This person had a very good chance of becoming a Think Tank Candidate. If she passed all the assessments, she was even more likely to become a member of the Think Tank in the future.
Nobody else knew, but as the team leader, he did.
Sitting in the car, Xiang Xiaoyun was as quiet as a little cat.
Having read Xiang Xiaoyun's file, the team leader sitting beside her knew that she wasn't some gentle little cat, but a cunning little fox.
Who knew how many people Xiang Xiaoyun had tricked over the years?
Take the recent example: with not a penny to her name, Xiang Xiaoyun had nearly talked a huge crowd of people into crowdfunding a Space Shuttle.
At that very moment, Xiang Xiaoyun was already regretting getting into the car with them.
Especially when she saw that they had covered the car windows with black cloth, blocking her view of the outside. It made her feel terribly insecure.
Meanwhile, Candy Technology's official response had ordinary people fired up.
Candy Technology had said, "If you've got the money, we'll sell!"
The only problem everyone had to figure out now was who would hold the crowdfunding money and who would handle the operations.
As netizens frantically tagged Xiang Xiaoyun, she had no idea they were looking for her and asking questions. Her phone had already been confiscated.
After several hours without a response, the netizens sensed that something was off.
Something wasn't right. Internet Addict Girl's latest comment was still from five hours ago.
Had the girl gone missing?
The next morning, after finishing his morning exercise, Mo Jingchun lay on the sofa scrolling through Douyin. When he saw the trending topic, he froze.
The netizen who had suggested "crowdfunding" had gone missing?
Mo Jingchun raised an eyebrow.