Lose 100 million today

Chuzheng went offline and her phone was already buzzing with calls.

"What's the use of calling me? I don't care about technology." Why is there so much to do as a boss?

I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone.

Chuzheng said methodically: "I will send a notice to all players to log off."

It's okay if the game is attacked, but if something happens to the players, it will be a big deal.

Chuzheng hung up the phone and looked at the game forum first.

The discussion above has been heated due to the sudden accident.

Hot searches on the Internet are also rising.

Chuzheng turned off those things and clicked on the email from the company.

"Xiaochu, I can help you intercept it." Qin Luo's voice rang in the room.

"What should I do if you're exposed?" It's not up to me to catch you.

"Well... no, I'm very powerful."

"..."

You are awesome.

Weak chicken!

"They're just here for you, don't mess around." Chuzheng warned him.

Qin Luo didn't reply to her, Chuzheng raised his eyes and looked into the void: "Qin Luo?"

"Qin Luo?!"

Still no one responded.

Chuzheng: "..."

Just when Chu Zheng was about to kick something, Qin Luo's voice sounded again: "Xiao Chu, I can handle it!"

"...I won't care if you mess up."

"Xiao Chu can't do that." Qin Luo said coquettishly, "Xiao Chu likes me the most."

"……"fart!

Qin Luo is an intelligent person, and Chu Zheng can't control him at all.

Qin Luo took action and quickly stabilized the situation, but his action also directly exposed him.

Qin Luo was constantly attacked.

Fortunately, although Qin Luo looks a bit silly and sweet, he is still quite good in this regard.

The other party can't do anything to him for the time being.

Both sides regard the entire game as a battlefield.

"Qin Luo, can you track the other party's location?"

"……Let me try."

-

A certain suburb.

The brightly lit room, with people coming and going, seemed busy and lively.

The silhouette of a man was reflected on the transparent glass.

The man looks relatively young, has a handsome face, is well-dressed, and exudes an elite temperament.

"Mr. Duan."

Someone pushed open the glass door and came in, shouting respectfully.

The man pressed a switch, and the glass instantly became opaque. He turned around, walked behind the desk, sat down, and asked in a deep voice, "How's it going?"

The person who came in hesitated and said: "It has grown a lot and is difficult to deal with... We are now stuck with it."

"Find a way!" Mr. Duan said.

"yes."

"How is the investigation on the server going?"

"There are no clues yet. The game company has done a good job of keeping it secret. The last time we tracked him, we were thrown away."

Mr. Duan waved his hand to let people go out first.

Just when the man turned around, there was a sudden commotion outside, and then the glass door was pushed open.

Mr. Duan looked towards the door.

The light swayed, and a shadow was first cast on the ground, and he slowly stepped forward.

A girl was reflected in Mr. Duan's pupils, dressed casually and neatly, standing at the door with her hands in her pockets, looking inside with cold eyes.

"If you want to know where the server is, you can ask me."

Mr. Duan narrowed his eyes. He knew this girl...or rather, she had seen pictures of this girl.

The new boss of the gaming company.

Mr. Duan's gaze fell behind Chu Zheng. It had become quiet outside, and the kind of quietness made people feel terrified.

Mr. Duan asked calmly: "Boss Jiang, you came here uninvited, what are you doing?"

Chuzheng walked into the office, and Mr. Duan saw someone behind her, standing at the door and blocking the door.

Everyone outside is probably under control...

Chuzheng casually pulled out the chair in front of him and sat down with dignity: "You attacked my company, shouldn't I come?"

Mr. Duan: "..."

Mr. Duan was silent for a while, then hummed softly: "How did you find this place?"

Chuzheng's cold eyebrows raised slightly: "The thing you are looking for is in my hand. Tell me how I found it."

Mr. Duan stood up suddenly.

Shocked and disbelieving eyes fell on Chu Zheng, and his Adam's apple rolled. It took him several seconds to squeeze out a sentence: "You control it?"

All he knew was that he was in that game.

But he didn't know that he was already being controlled.

"No." How could I control that little thing.

Chuzheng paused and continued slowly: "But he listens to me."

Mr. Duan: "..."

What a difference!

Mr. Duan put his hands on the table and gritted his teeth: "Miss Jiang, you really impress me."

It is absolutely true that people should not be judged by their appearance.

The girl in front of me is no easier to deal with than such a shopping mall veteran.

"Thanks."

Chuzheng nodded slightly and thanked him modestly.

Mr. Duan: "..."

Mr. Duan was so choked that he almost couldn't breathe.

Was he praising her?

Mr. Duan took a deep breath and suddenly sat back calmly: "You know the uncontrollability of AI. It listens to you now, but it may not listen to you in the future."

Chuzheng said confidently: "He will do it."

"..."

Why are you so confident! !

Mr. Duan smiled a little: "Ms. Jiang, I have all his information and technology here. We can cooperate."

In this situation, first stabilize this woman.

"The current AI is not yet mature. It can be more powerful, and I can make it more perfect. Miss Jiang, is my proposal not bad?"

Chuzheng put her hands on the armrests, her posture extremely casual and casual: "Soon, those materials will be mine."

And I think the little things now are pretty good.

If you become smarter, wouldn't it be harder to deceive?

No, no, this is not good.

In his more than thirty years of life, Mr. Duan has never seen such an arrogant person.

Chuzheng glanced at Mr. Duan with cold eyes: "Do you choose to hand it over yourself, or do I do it?"

Mr. Duan roared angrily: "...Don't go too far!"

Chuzheng raised her hand and suggested nonchalantly: "You can call someone, or call the police?"

Mr. Duan: "..."

How dare he call the police?

What I did was not serious.

-

Mr. Duan was pinned to the ground and lost his previous elite temperament. His cheek was pressed against the ground and he could only try to turn his eyes upward.

Chuzheng was still sitting where she was, without even changing her posture.

Someone was rummaging for things in the room. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, they brought them all to Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng flipped through a document.

Mr. Duan never thought that he would lose so quickly.

Chuzheng threw the document on the table with a 'pop' sound.

She put down her crossed legs, leaned forward slightly, rested her elbows on her knees, and looked down at Mr. Duan.

"How do you know he exists?"

Mr. Duan turned his head and said nothing.

The hand that pressed down on him forcefully pushed his head back, and there was only a 'click' sound.

Chuzheng's eyebrows twitched: "Don't kill him, be gentle."

This tone, this wording.

It sounds weird no matter how you listen to it

Mr. Duan's face instantly turned livid, then turned from green to white.

I don't know if it's scary or painful.

As expected, the person who was pressing him relaxed and said to Chu Zheng, "Boss, I didn't use any force."