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After hearing the yes answer from Kevin, I fell silent.

The crown prince appointed by the group is COO, and Kevin charged in front of the enemy, and then asked me to be his helper, everything was logical.However, this should not have been the original plan, at least not at first.

What kind of role does BCG play in this game?Is it just a thug who only follows the crown prince?I didn't have time to think about it, but I kind of understood that Kevin may be in the position temporarily, his position may not be stable, and what he said may not be credible.

Thinking of this, I asked, "Does the COO want to see me?"

"I would assume the answer is yes." Kevin looked at me.

My eyes are slightly closed.

It is necessary to submit a certificate.

"I was thinking that you wouldn't mind a little 'initiation ceremony'?" His gentlemanly demeanor gradually couldn't cover the ubiquitous affectation, "The relationship between people is always dynamic. Mutual devotion is indispensable for building trust. As for me, I think I have shown enough sincerity, what do you think?"

"Of course." I maintained a business expression, "What can I do to prove myself?"

He was obviously very pleased with my pleasure: "I believe Sonia has been asking you for a document recently."

My heart sank.

He laughed. "That's what we want too."

"Is it possible that Sonia just told you that I declined her request?" I sat up a little bit more, but I didn't want to show too much aggression, so I softened my tone.

Kevin raised his eyebrows: "Is it possible that I just told you that you need to show some sincerity?"

"You're not supposed to have access to this material, as a matter of authority." I was as gentle as I could be.

"And you can," Kevin said, "that's why you should give it to me."

I hold my forehead.A strand of hair on the front of the forehead drooped down, but I didn't care about it.

Kevin taught me earnestly: "I know you are very good at dealing with people, Yao, very good at it. I'm sure you also know my professional style, so my suggestion is, let's skip your perfunctory, I'm perfunctory with your drama and go straight to the point. It's a very boring thing to see through each other—"

He paused for a moment and looked at me: "There is no sense of accomplishment."

I brush my hair.He must have already figured out how to deal with me, and the earlier talk about him was just gradually paralyzing me in the process of probing.

I didn't expect him to have such a side, and as he said, I have no sense of accomplishment.

But maybe it depends on the specific person...

I thought of Miss Pender, and felt a little at ease.

I said, "I can't provide you with something like that."

Kevin tilted his head, his eyes were bright: "Of course you can."

Seeing that I was silent, he said again: "Think about it—think about it now."

I sighed: "It's nothing to consider."

"So that's your bottom line?" He laughed. "You call your bottom line 'cowardly'?"

I don't meet his eyes: "I thought we had a similar bottom line, called 'legal' or something. We should have talked about this a few months ago?"

Kevin put down the spoon: "You know, there are many kinds of laws in this world. Statutes, case law, felonies, misdemeanors, public prosecutions, private prosecutions, and contract laws, and contract provisions that violate labor laws... When you talk about When it is 'legal', it is difficult for me to understand what the bottom line is without elaborating on your understanding."

I cleared my throat slightly: "Sorry." And picked up the water glass.

I almost subconsciously followed what he said, but luckily I stopped before the words came out.But the stage that can give me performance is limited to a small side, and it is difficult for me to turn over, so how can I control Kevin's rhythm in turn?

Swallowing the water, I asked, "Is it possible to change the conditions?"

Kevin stopped laughing: "I hate haggling."

I stared at him, unwilling to let go of any details: "The COO asked for this by name?"

"You have to know that we do things for people, provide a service, and get paid for labor. This is the nature of our work." Kevin said, "Sometimes information can be expensive enough to offset your compensation."

Seeing that I couldn't try the depth, I took a step back: "I'm sorry, Kevin, I didn't mean to offend. This is something I can't do, sorry for my limited ability."

He is messed up.

Even though it was only a momentary change, and Kevin hid it very well, I still noticed his rhythm being disrupted by me at that moment.

Who is asking for this data?Who can give orders to Miss Pender and Kevin at the same time?

But he quickly regained control of the home court.Kevin stared at me warningly for two or three seconds: "There's no negotiation. Are you in or out? I'll give you a few minutes to think about it."

consider?

I've been thinking about this matter for a week, and there's no reason to sharpen my guns before the battle?

But I still picked up the fork silently, raised it halfway, and then lowered it again as if I realized that I couldn't start.Rubbing the tablecloth with his hand, the tip of the fork just touched the goblet, making a loud noise.

I shook my hand again and put the fork away.

"I'm sorry." I apologized softly.Kevin's eyes are still sharp, and he can see that he is doing this on purpose to maintain pressure on me. I still pretend to be upset and can't calm down.

The big boss' explanation is very clear.Kevin was the best entry point, and in order to get him, I had to prove I was capable and easy for him to control.

Now is the time to show my meekness.

I pressed the napkin on my mouth three or four times, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice, "Can I ask one more question?"

Kevin glanced at me, still with a cold face, and nodded slightly.

"Do you believe in An Ning?"

He reacted very quickly, first he looked at me warningly, and after a while, he said, "You can trust me."

"And she agrees with you on the bottom line?"

"Yao."

He didn't speak after calling me.

I lowered my eyes, stopped approaching, and just said, "I'm having a small party at my house next weekend. Ning is one of my guests."

Kevin thought for less than a second: "Got it. Do you want to invite me?"

The suspicion hidden deep in my memory was confirmed in this way. I felt a heavy feeling for no reason, and said with a smile, "I think it's better if you're not here."

Regarding Jessica's matter, An Ning might not be so innocent.

But she doesn't lack anything, so why take the risk?

"That's fine. I don't want to be an uninvited guest." Kevin didn't look embarrassed at all, "So your bottom line is still very flexible."

I pretended to be all ears: "Really?"

Kevin's smile is not without irony: "Having a variable bottom line can always provide people with more choices. For example, you can use various methods, such as splitting steps or secretly changing concepts, to make things beyond the bottom line Things got to the bottom line."

I'm still condescending: "People generally call that meanness."

"I'd call it wise." Kevin looked at me.

After the dinner, we tacitly didn't mention where to go to chat for a while. Presumably Kevin didn't want to spend the weekend in intrigue with me.

I connected the recording pen to the adapter, put on the earphones, and confirmed today's recording effect on the mobile phone.Ms. Pender seemed to be still busy, walking along the Singapore River, listening to the mechanical replay of Kevin and I's exchange, and I felt a huge void in my heart.

At first, I only vaguely felt the beating of the viscera in my chest.

It was as if I was walking fast all of a sudden, and my blood was rushing under the spur of my heart. I felt my heart beat faster, and I pressed my hands on my neck, but I couldn't feel the change—then I thought it was panic.

But why am I panicking?

Emptiness has always been the first to appear in front of people in the form of "nothing".It seems that such a spacious and bright place was cleared up in the space of thoughts and memories, and it was temporarily vacant until more and more emotions came and settled in. The original residents crowded into a narrow group, and the vacant However, the place where it touches is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it becomes a seal within a seal, an unbreakable cage of air.

My pace is getting faster and faster.

How did I become such a person.

From the very beginning, I was calculating peace.Of course, I can kid myself, I can say I'm just counting her as a factor, I'm just thinking, I'm just in flux trying to explore the full picture of the dynamic, and she just happens to be part of the big picture... …

From the very beginning, I used her as a pawn.

Did An Ning surprise and disappoint me?Regardless of my status, whether I have the right to expect her or not, her advances and retreats and positions are only the choices of adults. If I don’t understand her, it’s better to ask me whether I understand myself.

The banks of the river were glowing white, as if the city's light pollution had ignited a river at night.In the hallucination of cold, fog and smoke seduce each other, which should have enough momentum to disturb people's hearts, but the heat makes me have nowhere to hide.The imaginary smoke evaporated and fled in all directions before it could gather. Cars broke through the air, and joggers circled to avoid me, with reflective warning tape tied to their arms, showing a bright color.

Where is the light coming from?

I take off my earphones.I was almost walking, running in a very unsightly way in high heels, as if I was running away.But I didn't run after all, I just walked fast, fast, like a single passerby who sometimes feels dangerous on the night road.

The situation of the third party is complicated, and it is too unrealistic to make simple changes to invalidate the data.Complicated changes, huge workload, and high risks, and the final recipients of this information may include people within the group. After checking it afterwards, I basically bid farewell to this stage.

How critical this data is, I couldn't be more clear in my position.What's more, it is very directional. Once it is leaked to the outside and an internal investigation is initiated, I am afraid it will take less than 3 minutes to lock it on me.Of course I can take some countermeasures: but if you ask me, I think it's just superfluous.

The night became so long for the first time, and I hesitated to take out the key at the door, as if I could deny the darkness of the room without opening the door.

I don't know how many times I have pulled out my phone.

She hasn't called me back yet.I'm afraid I can only drink the fish soup by myself.