Enforcer's Handbook

This sudden greeting text message made Gray Farmar's heartbeat slow down by half a beat.

Just a few words were enough to remind him of many things.

For example, the process of single-handedly promoting Medel from a section chief to the director of the external department of Yun Gang Biopharmaceuticals. Due to her position, her stay in the second area became shorter and shorter, but occasionally on afternoons like this, They will still take the elevator downstairs together harmoniously, walk into the company's internal cafe, sit down and use the rare time to talk about work, life, and belief in the company.

However, he could not figure out how Medel managed to survive the pursuit of the hunting team with her almost scrapped body.

"Medale, are you still alive?" 』

After a long silence, Gray tentatively replied.

I don't know if it was his misunderstanding, but the office suddenly became cold. This chill was different from a drop in temperature, but came from deep inside.

Fear of the unknown, or a ghost.

But he still confirmed the identity of the other party immediately. No member of the council would greet him in such a frivolous tone.

However, after sending this message for ten full minutes, there was still no response. This made Gray's initial fear turn into anxiety. His heart was struggling and contradictory. He was afraid that Medelle would really come back from the dead, but he was afraid Can’t help but want to connect because…

If the rumors about the Lord of Pollution, Medel, are true, then he may be able to get first-hand information about the void from the other party.

This is an important breakthrough for the company.

…

"You won't reply?"

On the other side, Bai Zhu looked at Madele, who was quite free. She just crossed her legs and read today's noon news in District 17. She seemed to have no intention of replying to Gray at all.

"Hang him first."

Madele said without raising her head, "When you have something you really want to know but don't get a response, your mentality will change, like a kitten scratching you. The longer this feeling lasts, the more likely it will be. The impact on judgment will be greater.”

Bai Zhu understood that she had heard the same theory not long ago, so she said in a positive tone, "He is in KFC."

This sentence immediately made Madele's face stiffen, and all her calmness was shattered. "Sister, this is called PUA. Where did you hear about KFC?"

She never dreamed that Bai Zhu, who always pursued rigor, would one day say such outrageous terms in a serious tone.

"Song Lan said it."

Bai Zhu also showed a confused expression, "I met him in the common room that day and happened to talk about this topic. He even charged me 50 watts as a lecture fee."

She didn't quite understand the details of these interpersonal interactions. She had spent the first half of her life in a research facility, dealing with formulas and virtual data every day. In the online world, personal emotions were insignificant and there was no need for interaction. All she had The needs of personal life will be solved by the sixth neutral country and assistants.

When she arrived in District 17, it was not much different from working in another place. Problems outside of work would be properly handled by the insect swarm and the law enforcement department, so she did not need to worry about it.

As someone who never leaves research unless necessary, it is quite refreshing to occasionally hear some interpersonal topics.

"This is common office politics."

Medel didn’t know what KFC was, and she didn’t want to dwell on this new term that came out of nowhere for too long. “From a psychological perspective, this method helps to strengthen the obedience of subordinates and maintain a high level with you. Consistent ideas, in the daily operations of the company, do not require middle and lower-level employees to generate too many unnecessary ideas.”

Regardless of office politics or corporate supremacy beliefs, the ultimate goal is to keep employees loyal to the company.

"It's really profound. Fortunately, I haven't worked in a big company."

Bai Zhu lamented that neither her overly open personal style nor the infighting office politics were suitable for someone like her who wanted to concentrate on research.

"That's such a shame. The company actually likes employees like you the most."

While the two were talking, a message came through.

"Where are you? Have you ever seen wind chimes in private? What is your purpose? 』

The continuous questions clearly revealed Gray's mood at the moment. As a member of the core management of Yungang Biopharmaceuticals, he should not have too many personal emotions, but it seems that the reality of the void and the resurrection of the dead has brought him too much. mental stress.

Madele still didn't reply, she just pursed her lips and flipped through the noon news again.

the other side.

Gray Farmar was in silence. He stared at the black phone screen for a long time, and the emotions surging in his heart gradually calmed down.

calm down!

Maybe he was overthinking it, and the other party might just be a boring hacker using Madele as a guise.

Looking at his successive questions, he regretted a little. His irritable tone played exactly into the opponent's hands. He had to put aside his personal emotions and proceed rationally...

『(ω)』

The phone rang.

All of Gray's thoughts were forced to stop, and he opened another message from the other party like a man possessed. The meaningless expression on his face made his blood pressure shoot up to the sky.

Whoever sent the message did not answer any of his questions.

Reason told him that he should end this conversation in time, but these two short messages made it impossible for him to suppress the surging emotions in his heart. As long as he looked away from the screen, a steady stream of thoughts would continue to creep into his mind. brain.

Is this person actually Madele?

Did she escape the hunting team and the criminal forces from the "outside" by accidentally entering the void?

How did she know my contact information, and why did she send a text message at this time?

Gray calmed down and took a deep breath.

You must take the initiative in the conversation, and reason gradually takes over. Since the other party has taken the initiative to contact him, he must ask for something from him.

That's right, he should be the one with the initiative!

Thinking of this, he no longer asked, but edited a new message with a threatening tone:

"No matter who you are and what your plans are, if you send such unclear messages again, I will immediately terminate all communication with you."

Editing completed, send.

After finishing all this, the breath that Gray had been holding finally released.

But the next moment, the red exclamation mark on the screen made his eyes widen, as if his prosthetic eyes were going to be filled with bloodshot eyes.

When a person's anger reaches its peak in an instant, there will be a brief blank in consciousness, so that the thoughts are completely confused, and it is even difficult to organize an effective sentence.

There was only one thing left in Gray's mind right now.

Before he issued this eloquent ultimatum, the other party had already blocked him.

Both his courage when issuing the ultimatum and his determination to regain the right to speak were intercepted by the dazzling red exclamation mark.

His steps were frivolous, and his left hand unconsciously covered his forehead.

The feeling at this moment was like blowing a counterattack horn. Not only did the punch miss the enemy, but it also missed his own waist.

He almost broke his teeth and just stood there, watching the time jump on the screen of his mobile phone.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the other party seemed to have no intention of replying to him.

Madele this ***——!

she……

she,

How dare she! ?

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