Cyber Daming

As the signal linking the Night Owl scouts was disconnected, the surveillance images projected on the floor-to-ceiling windows disappeared simultaneously, revealing the enchanting and magnificent city night view outside the window.

The constantly flashing red and blue neon lights reflected in Gu Yong's black eyes, exuding a sense of desire.

"Gu Jia, the person you chose is quite angry."

Gu Jia stood behind Gu Yong with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes narrowed. There was an unhealed knife mark on his face extending from the corner of his eye to his chin, adding a bit of ferocity to his already rough appearance.

"It's a little big. Do you want me to go down and bring down the fire on him?"

Gu Yong swung his sleeves and laughed nonchalantly, "No need, how can a person with no bloodshed charge into battle for us? As a martial artist, I can understand. There are all kinds of injustices in the world, but I can decide the country with just one punch, isn't it? It was their favorite thing to say."

"And you used someone else to catch fish in Songpanwei. If you don't let him vent your anger, I'm afraid he won't be able to work with peace of mind."

Gu Jia looked worried, "Then if there is no punishment, will he think that there is nothing he can do if he is promoted to Wuba Group, and he will act more recklessly in the future?"

"Li Jun doesn't have this ability yet."

Gu Yong, who was dressed as a Confucian scholar, walked to the desk with square steps, rolled up his sleeves, picked up an ink ingot, and slowly started grinding it in an inkstone.

"Those powerful people in the north and south of Zhili have supported many people from the Jianghu who fled the country in the past. Almost all of them came from well-established sects. None of these people have been able to rise to the top of the world. They can only live under the influence of others and be ordinary people." House slave, what kind of disturbance can a little Wu Ba make?"

Gu Jia complimented: "What the young master said is that the vastness of the world is not as far-reaching as the temple, and martial arts is a thing of the past."

"But, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided."

Gu Yong suddenly changed the topic, "He has broken the rules of the group. Once the recommendation is over, we will implant a biochip into him and send him to the north to sell. The young masters and ladies in the big family like to keep one like this." pet."

"Implanting the chip will contaminate the pure flesh and blood, cutting off the path to martial arts promotion. I'm afraid the price will be cut in half."

"Don't focus all on money, safety is the first priority. The things we sell at Shudao Logistics must not have any safety hazards."

"What the young master taught me is that my vision is still too shallow." Gu Jia cupped his fists and bowed, nodding repeatedly.

Gu Yong's movement of grinding the ink suddenly stopped, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "And I heard that people in the martial arts sequence are very good at sex. Doesn't this increase the price?"

Gu Jia laughed a few times in a very cooperative manner, moved to the table, and asked softly: "What's the reply from the master's family? After all, Qian Jindong is the nephew of the chief steward. I'm afraid it won't work without an explanation."

Gu Yong didn't take it seriously, "Didn't Li Jun already think about how to reply to you? Just colluding with Tianfu Heavy Industry to steal everything is enough for Qian Jindong to die a hundred times."

"I'm afraid the butler doesn't believe it."

"Don't believe it?" Gu Yong snorted coldly, "Then let the master send someone to investigate thoroughly, and ask that old guy if he dares?"

There was a trace of regret in Gu Yong's eyes, "It's a pity that Li Jun was too heavy-handed and beheaded him with one knife. Otherwise, if Qian Jindong's consciousness was extracted and thrown into our private prison, we might be able to pry out interesting news."

Hearing the word 'private prison', Gu Jia suddenly felt a chill down his back, and his originally heavy back immediately bent a little further.

A private prison for wealthy families, a place for cannibalism.

"But the security department in your hands should be properly rectified."

"Although there are rubbish like Luo Shihu in the four operations offices of Tianfu Heavy Industry, they are all followers of Sequence Eight. Look at the people under your command, what kind of stuff they are!"

"The subordinates know their mistakes, and the subordinates know their mistakes."

Gu Jia looked aggrieved after being scolded, "But Master Yong, you also know that everyone with some status in the master's family likes to send their relatives to the group."

"If they are all shut out, these people will definitely talk nonsense in the master's house. I am also worried that it will affect your reputation, young master."

A glint flashed in Gu Yong's eyes, "Then according to what you say, I still want to thank you for sharing my worries?"

"You don't dare, the villain. The security department is now a mixed bag. It's all my fault. I'm willing to be punished."

Gu Jia's tone was frightened, his legs bent, and he straightened up and smashed down.

"Okay, don't do this to me."

Gu Yong scolded, then softened his tone and said comfortingly: "It's not your fault for the security department's affairs. The master throws people here, and it's okay if you don't take over."

"But recommendation is the top priority now. The garbage in the security department must be clean. Otherwise, if we miss the important event of the master's family in northern Sichuan, we will not be able to afford it."

Gu Jia's face became solemn when he heard this, and he asked tentatively: "Has the matter in Northern Shu been decided?"

"The master has sent people to investigate, and it is indeed the brain tissue slices of the No. 1 Scholar."

At this moment, there was already ink grinding out of the inkstone. Gu Yong took the pen and dipped it in the ink, spread out the ink, lowered his wrist and dropped the pen, like a dragon and a snake, all in one go.

Gu Yong admired his work and said with a smile: "This is something that even the treasures of the Ming Dynasty cannot buy."

The laughter was full of meaning. Gu Jia immediately raised his eyes to look at the desk and saw a clearly defined word "Struggle" appearing on the light yellow rice paper.

The words were just like the person speaking. Gu Jia suddenly understood and said with a smile: "If part of such a fragile thing is lost in the fight, the master will not blame us, right?"

Gu Yong nodded, "That's not true. Young Master Gu Xi is also a sensible person. And with his talent, using this brain tissue slice is just the icing on the cake."

Gu Jia chuckled, "In that case, we can let go."

"Gu Jia, do you know what I like most about you? It's your loyalty and courage."

Gu Yong put down his brush and raised his eyes to stare at the respectful old slave in front of him.

"The old slave is willing to drive in front of Young Master Yong. He will not hesitate to die." Gu Jia looked solemn.

Gu Yong walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his hands, and stood staring out the window at the gloomy wind and rain.

"I, Gu Yong, have been yearning for the Confucian sages all my life, but unfortunately I am not talented enough. I can only rely on the Six Arts Chip to enter the Confucian and Taoist order."

"I am willing to join the business of merchants, which is full of copper odor. I have kept a low profile for so many years, just so that one day I can change my talent and return to official career."

At this moment, in Gu Jia's eyes, this scholar wearing a Confucian shirt suddenly exuded an inexplicable arrogance.

It is resentment against the injustice of God and unwillingness to accept one's own fate.

"As long as you get things done this time, when I return to my master's house, it will be the day when you, Gu Jia, will be in charge of Shudao Logistics."

Gu Jia's square face suddenly turned red, he clasped his fists and said loudly, "I will never let you down, Master Yong!"