The plot is deviating!
According to the original plan, we were going to leave the attacker alone, let her express her true feelings, and observe her true intentions.
However, plans cannot keep up with changes.
Her behavior of exposing other people's secrets regardless of the occasion or the person has seriously affected the daily lives of my employees.
They lived in fear all day long, fearing that they would anger her and expose their secrets.
There were a few thin-skinned employees who, because they did not satisfy her with a small matter, had their scars exposed on the spot. That afternoon, they came to me with tears in their eyes and submitted their resignation applications.
These employees are usually quiet and conscientious, the type of people who work hard. They have never had a quarrel with anyone in their lives, but because of this incident, they almost couldn't do their work.
I confiscated their resignation applications and approved a month's vacation for them, so that they could go out and relax first, and then consider whether to stay or leave after they have rested and calmed down.
If you insist on leaving, you can also apply to join a branch company. I have many companies under my name, so accepting a few employees is no big deal.
I am responsible for protecting my employees' reputation.
After appeasing the employees who wanted to resign, I passed on the news to the team leader.
I can’t delay it any longer. If I delay any longer, my employees will be killed by me.
After receiving my application, the team discussed and decided to take action ahead of schedule.
The reason why we didn't act immediately was because this system was more special than the previous ones.
It can collect the most timely information about the world.
If we talk about the previous system, we were using outdated strategies to fight the latest version of the BOSS.
This system is to use the updated strategy to fight the latest version of NPC.
The goal of this system is clearly to attack me, but the accurate information it provides is only about my employees.
The news about me does not match my real self at all.
If it weren't for the fact that in this world, when the title of "President" is mentioned, people would only think of me, and the team would have suspected that the target of the strategy described by the system was someone else.
Finally, after discussion, the time was set, and the team and I decided to start this morning.
In addition to not wanting to delay any longer, there is another key reason.
From her inner voice we learned that a foreshadowing that was laid before the plot began would happen today.
I described in my heart that today, a new mobile phone developed by my company will hold a launch conference.
The communication program of this mobile phone has achieved a breakthrough compared with other mobile phones. This unique global leadership has made this mobile phone popular all over the world.
This is the phone that the assistant in Xinsheng stole and sold the data to a rival company.
However, after entering the era of intelligent computers, mobile phones have been basically eliminated as a communication tool and are currently used more as an entertainment product.
How should the press conference be held if there was no plan to launch a new mobile phone from the beginning?
Besides, who is qualified to be my rival company?
When the plot collapses, how should the system respond?
…
Early in the morning, I arrived at the sales department where the Raiders were.
The assistant sat next to me, pulled up the surveillance video on his laptop and pushed it in front of me.
I moved the notebook closer to him and said, "It's related to you, too. Let's read it together."
The laptop screen is not very big, and from the assistant's perspective, it is somewhat reflective.
I pulled the boss chair where my assistant was sitting towards me until the two chairs were close together.
"alright."
The assistant laughed, "President."
"Um."
My eyes fell on his fingers.
When I was dragging the chair just now, I rubbed the back of his hand, and it felt slightly cold.
It is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, and the wind in the morning and evening is already cool.
"Are you cold?"
The assistant's temperature was low, making it difficult for me to judge his condition.
"It's not cold, President."
The assistant finished speaking but did not look at the screen with me.
"Why aren't you looking at the screen?" I joked. "This is a rare script that is about both you and me. Although I'm not satisfied with the plot, at least we are in the same frame."
I seemed to hear the assistant let out a soft sigh.
"President, have you ever considered whether what she said is true?"
"No." I said softly, "Why, do you like sadomasochism?"
The assistant was helpless, "No, of course I don't like it."
He curled his eyes and looked at me.
I was so caught by his gaze that I had to shift my attention to him.
I sighed, "When you look at me like that, I want to kiss you."
"good."
"……What?"
He suddenly smiled, lowered his head and gave me a kiss on my lips, light and quick, like a spring breeze.
He rarely takes the initiative.
Such a light touch, not even a kiss, made my heart beat faster.
I came back to my senses and looked at the assistant who was looking at the screen as if nothing had happened. I felt angry and amused at the same time.
Like a fox.
I'm afraid he'll only behave himself if I bite him on the back of his neck.
…
The pointer gradually moved towards work time.
More and more employees poured in from the door.
And the Raiders also appeared on the screen.
She is very recognizable.
Because everyone greets her warmly.
When she arrived at her workstation, it had already been wiped clean, and the small succulent leaves on the table had been wiped clean without a speck of dust.
The cup she usually used to drink water had been cleaned, and the fruit tea in it was still steaming.
As soon as she sat down, a colleague enthusiastically asked her if she had had breakfast.
Soon, her table was filled with many common breakfast items such as steamed dumplings, hot soy milk, fried dough sticks, egg-filled pancakes, pancakes, meat buns, and tofu pudding.
In addition, many colleagues said, "This is the snack I bought two days ago. I tried it yesterday and it tasted delicious, so I brought some for you", "My family sent me some local specialties from my hometown, so I brought some back for you to try."
Everyone is warm and friendly towards her, and people who don't know her would think that she is incredibly popular.
The raiders themselves seemed to think so.
So much so that she couldn't see the employee's slightly trembling fingers when he handed her breakfast, or the smile that suddenly fell when he turned his back.
My employees are being driven crazy by this time bomb.
It was nine o'clock, the official working time. With the help of enthusiastic colleagues around him, the strategist had packed up all the food, pretended to be serious, and turned on the computer.
But in fact, everyone knows that the team leader will never assign her too heavy work.
If the workload is too heavy, she will become resentful and attack everyone indiscriminately.
The workload is too light and she is bored, so she starts eating melons randomly, as if the King of Hell is calling her name.
The team leader was so worried about workload arrangement that his hairline even moved up.
Seeing her turn on the computer, everyone couldn't help but prick up their ears, listening in fear to see who the next unlucky person would be.
[Today is the day! The ｑ１ series is officially launched, and the gears of fate begin to turn. 】
[Hey, he could have made a lot of money with this phone, but he took advantage of that assistant. He took revenge on the president and screwed over all the employees. ]
[Forget it, forget it. A small passerby like me can’t stop this kind of thing. I’d better take advantage of this period to earn some bonus and then find another employer.]
[My colleagues are all very nice and the work is very easy. I am very satisfied with this job! I hope the president will not go bankrupt! ]
[…Hey, what am I thinking? Even if I like the president, he won’t like me. He likes a man.]
[I'd better just eat the melons honestly. ]
The attacker muttered to himself for a while and then turned on the computer.
She searched on the computer for a long time, her brows becoming increasingly furrowed.
[No... Why can't I find the launch event? Did I remember the wrong time? ]
【system. 】
[That's right, it should be nine o'clock this morning. The time has passed, why is there no news at all? ]
She pursed her lips and cautiously asked her colleague, "Is our P1 press conference held today?"
The colleague who had been listening to my thoughts for a long time showed a strange expression, "P1? This series of mobile phone plans was stopped a year ago."
The Raiders were stunned.
[No, system? What's going on? ]
[The plot of the novel you gave me is wrong. ]
At the same time, I heard a shrill alarm.
[Alert! Alert! Plot error! ]
[Alert! Plot deviation! ]
【Alert! Novel error! 】
The panicked voice of the attackers was heard.
[What are these? Why do so many books suddenly appear? ]
[A gentle top student and a rebellious young CEO? ]
[The tyrant and his perfumer? ]
[A magician's knight? ]
[Don't, don't force the plot into my head, my head hurts! ]
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