao Yanan rested his hands on the table and sneered, "Is this Mr. Zhuang, the Preston University graduate? I've heard a lot about you."
The engineers sitting on both sides of the round table burst into laughter.
Zhuang Li adjusted his tie as he walked to the other end of the long table. He pulled down a retractable blackboard, took out a marker, and casually tapped Qiao Yanan with his fingertip. "I'll take the position of R&D director. Please take a seat. Let me explain the 5G algorithms to you."
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The engineers were silent for a moment, then burst into even louder laughter.
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