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All the documents, including those that followed, were thrown into Zhenzhu's brain.

"Ah, it's solved. It's definitely faster to leave it to the company to handle."

(Zhenzhu: Who orchestrated the DDoS attack?)

“I’ve fixed it. Let’s transfer hers too,” Walter said, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

(Walter: It's okay, I'll understand.)

Xing had just taken the phone when it was damaged a second time.

I could vaguely see that the screen saver was a picture of Qiong lying on the bed. The picture flashed for a moment and then the phone shut down.

Xing held the phone, stunned for a moment, "Uncle Yang, are you sure you fixed it? Why isn't it working?"

"Did I misunderstand? I shouldn't be wrong, my line of thinking is correct."

At the same time—

"Listen carefully, friend. My ID number is... ****** ******* ******"

"Oh, you're in. The next step is just to throw the position at you... huh?"

Halfway through the operation, the phone screen suddenly went out, seemingly turning into a brick.

"Mimi, why is your phone acting up?"

"Partner... to use your words, it seems like a login from a different location."

Qiong was speechless. "Why would a phone have something like 'login from a different location'?"

"Because...this phone was retrieved from someone's past memories. This situation...means that someone else is also trying to retrieve someone else's phone."

Qiong: ?

"What do you mean someone else is trying to salvage your phone? It's like they're directly taking control. I don't believe an imposter can take it from the rightful owner like you."

"Buddy, maybe it's Uncle Yang doing the salvage. Should we cut it off directly?"

"Tch, Uncle Yang will understand. I've already given him the chairmanship. Why would he still want your investment department? Old people shouldn't be too greedy."

Upon hearing this, Sand Gold on the other end of the phone immediately sensed something was amiss. "Hiss...wait, friend, what do you mean the chairman gave it to him?"

"You don't know about the chairman's position in the company? That crappy position is full of documents! I went to the fishing area for 3 hours, and when I came back, oh my god, there were more than 30 documents. Luckily, my phone is durable, otherwise my old phone would have exploded long ago."

Sand Gold frowned. What was the Fishing Zone? He'd never heard of it. And where did the chairman get so many documents?

He usually receives very few documents, maybe a dozen or so a day at most. What on earth is this 30 documents? Did these people all report to higher authorities without authorization?

“Friend, listen to me. You must have made a mistake somewhere. In general, companies don’t have this kind of situation where reports are submitted to higher-ups without going through the proper channels, so theoretically, the higher the position, the fewer documents there should be.”

Upon hearing this, Qiong felt as if he were listening to celestial music, and his ears were temporarily cleared, but he chose to refuse.

His mind was sharp for a brief moment.

This gold dust is like a test taker who didn't read the question carefully. He already said that the company headquarters was completely bombed, so if the branches below didn't know, wouldn't they have to report it to higher levels as soon as the documents were thrown up?

Where did all these documents from lower-level departments come from?

"What do you mean by reporting directly to a higher level? What do you mean I made a mistake? Don't give me that nonsense, I don't understand it either. If you can't handle it, go and deal with it. It'll be done soon."

Sand Gold felt something was amiss. "Friend, you're going to lose money on this deal, and lose a lot of money. How can I compensate you? I've been thinking about it, and it seems like I can't afford to."

"I would be at a loss if I left this on Mimi's phone."

When the word "dismissed" appeared on Xi Lian's phone, Qiong immediately felt a sense of relief.

"Finally, the pot has been thrown out. Old Sha, the world is a long road, contact me if you need anything."

After Qiong hung up the phone, Sha Jin stared at his phone, which was malfunctioning and stuck in a rut, and fell into deep thought.

"Seriously, who works on their phone?"

An hour later, when he boarded the spaceship and connected his phone to the terminal, he discovered the biggest problem.

"Where are the people in the investment department, P36 and above? How come there are only a few expatriates left? What are these guys doing?"

Suddenly he realized the problem; Qiong's words, "The company is going to explode," kept echoing in his mind.

Now that's great, I have two buffs, and I can perform a sacrificial ceremony at my hometown, granting me boundless magical power.

He looked at his position again, which clearly showed "P49".

"The head of the investment department is P49? Then who is P50?"

Upon checking on the terminal, it was discovered that Pam and Walter had not enabled any privacy protection, and their names appeared directly in Sand Gold's sight.

"Walter Yang? Pam? Already verified? They're both P50s... What about Amber King?"

He felt he had to figure out how the company had become a shell company. The crucial point was that all his dear colleagues had disappeared. He was now the only one left in the entire strategic investment department; the rest were all branch office staff below P36.

"It seems... I'm the one who lost out."

Epilogue 9 (Bonus Chapter)

Star Train —

After hanging fish in the frying area for three hours, Master Bai returned to his car with a head full of questions.

His golden blood gave him a chilling killing intent as he met Ryusuke's gaze, who was sipping coffee.

"You are...?"

"You're also Himeko's passenger, right?" Ryusuke's hand holding the coffee trembled, clearly showing that his body was no match for Bai E's murderous aura that had wiped out the entire legion.

"Yes, so who are you, sir?"

“I am her father.”

"Oh, you're Himeko's father... No wonder you're drinking her coffee. I don't know if it's just me, but I've always felt that Himeko's coffee tastes a bit strange. It's more like some kind of fuel than a beverage?"

Bai Er felt it necessary to give a reminder, since the coffee did taste rather strange.

Ryusuke's expression changed. Where did this little black-hearted guy come from? Why is he criticizing his daughter's coffee right off the bat? "How could that be? This coffee smells quite nice to me."

He felt that there weren't any serious people on the bus: a gray-haired kid who was trying to pull him into the financial world, and a little black guy with white hair covered in gold paint.

He felt that neither of the two characters who had appeared so far were very serious, especially the white-haired little black guy in front of him.

He didn't know why his hands started trembling whenever he saw the little black boy, as if his body was terrified of something.

Bai E didn't pick up on any hidden meaning; he just figured that since this gentleman already claimed to be Himeko's father, he must be used to drinking this coffee.

He walked straight into the corridor, muttering to himself, "Perhaps I just can't get used to drinks from outer space."

After Bai E left, Ryusuke drank a cup of coffee that broke his heart. The coffee, which was liquid in his mouth, turned into a semi-solid the moment it went down his throat.

A burning, fiery force spread from his throat to every part of his body.

This familiar feeling of suffocation was just like the moment he was killed by that dice man once again.

"Uh...this coffee...Himeko...you still haven't forgiven your father?"

He had closed his eyes and collapsed onto the table.

......

Two-Phase Paradise —

"Hello, your voice is lagging. Who are you? Are you Zhenzhu? Is the cloud data filling your storage with old, expired company files? Is it because there are too many expired files that your voice system is lagging?"

"What does this have to do with me? It has nothing to do with me. Why are you calling to ask me?"

"What do you mean the IP address is mine? You've got it wrong. It must have been sent to you by your superiors. You can approve it yourself. What does your company's business have to do with me?"

"What? The head of the investment department is Sandstone? And Sandstone's position was given to him by my brother?"

"This has nothing to do with me. You should go find my brother, why are you looking for me? I don't know anything about this."

"What do you mean that just because you can't crack that cloud database, it proves that I built it? Isn't that robber thinking?"

"If you can't crack it, why don't you think about your own problems? How many times has the company firewall been breached? How long is the Star Core Hunter's jailbreak record? What are you doing taking this wild cloud database for?"

"Just abandon your three laws of mechanics and attack it directly. If you can't beat it, why are you calling me?"

“I’m telling you, the chairman is my Uncle Yang? You believe everything he says? Use your own thinking ability. As an independent android, you should have your own ability to think.”

"Don't say that. Independent androids will be liquidated by the company? The company's fate is uncertain right now, let alone liquidating you. Don't even think about it."

"This cloud database isn't mine. It must have been built by my Uncle Yang. My Uncle Yang is also involved in the internet industry, similar to EtherEdit. Maybe he's the one who created it."

"Our cooperation ended long ago, Ms. Zhu, goodbye."

Xing sighed. She had been kicking the ball around with Zhenzhu for more than 20 minutes. Zhenzhu's stammering voice sounded like the female lead in a certain type of movie.

"Luckily, I managed to fool Zhenzhu. Sigh, I calculated everything, except for IP addresses. And my brother's bizarre thought process."

Xing wasn't flustered at all. Even if Zhenzhu knew the truth, what could she do? Would she stagger over and beat her up, her steps faltering as she was held up by expired company documents?

She was simply making the company operate in the same old way.

Walter listened to the whole thing and said, "Is this how you, as an anonymous person, handle problems?"

Xing looked at Walter and felt that he might be a little unaccustomed to being separated from the documents for too long.

"Otherwise what? Uncle Yang, look at your age. Do you want to die from overwork? Did Sister Ji buy you medical insurance? Have you been separated from those miscellaneous documents for too long and are you feeling a little lonely and empty in life?"

"Do you want your life to be filled with an overwhelming workload?"

"This was originally an internal company matter, and it was Skywalker who messed it up. I don't know what my dad was doing with this super intelligent AI?"

"Ding--"

Xing picked up her phone and saw, "Dad's amazing! The main feature is 'call back as soon as your name is mentioned'."

Hua Wu: I created this super-intelligent AI just so it could approve documents, understand?

Xing: Well... you didn't tell me either.

Hua Wu: I thought you'd put your mind to it. Don't you even consider the company's environment? Why would I put such an all-powerful AI on a transport ship?

Xing: Based on your intelligence, Dad, I don't think you could come up with this.

Hua Wu: ?

Hua Wu: Right, right, I can't figure it out. I just randomly grabbed a few people from the Genius Club and refined them into Skywalkers, okay?