Chapter 115 Hot-Blooded Company (3)
Even after they left the Chief Brain's office and entered the elevator, Min Liang was still confused. "If the Chief Brain wanted us to secretly investigate the company, couldn't he have just had the HR Director assign us a position? Why did he have to let 100 detectives actually pass employee screening and come in as interns?"
Feng Xiansu looked at Min Liang as if he were an idiot and sneered.
Min Liang immediately exploded: "Isn't the look in your eyes a bit too disrespectful?"
Liu Tang figured it out and was about to explain when Lao Cheng spoke first, saying, "Boss Nao allowed us to pass the assessment so that the HR Director wouldn't notice anything. This means..."
Min Liang reacted: "Does this mean he doesn't even trust the HR Director?! Is the HR Director also within the scope of our investigation?"
Lao Cheng raised his lips: "That's right."
Xian Hai, the bald man standing next to him, gradually developed some admiration for Lao Cheng, and his eyes began to look at him with some admiration.
Hearing the others' analysis, Feng Wenbai frowned. "But, the fact that the Chief Brain specifically summoned us for a talk is already somewhat unusual. It's bound to arouse the HR Director's suspicion, right?"
Xian Hai agreed, "Indeed, what CEO would normally meet with a newly hired intern?"
Everyone realized this problem and found it a bit tricky.
"It seems that I have to be more cautious in front of the HR director from now on." Min Liang rubbed his flaming red hair, feeling a little irritated.
Mo Qianhe said at this time: "I think there is another issue we need to pay attention to."
The others looked at him and said, "So far, we still don't know the conditions for passing the customs."
Min Liang thought for sure, "Isn't it about finding executives who are loyal to Mr. Nao?"
Liu Tang thought for a moment and shook his head. "The system didn't mention 'successfully cleared the level'. How did you judge this situation in the past?"
Lao Cheng's gaze wandered off to nowhere as he enthusiastically replied, "When encountering this kind of situation, don't blindly speculate on the clearance requirements. Instead, make reasonable assumptions based on the specific conditions of the dungeon.
"When you're completely confused, the first thing you need to do is gather enough information to determine which direction the dungeon should develop in, based on universal values, to be 'correct' or 'just'.
"In the vast majority of cases, the dungeon ultimately leads to a 'just' ending. Therefore, the condition for completing the dungeon is often making the 'right choice'."
In the live broadcast room, the barrage of comments started to rise:
"Here we go, Lao Cheng's class has started again!"
"The clearance techniques Lao Cheng summarized are quite useful. I've already put them into practice once and saved my life!"
"Who would have thought that this liar Lao Cheng would one day become a teacher of online dungeon strategy courses?"
Min Liang looked in the direction Lao Cheng was looking, with a puzzled look on his face: "Where are you looking?"
Lao Cheng smiled slightly: "I am making eye contact with the audience in the live broadcast room."
Min Liang: “…”
You really shouldn't be so ridiculous.
After listening to the summary, Liu Tang analyzed, "Letting loyal subordinates be discovered and appreciated by the boss is the 'right choice,' right? So, finding loyal executives and telling Mr. Brain might indeed be the way to get through this."
Lao Cheng nodded, but a meaningful smile appeared on his face: "But, how many loyal executives do we need to find?"
Min Liang was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Lao Cheng patiently replied, "If finding one executive means everyone can clear the level, that's fine. But if finding a loyal executive means only the player who finds that executive can clear the level. In that case, the eight of us here will need to find eight executives."
When Min Liang heard this, his heart sank.
He began to understand what Lao Cheng was hinting at.
It would be fine if so many loyal executives could be found, but if there are not so many loyal executives, competition will arise among the players.
Just then, the elevator door opened and they returned to the 20th floor.
Mr. Spine was already waiting at the elevator entrance. He smiled at everyone and said, "Now, I'll take you on a tour of the company's major departments."
Everyone was just discussing that Mr. Spine might not be loyal to Mr. Brain, but now looking at the smile on his face, they felt that he was hiding a dagger behind his smile, and they couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine.
Mr. Spine did not let everyone get out of the elevator. Instead, he walked into the elevator himself and pressed the button for the second floor.
The elevator quickly reached the second floor. When everyone stepped out of the elevator, they felt a wave of heat surging towards them, followed by the sound of huge machinery running.
Mr. Spine slowly took out a handkerchief from his chest to wipe the sweat off his face, then led everyone forward.
They walked in a corridor separated by glass.
The space outside the corridor is very spacious, unlike the office area above, which is divided into many cubicles.
Everyone could see that a huge metal machine was steadily producing round red objects, and a number of staff members in sterile suits were conducting quality inspections on the items.
Mr. Spine wiped his sweat gracefully and introduced everyone: "Floors 2 to 19 are our company's production workshops. Mr. Pancreas is the director of the production department."
As he said that, he raised his hand and knocked on a door beside the corridor.
A gray-haired man came out.
Mr. Spine greeted the production director politely and introduced the people in front of him to him.
Everyone felt a little curious when they saw the golden pancreas in the shape of two leaves shining inside the old man's abdominal cavity.
The old man looked at them with a less than friendly look: "We recruit new people every year, and we've recruited so many new people, but I haven't seen many of them actually do their jobs."
After saying that, the old man wiped the sweat from his face with the towel on his shoulder, turned around and went back to the office and closed the door tightly.
Mr. Spine had the door slammed in his face, but his expression didn't change at all. It seemed that he encountered this kind of situation frequently.
After he showed everyone around the workshop assembly line, he returned to the elevator.
Everyone was sweating in the production workshop, but when they got into the elevator and were blown by the cool wind, they instantly felt much more comfortable.
Min Liang couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Sure enough, there's a reason why our company has so much air conditioning."
The bald man next to him couldn't help but nodded, and he wanted to take off his suit jacket.
Mr. Spine pressed the button for the 26th floor and said, "Floors 20 to 25 are the HR department's work area. You've already checked it out in my office, so there's no need to waste any more time."
The elevator quickly reached the 26th floor. The layout here was almost the same as the 20th floor they had visited before, but the atmosphere was much quieter, and the only sound was the intermittent typing of keyboards.
"The 26th to 29th floors are the network security department." Mr. Spine walked over to a man who was typing on the keyboard and had a faint glow all over his body, and patted his hunched back.
The man was still typing rapidly on the keyboard, and slowly raised his head to look at everyone.
The players saw his face clearly.
This was a man with dark circles under his eyes. He looked at Mr. Spine and simply said, "Okay."
Mr. Spine introduced everyone: "This is Mr. Skin, the Chief Security Officer (CSO) of the Cybersecurity Department."
Everyone looked at the faint glow emanating from the man's skin all over his body and understood his name.
The other executives only had one part of their light glowing, so the brightness was obvious, but the light of this gentleman with skin was much dimmer, probably because his light was dispersed too widely.
Liu Tang noticed that there was an electric fan in front of this man, blowing towards him, and a small automatic robotic arm was helping him wipe the sweat from his cheeks.
His eyes moved between Mr. Spine, who was wiping his sweat, and Mr. Skin, and the more he looked, the stranger he felt.
Although Liu Tang felt very hot when he just came out of the production workshop, as time passed and he stayed in the air-conditioned room for a while, he no longer felt hot.
But the two executives in front of him were still sweating.
Why are they so hot?
[Especially Mr. Skin. Isn't he always sitting at his desk typing code? Why is he so hot?]
[Does typing on the keyboard generate a lot of heat? ]
Mo Qianhe listened to Liu Tang's inner thoughts and felt that this man was becoming more and more lovable.
"The 30th to 45th floors are the marketing department, managed by Miss Chang."
"The 46th to 49th floors are the purchasing department, managed by Mr. Wei."
"The 50th and 51st floors are the finance department, managed by our boss, Ms. Heart."
After introducing each department one by one, everyone finally stood in front of Ms. Heart.
Liu Tang looked at the woman in front of him. She was wearing a low-key but well-designed suit, small and simple jewelry, her hair was meticulously groomed, and a golden heart was beating steadily in her chest.
[The boss lady? Is that Mr. Nao's wife?]
[This Mr. Brain doesn't even trust his own wife, his heart? He needs an investigation too?]
[Tsk tsk, is it true that there is no true love among the rich? ]
The woman stood before the crowd, her presence intimidating. She glanced at the players and said in a steady voice, "I heard you're the 'future talent backbone' my husband has just recruited."
Several people felt a surge of pressure and forced themselves to be alert in response.
"Looks good. I heard that our spinal director spent a lot of effort to select you, a group of good seedlings. To encourage you, he even took you for a private talk. It can be said that he has high hopes for you."
Hearing this, Min Liang couldn't help but secretly complain: "Good fellow, such a high elimination rate is actually intentional, you dog, you said so much, and I thought you were the victim, but it turns out you are the mastermind behind all this."
Fortunately, because they were called to meet Mr. Nao on the pretext of being “talented backbones,” the arrangement seemed much more reasonable, and they did not have to worry about arousing suspicion from other executives for the time being.
Mr. Spine nodded politely to Ms. Heart and said, "I've already shown them around the company. You can choose one of them that you like to intern in the Finance Department."
When the players heard this, they understood that the person who was chosen would have to stay in the Finance Department and investigate on their own.
Mr. He and Mr. Xian, who had just entered the "18th level of hell", began to tremble.
This NPC already has a strong aura, and now I have to face her alone. It’s scary just thinking about it.
Ms. Heart glanced at the two unimpressive people, snorted coldly, and muttered, "They're still talented and capable, but you're panicking already? This is what the people you carefully selected are like."
The rest of the people were either pretending to be calm or looking cold and solemn. Only Liu Tang had a pair of sparkling eyes full of anticipation.
Xinxin noticed Liu Tang's eyes and was a little surprised.
This young man's eyes are really... full of passion.
It's the look of someone who has just entered the workplace and is full of ambition for the future.
It really makes me miss it.
I was probably like that in the past, Ms. Heart thought.
How could she know that Liu Tang was shouting in his heart at this moment:
[I can't wait to start eating melons, oh no, start investigating! ]
So she raised her hand and pointed at Liu Tang with a smile: "Let's pick him, he looks the most motivated."
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