The Unrivaled Master of Folk Black Technology
Chapter 52

What Is the Next Generation?

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(Thanks to Zijin Shenzhu for the monthly ticket.)

As Weixi mentioned these five people, she simultaneously moved the photos of the other thirteen to the screens on either side and enlarged the portraits of these five on the center screen.

Li Zhou studied the faces on the screen one by one, resting his chin in his hands as he pondered.

He was not at all surprised that someone would take advantage of the crowds and confusion at the product launch to probe Future Technology. Especially since the bottom ten floors of Future Technology Building were places even company employees could not reach, much less understand. The more mysterious something was, the more people wanted to dig deeper into it.

The corners of Li Zhou's lips curled upward. For some reason, he suddenly felt like setting a trap for people.

And the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

"Old Zhou, pull back the brothers stationed in the first-floor elevator lobby. Leave just one person there. Then quietly have twenty brothers wait in the -1F monitoring room and listen for my instructions."

Zhou Song raised an eyebrow, then replied without showing any reaction, "All right, Boss."

Having stayed by Li Zhou's side all this time, Zhou Song did not know what Weixi had told his boss through the earpiece. But judging from the photos on the computer screen and his boss's wicked grin, he could roughly guess that his boss was digging a pit for someone to fall into.

For this kind of "mutually willing" affair, Zhou Song could only say that everyone was "made for each other." All that remained was for them to "hit it off."

Zhou Song walked into the tea room beside the office and pressed the headset microphone hanging from his ear.

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