Lin Li couldn't make sense of it no matter how hard he thought.
Had his personal privacy really been exposed to this extent? Could this staff member also be the daughter of Baidu's vice president? Otherwise, how could she dox him in an instant?
Sigh. This information age really was terrifying.
Faced with Lin Li's complicated expression, Fu Miao said nothing and merely smiled.
Fuck. Even if Fu Miao were burned to ashes, she would still remember that ID.
After creating the Group Chat yesterday, she had @'d everyone early on and asked them to change their notes to their real name plus gender. Most people had cooperated and changed them immediately.
Only one person hadn't.
—Mr. "Meng Ji De Lei Ba."
No, no. Not a person.
After noticing this that morning, Fu Miao had hesitated for a long time before ultimately lacking the courage to @ that client privately in the group.
Because if she did, its nickname would once again appear conspicuously in that dead-silent Group Chat. It would be incredibly eye-catching, and might even end up right next to her own profile picture and nickname.
Just imagining that scene made her not dare imagine it.
So Fu Miao had simply let it be.
At first, Fu Miao had been wondering what kind of godlike person could possibly choose that ID, paired with a Famous Blade Meng Lei avatar.
She hadn't expected... it was this guy.
No wonder he looked like this and had such high stats, yet still needed to go on Blind Dates. Fu Miao suddenly found it perfectly reasonable.
This "Meng Ji De Lei Ba" felt like the kind of person who, upon hearing a woman say, "My Father passed away when he was fifty-eight," would slap his thigh and say, "Oh-ho~! Then all those