Zhuang Li never intended to deal with Mima and others.
The reason is simple: if you know that someone has dug a hole for you, filled with shit and buried with poisonous stings, you will not jump into the shit with your nose pinched just to pull out these poisonous stings.
Some might jump, but Zhuang Li would never allow himself to be stained by even the slightest bit of dirt. He simply disdained to confront Gong Xuanlin and Zhu Jianrui head-on.
"They are not worth my personal attention." After saying this, Zhuang Li blacklisted Long Dongdong and blocked all her text messages.
After returning to the hotel, he took off his suit, walked into the bathroom, and enjoyed a fragrant bubble bath. Then he put on his silk robe, and with wet hair, he returned to the balcony to watch the sunset. The waiter placed the luxurious set meal in front of him, while he held a glass of mellow milk and sipped it slowly.
The golden sunlight reflected on Zhuang Li's pale skin, and occasionally there were star-shaped spots flashing by, which were droplets of water falling down his curly hair.
He was obsessed with the beauty of the sunset, but he didn't know that ten meters away, there was a person who was also obsessed with his tranquility.
The waiter left, and a layer of blood-red covered the sky and earth, which was the embers of the setting sun.
To Zhuang Li and an unknown person, this scene was a gift from nature, but to others it was a sign of impending disaster.
Long Dongdong couldn't contact Zhuang Li, so she had to give up. Mima told her through her offline friends that she must contact Zhuang Li, otherwise the plan would be missing the most crucial link.
Long Dongdong could only call Zhuang Li every day, never considering whether he'd be blocked. After all, she was a top-tier celebrity in the entertainment industry, with countless people eager to connect with her. Zhuang Li was just a powerless figure, so what right did he have to cut ties with her? He was incredibly lucky to even talk to her.
It was precisely because of this arrogance that Long Dongdong did not realize until his assistant reminded him four days later that Zhuang Li might have blocked him.
She borrowed her assistant's phone to make a call, and this time the signal wasn't busy, but the call never went through. After hanging up, she called again, but it was busy again.
Long Dongdong: “…”
Long Dongdong borrowed the phones of his agent, makeup artist, and photographer to call them. Initially, they were all connected, but then all of them were busy. Their phone numbers were also blocked one by one.
There is no doubt that Zhuang Li is not busy, nor is there something wrong with his phone. He simply doesn't want to bother with Long Dongdong.
Mima quickly learned about the incident through his downline and had no choice but to report Zhuang Li for hiding drugs at home. At the same time, he also reported Long Dongdong for drug use, and the scandal made headlines in the social and entertainment sections that evening.
The police conducted a urine test on Long Dongdong and confirmed that she was indeed unclean.
The staff around her were also implicated and were invited to have tea with the police. The final urine test results showed that most of them had a history of drug abuse.
Long Dongdong is MIK's golden signboard, and everyone around her is taking drugs, which makes it hard not to make more associations.
Mr. Fang was scrambling to resolve the issue, but an even bigger blow arrived. MIK was shut down by the tax bureau! Soon after, paparazzi exposed scandals involving many of MIK's celebrities, sparking widespread public outcry.
These two pieces of news were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing MIK's stock price to plummet like an avalanche.
Zhuang Li, one of the people involved, was also caught up in the storm. He was taken away from the hotel by the police, still in his nightgown, his long, white legs bare. His half-open shirt revealed a jade-like chest. His curly hair, tangled from sleep, didn't detract from his handsomeness, but instead added a touch of lazy sexiness to his appearance.
He strolled leisurely among several policemen, his narrow and long almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was still a little confused.
Just at this moment, a man in a black suit, surrounded by bodyguards, walked over from the other end of the corridor, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Zhuang Li's figure.
Zhuang Li originally just glanced at him casually, but when he saw the other person's face clearly, his eyes suddenly widened, and the confusion on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by indescribable shock.
The man was exceptionally tall, standing out from the crowd even amidst the sturdy bodyguards. His features were strikingly three-dimensional, with broad eyebrows, deep eyes, a high nose, thin lips, and a resolute jawline. His face lacked a single trace of softness; it was masculine, imposing, and stern, radiating an unwavering masculinity and an oppressive, imposing coldness.
He is an extremely sharp existence that no one can ignore.
Several policemen were stunned for a moment, then they all leaned against the wall and saluted him, "General Le Zheng, hello."
The man raised his hand and returned the military salute, his eyes still fixed on Zhuang Li.
Zhuang Li was completely unable to hide his concern for him.
General Le Zheng possessed a powerful aura and a seemingly distinguished status, but that wasn't the reason Zhuang Li couldn't stop staring at him. The man standing before him was as if Xuan Ming had never been there. They were clearly two people living in different worlds, yet they shared the same features, height, and temperament.
The man walked up to him, his eyes moving from his jade-like chest to his long, white legs. His voice was hoarse and low: "What have you done wrong?"
"It's nothing, I'll be back soon. Do you live here?" Zhuang Li asked as a matter of course.
The man withdrew his gaze from his slender legs, looked into his deep eyes, and nodded: "I live next door to you."
Zhuang Li looked towards the next room. The shock evident on his face slowly faded, turning into interest. "I'll be back soon."
Before the man could answer, he began to urge the police: "Hurry up and try to record my statement tonight and let me go."
He pushed several police officers forward, their faces filled with mystery. Zhuang Li had no idea who this person was, but those in the police system knew him all too well. This was General Le Zhengming, the current supreme commander of the military, and the presidential candidate put forward by the reformists to compete with the conservative Gong Xuanqi.
If Gong Xuanqi represents the civil officials, then Yue Zhengming is the leader of the military generals. The struggle between them will determine the future direction of the country.
As the international situation becomes increasingly grim, the public will naturally be more supportive of bold and enterprising reformers.
However, the previous reformist candidate was caught in a scandal by Gong Xuanqi's team, leading to his defeat. Le Zhengming, however, was the reformist's trump card. He had made outstanding military achievements for China and enjoyed unparalleled prestige among the people. However, due to his various top-secret missions, he rarely appeared in public.
But after today, he will probably step forward and compete with Gong Xuanqi.
Such a prominent figure seemed to be quite familiar with Zhuang Li. Could they be friends?
With this in mind, the police officers who had originally planned to handcuff Zhuang Li no longer dared to provoke him. However, they had no idea that Zhuang Li and Le Zhengming didn't even know each other. Their first meeting had only happened a few minutes earlier, yet the intimacy between them was stronger than that of old friends who had known each other for decades.
Zhuang Li even turned around and pointed at Le Zhengming with his fingertips, with a happy chuckle in his voice: "Wait for me to come back, don't move away."
Le Zhengming nodded subconsciously, and when he came back to his senses, he was stunned.
His bodyguards also looked at him strangely.
"Find out why he was arrested." Le Zhengming rubbed his eyebrows and gave the order with a headache.
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Zhuang Li was taken to the police station and quickly cleared of suspicion.
The surveillance video he recorded showed that Zhu Jianrui and Zhu Miaomiao had visited his apartment, rummaging around the house, smashing a lot of things, and then leaving in a rage.
Later, a man wearing a baseball cap and a black mask covered his face, sneaked into the apartment and hid ten packets of drugs in ten hidden locations. A pinhole camera happened to be installed in one of these locations, capturing the upper half of his face as he suddenly approached. His eyebrows were sparse, and his eyes were fierce, inverted triangles. Even without typing the screenshot into a computer for a more detailed comparison, it was clear that he bore no resemblance to Zhuang Li.
Since the drugs were secretly hidden by someone while Zhuang Li was away, the police released the person.
Zhu Jianrui's scheme wasn't that ruthless. Besides the drugs hidden in the house, he had fabricated online evidence of Zhuang Li's contact with the drug kingpin. This way, even if the person hiding the drugs was caught on camera, the police would have every reason to suspect they were Zhuang Li's henchmen.
It’s a pity that Zhu Jianrui’s every move was under Zhuang Li’s surveillance, and the evidence had long been destroyed.
Within an hour, Zhuang Li leisurely left the police station. Since there was no subway late at night, he had no choice but to take a taxi home.
There were few taxis passing by the police station, so he walked slowly along the sidewalk and finally stopped in front of an advertising sign.
The signboard emitted a soft light, but the glass surface was covered with dust and looked very dirty.
Zhuang Li, who was a little bit of a germaphobe, had to take a few steps forward and put his feet completely on the narrow curb.
The night wind lifted his fluffy curly hair and his thin nightgown, revealing a pair of slender, lean legs. Suddenly, it seemed as if he was wearing nothing underneath. Someone whistled as they walked past him, while someone else quietly approached his back and gave him a hard push.
At this moment, a car was approaching at a very fast speed. The road was very smooth late at night, and no driver who was rushing home would slow down, and no driver could see the imminent fatal danger.
If Zhuang Li fell off the curb and was hit by this 1.5-ton car at a speed of 120 yards, the impact force of more than 80 tons would crush him to pieces.
7480 detected the danger behind it, but offered no warning. However, Zhuang Li keenly caught its momentary nervousness and excitement.
He quickly dodged the attack, and the passing car brushed past his cheek and disappeared into the night. When Zhuang Li looked back, the person who deliberately pushed him had disappeared without a trace.
In order to completely get rid of Zhuang Li, Mima sent many people to lurk around him. Mima did not give any clear instructions, but these people were used to killing people and naturally knew when was the most appropriate time.
Zhuang Li can monitor their communication on the Internet, but the murderous plan buried deep in their hearts is impossible to defend against.
As long as Zhuang Li dares to leave the hotel and face this ever-changing world, he will face any impromptu murder at any time. They are random and uncontrollable.
Because of this unexpected episode, the desperate 7480 laughed with gloating pleasure, "Master, you were almost killed by Zhu Jianrui just now! Ha~"
The dawn of hope is just ahead, it can be seen!
"Wonderful, wonderful! I'm starting to like Zhu Jianrui." Zhuang Li stood by the road and clapped his hands gently, his face full of the excitement of a beast smelling blood.
Seeing his sinister look, 7480 somehow thought of the double-magnetic field prison called "The Eternal Poem of Love".
If the host's love makes people's life worse than death, what will be Zhu Jianrui's fate?
Thinking of 367 turned to ashes and 169 and 248 being devoured, 7480 shuddered for no reason.
Chapter 63 The Story of the Takeover Man 13┃Zhuang Li: What you want to destroy is what I want to protect.
Zhuang Li, who was nearly killed, was not in shock. Instead, his blood was boiling with excitement. Although he was a scientist whose main job was to invent and create, he actually preferred destruction and killing.
When he was seriously thinking about how to fight back against Zhu Jianrui, a pair of big hands suddenly reached out from behind him, grabbed his shoulders tightly, and pulled him back away from the dangerous curb.
Then, he was forced to crash into a broad and warm chest, and the tip of his tall nose was painfully pressed against a layer of hard muscle.
He hissed softly and was about to look up to see who was holding him captive when a large hand grasped the back of his head, pressing his face back against his broad chest. The hand then ruffled his soft, fluffy hair, a delicate gesture that was indescribably gentle. Then, a faint scent of sandalwood filled his nostrils, like the steam lingering by a hot spring pool. A single breath moistened his entire chest.
Then, a suit jacket that still had body temperature covered Zhuang Li's body, blocking out the cool night breeze, the exhaust fumes from speeding cars, and even the shadows cast by the neon lights.
The owner of the big hand hugged Zhuang Li tightly, his hoarse voice filled with heavy gasps: "You were almost murdered just now!"
Zhuang Li looked up, then narrowed his eyes and smiled. He had already smelled the scent, so he didn't struggle.
Early summer nights were the most comfortable, with the temperature around 25 or 26 degrees, neither too hot nor too cold, yet the man's head was covered in sweat. Because the one-way street made turning difficult, he parked his car several dozen meters away.
Perhaps he also witnessed the murder, so he ran over in a hurry.
Zhuang Li's body was enveloped by a familiar scent. He could hear the man's rapid heartbeat, so strong and powerful, thump, thump, thump, one beat after another... It was real, so vivid. He hugged himself, his arms tightly around him, as if trying to create a safe haven, to continue his unfinished protection.
For some reason, Zhuang Li felt a sudden sour taste in his nose, but he chuckled happily.
He stretched out his hands and hugged the man's thin waist, put his ear to his broad chest, and listened to his heartbeat in fascination.
The man's already beating heart suddenly lost its rhythm when he got close to him, as if it would jump out of his chest in the next second.
He is nervous!
Zhuang Li curled his lips into a wicked smile. He looked up at the man, who was looking back down at him. His expression was as calm and stern as ever, as if even an earthquake wouldn't change it. However, his heartbeat had already betrayed his chaotic state of mind.
Zhuang Li's smile grew more wicked, his crimson lips curled, but he remained silent. Facing this person who was so familiar, verbal communication was no longer necessary. With him in the world, everything seemed beautiful.
Le Zhengming didn't know what to say. He felt very embarrassed, but what was even more embarrassing was that he couldn't bear to push the person in his arms away. His hand was still pressing on the back of his head, and his five fingers seemed to have developed self-awareness, reluctantly stroking his soft and fluffy hair.
Silence stretched between the two of them, yet a sense of intimacy naturally arose.
Just as the two men opened their mouths to speak, two bodyguards quickly approached, dragging a thin man with them. They reported in a deep voice, "General, we've caught him."
"Send him to the police station." Le Zhengming had no choice but to let go of the soft body.
Zhuang Li gathered the coat draped over his shoulders, still warm from the man's body temperature, and demanded, "Will you accompany me to give my statement?"
"Let's go." Le Zhengming stretched out his hand and put his arm around his thin shoulders. This action seemed to have been practiced many times, so natural and familiar.
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The thin man insisted that he was a henchman for a drug kingpin and that his motive for murdering Zhuang Li was because he had swallowed the kingpin's drug supplies. This story, combined with Zhu Jianrui's fabricated evidence that Zhuang Li had contacted the drug kingpin, was flawless.
Unfortunately, when arresting the drug trafficking leader, the police did not find any clues that Zhuang Li had any connection with him. Based on the principle of presumption of innocence, they had to let him go.
By the time they returned to the hotel, dawn had broken. The mist pouring in from the mountaintops had ripped a hole through the sky, letting in a few rays of pale yellow morning light. The light fell on Zhuang Li, bringing a slight warmth, but not as much as the warmth in his heart.
Despite his high position, Le Zhengming sat with him in the police station all night. While he was recording his statement in the interrogation room, he waited outside and even had someone buy him a large bag of midnight snacks, all of which were his favorite foods.
In a trance, Zhuang Li almost thought he had returned to his previous world. He didn't have to worry about anything, let alone every aspect of life. As long as this person was still there, he would do his best to protect him from the wind and rain.
Zhuang Li looked up at the rays of morning light, tears welling in his eyes. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt very happy.
"What's wrong with you?" Le Zhengming asked in a deep voice, his expression as if he was facing a great enemy.
"It's nothing, the sunlight is too bright." Zhuang Li wiped the red corners of his eyes with his fingertips and walked into the hotel first.
Along the way, he kept asking in his mind: "System, is he Xuan Ming?"
7480 quickly denied it, "Of course not. Master, you're a scientist too. You should know that people in parallel worlds may look the same, but their experiences, memories, and thoughts are different. They can't be the same person. Look at yourself, so smart and capable. And then look at Zhuang Li in this world, so cowardly and unmotivated. How dare you say you're the same person?"
This is true, but Zhuang Li just smiled and didn't take it seriously.
As he took out his room card to swipe the door, he suddenly pulled out his phone and asked, "Can you add me on WeChat?"
Le Zhengming's status was special, so in principle, he couldn't add any strangers as friends. But at this moment, he didn't hesitate at all. He quickly took out his phone and clicked on the QR code.
Zhuang Li scanned the QR code and sent the certification application.
A few seconds later, the two added.
Le Zhengming pondered and said, "Lord of the Universe?"
Zhuang Li also raised an eyebrow: "Le Zhengming? Your name?"
At the same time, he said in his mind: "There is also a Ming in his name."
7480 immediately dispelled his doubts: "The original owner's name is exactly the same as yours, but you are still different individuals."
Zhuang Li did not refute, but added a nickname for the man. It was very simple, just one word - Ming.
This was a very intimate way of addressing him. Seeing his actions, Le Zhengming did not raise any objection. Instead, his Adam's apple rolled slightly and his heart was in turmoil.
"Your nickname is the Lord of the Universe? Very interesting." In order to hide the throbbing in his heart, he teased in a hoarse voice.
"Some people call themselves the Lord God." Zhuang Li said with narrowed eyes.
Lord God? This title made Le Zhengming frown subconsciously, but facing Zhuang Li, he quickly smiled gently.
Zhuang Li would not miss any change in his expression. Pointing at his own dark avatar, he tentatively said, "I want to change my avatar. Can you help me pick one?" After he finished speaking, he pulled out many pictures from his mobile phone gallery, including landscape photos, selfies, animal photos, and funny emoticons.
Le Zhengming walked closer, lowered his head to look at the phone screen, and thought seriously for a long time before pointing to a photo of a fiery red little fox with a grin, squinting eyes, and sticking out its tongue, smiling at the camera. His voice was full of joy: "Pick this one, this one..."
He was about to start explaining why he had chosen this picture, but he stopped short.
But Zhuang Li knew that he was probably saying, "This picture looks a lot like you."
"Okay, let's use this one." Zhuang Li immediately replaced the photo of the little fox with his own profile picture. He looked at Le Zhengming with a deep gaze and chuckled happily, "Nice to meet you."
"Me too." Le Zhengming nodded politely, his expression restrained, as if adhering to the proper etiquette when interacting with strangers. But his pounding heart and burning ears betrayed his current state of turmoil.
Before opening the door, Zhuang Li looked at him deeply again and then waved goodbye.
After entering the bedroom, he immediately sent a text message to Le Zhengming, with the same words: [Nice to meet you.]
Le Zhengming replied immediately: [Me too.]
The two of them repeated the words and actions they had used when saying goodbye, but they didn't find it boring at all.
But Zhuang Li was still the cunning Zhuang Li, and nothing would change. Through this text message, he implanted a Trojan horse program into Le Zhengming's phone, allowing him to spy on his every move.
He walked into the bathroom, tidied himself up, put gel on his hair, and kneaded it into a messy and stylish shape. Then he held up his phone to the mirror, took a lot of selfies, made a nine-square grid, and sent it to his circle of friends.
Through the Trojan program, he quickly saw Le Zhengming open his circle of friends and browse the photos one by one. After looking at them once, he would go back, look at them again, and then look at them again... He looked at them for more than half an hour before he saved the photos one by one in his own gallery.
The busy mobile phone interface calmed down, but after more than ten seconds it connected to the computer and exported the photos one by one.
Taking advantage of the highly infectious power of the Trojan virus, Zhuang Li took advantage of the situation to monitor Le Zhengming's computer.
He called up the photo editing software, carefully edited Zhuang Li's selfie, then cut out the curly hair on his head and placed it on the little fox's head.
The fiery red, squinting little fox transformed into the curly-haired little fox from a previous life. A familiar scene, a familiar formula. So, as expected, my guess was correct...
Looking at this photo, which couldn't be funnier, yet also couldn't be more familiar, Zhuang Li leaned back in his chair, covering his tear-soaked eyes with his hands, and laughed with great joy and a deep laugh, "It's him, Le Zhengming and Xuan Ming, both of them."
7480 hid quietly in the small dark room.
Zhuang Li lowered his face-covering hand and tapped the tabletop lightly with his knuckles. He said firmly, "Although this is a parallel world, the person is still the same person. Nothing has changed. System, what's going on?"
7480 pretended to be dead.
Zhuang Li quickly checked Le Zhengming's phone and computer, and indeed, he found traces of hacking. He erased all traces, built several firewalls, and deleted his own Trojan horse program. Then, closing his computer, he sighed, "His situation in this world is also not good. Many people are secretly watching him, eager to pull him down from his high position and tear him apart. System, what is the probability of encountering the same person in two consecutive worlds?"
7480: “…”
Zhuang Li: "I can calculate it even without you telling me. If you're traveling randomly, the probability of meeting the same person twice in a row is one in a billion. Just like two red beans placed in a bucket of mung beans, the probability of them colliding during mixing is approximately zero. In other words, even if I could live for a billion years, I would only be able to meet Xuan Ming once. Such a low probability is equivalent to an impossibility."
"But it really happened, so I'm making a bold guess. You didn't travel randomly, but specifically chose Xuan Ming's world to travel to. He's the target of all your systems' attacks, right? You obey the Lord God, so he's also the Lord God's biggest enemy."
"Who is the person who can be the enemy of the gods?"
Zhuang Li closed his eyes and gently uttered the truth: "It's a god."
"Xuan Ming is also a Lord God, right? I've actually been wondering why the Lord God is called the Lord God, and what exactly does the word Lord mean. But now I understand. This Lord's jurisdiction is over a plane, a world, and a small universe in the multiverse."
"So the Lord God is the Lord God of a parallel universe, and Xuan Ming is the Lord God of another parallel universe. Their status is equal, right?"
"It's just that your Lord God is very ambitious and wants to rule all parallel universes, so he sent you systems to invade this universe, right?"
"Xuan Ming is a god born in this universe, so he will appear in every parallel world, right?"
"So every time you travel through time, I will definitely meet him again, right?"
"Xuan Ming is a god, so he will become the son of destiny of the small world, right?"
"Depriving him of his luck is equivalent to depriving him of his godhood. This is the main purpose of your Lord God, right?"
Under Zhuang Li's repeated questioning, 7480 almost collapsed.
It really wanted to kneel on the ground, hold its head in its hands, and shout to the heavens, "Yes, yes, yes, you're right. Please stop asking, my head hurts!" But it didn't dare! The ban installed by the Lord God in its core program prevented it from revealing a single word.
But its silence and panic were the best answers, so Zhuang Li smiled with satisfaction: "I understand." He nodded, his tone calm as if discussing tomorrow's weather: "I'm sorry, you are destroying the very thing I want to protect. From today on, your Lord God and I will become enemies."
Chapter 64 The Story of the Takeover Man 14┃Zhuang Li: Your son’s glorious life will end before sunset.
Le Zhengming had no idea what a thrilling conversation was happening next door.
After he had photoshopped the picture of the little fox, he secretly hid it in a folder and lay down to sleep with his ears red.
Before closing his eyes, he pulled out his phone and silently gave Zhuang Li's nine-square grid selfie a thumbs-up. Then, he pulled up the chat box and deleted and rewrote "good night," ultimately failing to send it. It was a bit awkward to be too intimate with strangers meeting for the first time.
With this thought in mind, he didn't sleep well all night.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Li was researching everything about Le Zhengming online. Previously, he had been carrying out missions within the military, where all information was confidential. Without further investigation, Zhuang Li would have been unaware of his existence. But now, his faction was preparing to bring him to the forefront, hence his low-key appearance at a five-star hotel.
"He is running for president with Gong Xuanqi." Zhuang Li stared at Gong Xuanqi's sanctimonious face on the computer screen, a sneer appearing on his red lips.
7480 sensed something was wrong: "Master, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to interfere with the presidential election?"
"If I hadn't come, Le Zhengming would have been plotted against by Zhu Jianrui, right?"
Zhuang Li pulled up a photo of Le Zhengming in military uniform saluting the national flag, and his tone shifted from cold to gentle: "He's such an upright person, completely different from that trash like Zhu Jianrui."
Zhuang Li closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I can already imagine what methods Zhu Jianrui will use to deal with him. It's the same old tricks: fabricating evidence, manipulating public opinion, and stabbing him in the back. The Gong family's methods are very dirty. They will pull Le Zhengming down from his high position, ruining his reputation and leaving him with nothing. They may even have him arrested and imprisoned on trumped-up charges, leaving him to die in prison under unclear circumstances. The best way to deal with a public figure is to destroy his reputation and turn him into a criminal."
7480 didn't dare to say a word.
The host's guess was completely correct. Le Zhengming's fate was identical to that of the original owner: assassinated in prison. Gong Xuanqi, however, rose to power on his own merits and groomed Zhu Jianrui to be his successor.
From then on, the world was completely dominated by Zhu Jianrui, and Yue Zhengming was long forgotten. Even more tragically, years later, historical records still criticized and denigrated him, erasing all his achievements. He was not a dust cloud in history, but a historical stain.
7480 didn't dare to say the plot out loud, but Zhuang Li guessed it right every time.
He took a deep breath, then pulled out his phone and texted Le Zhengming: [I heard you're running for president. Is your team still hiring? I'd like to apply for the position of Chief Cybersecurity Officer.]
The next day, Le Zhengming saw the text message as soon as he woke up, but he didn't reply immediately. Personal relationships were personal, and official business was official; he couldn't confuse the two. Moreover, in this election, he represented the interests of the people, his team, and his party. Every decision he made would affect many people.
[I will arrange an interview for you as soon as possible.] In the end, he did not refuse, but gave Zhuang Li a chance.
【Okay, I'll be waiting for your notification at any time.】
The conversation between the two ended there, and then one went out to work while the other lay back in bed to catch up on some sleep.
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Zhuang Li slept until three or four in the afternoon. As soon as he pulled out his phone, the headline "Genius Teenager Takes Over MIK" caught his eye. Zhu Jianrui was truly swift, acquiring such a large entertainment company in just a few days.
He wore a well-cut and exquisitely crafted suit and walked into the MIK headquarters building surrounded by many bodyguards.
Mr. Fang followed him with a hunched back, pointing at the sign hanging on the roof with one hand and holding the arm of his new boss with the other, as if introducing something, his face full of flattery and courtesy.
The paparazzi lurking around captured this wonderful moment and posted the photos on the Internet.
Zhu Jianrui instantly became famous. At the tender age of fourteen, he had climbed to the middle of China's wealth rankings, competing against numerous adults in business battles and emerging victorious with ruthless tactics. This achievement was unprecedented both domestically and internationally.
He became famous and attracted everyone's attention, and MIK's stock price soared after plummeting, recovering its lost ground in just a few hours and increasing by twenty percentage points.
Zhu Jianrui's net worth also doubled, making him a billionaire.
His name shines in every corner of the news pages, and he has leapt from an unknown teenager to a promising new business star.
Zhu Miaomiao, who had just gotten a new phone, texted Director Zhuang: "Did you see that? My son would be much better off without you! Just admit it, you're a complete loser! You're the one who's dragging us down, not us!"
Zhuang Li stared at the message and smiled with interest. He could fully imagine the look of satisfaction on Zhu Miaomiao's face when she sent this message.
Giving birth to Zhu Jianrui was her sole and greatest achievement. With Zhu Jianrui's support, all her wishes would be fulfilled. If Gong Xuanqi won the election, she could even marry into China's wealthiest family. Then, Zhuang Li, who had once put her in such a predicament, would face fierce retaliation!
Thinking of this, she pressed the keyboard fiercely again: [Your good days are numbered, just wait! ]
Zhuang Li replied seriously: "Your son's glorious life will end before sunset. Please be patient."
Zhu Miaomiao had no idea how huge the crisis hidden in this text message was. She just sneered and turned off the phone.
But 7480 said timidly: "Master, what do you want to do?"
"Simple, destroy Zhu Jianrui." Zhuang Li opened his computer and hacked into MIK's network. Sure enough, he saw a completely redesigned security system. Judging by its level of defense, it was technologically advanced worldwide, clearly the work of Zhu Jianrui. Having personally breached MIK's network, he didn't want the same thing to happen to him.
"Are you going to hack into the MIK network? That's illegal!" 7480 tried to dissuade him.
"Murder is also illegal!" Zhuang Li smiled indifferently.
7480 has nothing to say.
It originally thought that the host would destroy MIK's network by himself, but unexpectedly he only took a look inside, deleted some trivial things and came out, then quietly invaded an internal dark web set up by hackers from all over the world, borrowed the account of an American hacker who had not appeared for a long time, and posted a message in the forum, emphasizing how advanced, advanced and difficult to break MIK's defense system was.
As we all know, for hackers, breaking into a website with MAX defense level is the most exciting game for them.
Many hackers were attracted by this post and followed the link to enter the MIK network.
"It's useless. Zhu Jianrui's hacking skills are the best in the world." 7480 was silent for a moment, then added, "Except for you, no one can break through the defense system he has built."
Sure enough, those hackers who boasted of their superb skills all returned empty-handed. After returning to the forum, they left messages under the post, confirming the description of the original poster.
As a result, more hackers came to attack MIK's network.
By this time, the war had already begun, but Zhu Jianrui completely crushed the hackers' attacks with his superb technology. The network he built seemed to be truly indestructible.
The hackers are becoming increasingly dissatisfied and calling on their friends to
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