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Miss Pender's whole body was extremely pale, like glass dropped to the ground.

She seemed to have her heart broken.My tears flowed again, and I looked at her: "Do you think I can't solve my own predicament?"

She just shook her head: "I don't want you to be sad. I respect you..."

"This way of treating people is not respect." I rubbed my chest and took deep breaths, but I had more energy than I could, "I can understand that you have your work to deal with. Our positions are not the same, it is because of balance , we set up a restricted area. You...you first let me lower my guard, then interfered with me, and did my work for me—”

"No, Yao, I..."

I looked at her: "You try to put me where you think it's safe, because you have more information than me, and your position is higher than mine. You protect me, don't you?"

Miss Pan De's lips parted slightly, and she didn't make a sound for a long while.Her eyelashes drive away sadness, and her tears run overnight along her cheeks.

Flee to the depths that no one knows.

And I struggled back and forth in the depths.

I can't care about my embarrassment anymore, but I can't bear to press her again.Even I don't know which one I'm afraid of, whether it's her sad face or the accusation that I will eventually fail.But I couldn't convince myself to turn around and leave. I had to confess myself, as if I had to, as if a sharp knife had turned into my hands, and she and I had to sacrifice one.

"As I said just now, we represent two different companies." I lowered my head, feebly flattening the sharp parts of my words, but found myself unable to do so, "And the way you protect me... I'd say that's actually closer to an 'arrangement.' You're arranging me, Sonia, do you know what the difference is?"

She got out of bed, picked up a pair of loose cotton silk trousers and put them on.Miss Pender no longer shared my vision in the same direction, but she was still vulnerable and unarmed.

The difference is that she handed me her knife, and then went straight to the kill.

Miss Pender sat down on the armchair beside the bed.She looked at me, listened attentively, and calmed down a lot.

I don't know how much hypocrisy there is in this calmness, how much it owes me.

At least this is not a cruel communication.

"I hope you can respect my wisdom and believe that I have the ability to make appropriate judgments. If I have insufficient information, you will provide information; if I have no confidence, you will be my confidence. Limited by our position and contract, I Understand, there are many things that you can't even give me hints, but at least you can choose not to confuse me.

"I'm an adult, not a child. What I need is support, what I need is freedom—to take a step back, if my intelligence cannot be trusted, then at least you should try to understand my personality. A person has the right to make choices, has The right to face the truth, the right to challenge his own destiny. If the price of success is to be dominated," I looked at her, "then I'd rather have nothing."

She nodded with sad eyes: "I'm really sorry."

"You must see difficulties that I don't." I raised my eyebrows. "But I'm still angry, really angry. What I said must sound harsh, and I don't want to disappoint you-but Just thinking about it and just starting to feel remorse made me even angrier. I was really, really surprised by what you did and I'm sorry that my true feelings hurt your feelings because at the same time, I didn't want to lie to you .”

"Frankly," Miss Pender said, her thin layer of composure collapsed. "Frankly, I'm a little sad. Can I feel sad?"

My fists were clenched, and all I could think about was go and hug her.I nodded: "Of course."

But I also have to respect her courage.

"Thank you." Her voice was very soft.

This thank you made my heart hurt for no reason.It seems that I have survived the long night, but there is something running around in the nerves between my ribs, and my tired heart bears the heavy hammer of reality again and again.

After thanking her almost silently, she perked up instead.I had to marvel at her cleverness. At this time, Miss Pender had obviously digested everything I had revealed: what caused my emotions, and the overwhelming emotions.

She leaned forward and looked up at me: "Did you meet Ruijie in private through someone's recommendation recently?"

"Kevin introduced it." I nodded slightly, "Just today."

"He said he was asking for information from a third party?"

"Kevin hinted to me that our COO is going to take over as CEO of the subsidiary..." I said this as fast as I normally would, but paid full attention to her reaction, "and he's already working for him."

Miss Pender was impeccable, as if she had no idea of ​​Kevin's real ambitions - I frowned slightly.

Does she really not know or is she pretending not to know?

"Listen, Yao," Miss Pan De took a breath and seemed to hesitate for a moment, "Your group does have its own preliminary judgment on the candidate for the CEO of the subsidiary company. Ruijie and I have met three times outside the company. It's not just the two of us. You know what I mean?"

The fact that the COO is the "Prince" is confirmed by her.I nodded, motioning for her to continue.

"But I don't have any sort of partnership with him. As for Kevin..." She looked at me for a moment.

I understood her embarrassment, and shook my head slightly: "It's okay."

We were relatively silent for a while.

Speaking of which, the situation is already very clear, the COO has unilaterally become Kevin's gun, and Kevin's and I's real identities are more complicated than the other party estimated.

If what Kevin said about the invisible hand is true... Miss Pender wants to put me in a "safe" position, so it's logical.

The question is, is she a member of that hand?

Is she really hiding behind the scenes and contributing to this?

I found that I was too afraid to ask—I looked at her.

But I shouldn't be so cowardly, I must be worthy of Miss Pender's courage.

I immediately said: "Kevin wants Ruijie to be the CEO of the subsidiary."

She looked up at me, and was obviously not surprised to be lost in thought again at once.Miss Pender knew it.

She knows it!

My brain is running fast. If she knows about this matter, she must also know Kevin's Li Daitao's stiff strategy.I'm afraid Kevin didn't mention the plan of borrowing me to "replace the dynasty" with Ms. Pan De, which means that the two are separate, either Miss Pan De is not responsible for the resignation of the boss, or Kevin still has some secret activities , even Miss Pender kept it hidden from him——is his network in the group or outside?

I squinted my eyes. In terms of the company, the founder faction is not the only one. The group should not plan to use such a dirty method, which is costly and risky. This is more like a wild way.

But if Miss Pan De didn't participate in this matter, how would she know about Kevin's ambition?

Not to mention the indistinguishable history related to the company next door...

I asked again, "Does Kevin know you want me to be CEO?"

Miss Pender lowered her eyes and shook her head.

After a while, she asked, "Do you want to be the CEO of the new company?"

I didn't answer immediately.

Standing in the position of a leader to manage a large Internet company, not to mention fame and fortune, this position itself is very attractive to me.However, my experience is obviously insufficient. I have never handled affairs at such a high level before, and my prediction of the industry must not be as good as that of the big boss.Assuming that we don’t talk about those extraneous possessions and only talk about the sense of accomplishment, I feel that being a CEO may not be as good as achieving achievements in my own specialized field.

Moreover, the position of CEO of the subsidiary company is not as safe as Miss Pan De imagined.

——Whether there is such a subsidiary company is still open to debate.

If I get even a little bit of luck...

I think back on the deluge of information I received in one day today.Someone outside is watching us and preparing for a sniper battle, and the composition of the company's shareholders is complicated.In the face of a national crisis, what is feared is internal and external troubles, but as long as all the strength is directed to one place and broken one by one, what is there to be difficult?

A jackal broke the arrow, recorded in "Wei Shu".People 500 years ago knew the truth that everyone gathers firewood and makes flames taller, but what about today?It's just that the fragile arrow shaft is a dead thing after all, but the company's force is torn apart, and it can't be twisted into the same strand.No matter how the big boss delegates power, and how much Kevin is willing to value me, I have no way of knowing the situation of the group.

Zhuge Liang has the east wind, because he understands weather observation.

I don't know the grains, and I don't look at the weather forecast. Where can I wait for my east wind?

Miss Pan De was still looking at me, and when I came back to my senses, there was a little inquiry in her eyes.

I couldn't say no to it.

I was desperate and was about to starve to death on Mount Mian.

"About our agreement," I took a breath, "About our agreement not to use our personal relationship to obtain information directly or indirectly..."

She nodded: "I'm listening."

I was silent for a long time again.It's really humiliating, but I can't accept being a fledgling under Miss Pender's protection/protection/umbrella.

I check my bottom line.

What am I after all?

Miss Pender stood up suddenly.I didn't expect her to approach me before the evening's conversation was over, but her steps were also hesitant, and she wasn't sure if I was still angry.

Miss Pender sat down at last, and put her arm around my shoulder.Like a mean person, I relax because of her touch and reassurance.

"Can I violate this agreement once?" I raised my head.

"Are you okay?" She gently touched me as if she was approaching some kind of treasure, "How can I help you?"

She is pampering me.

"I want to know why the group is targeting the big boss." I asked while spurning myself, "I want to know why the company must be reorganized. Who is the opposite of the big boss?"