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This extremely unsettling thought... made Lin Xian feel very uneasy.
He was uncertain.
Why he asked this question, what kind of answer he wanted to hear from Big Face Cat, whose name he wanted to hear.
Zhao Yingjun?
If Big Face Cat told him, now, 600 years in the future, in New Donghai City, the soaring Twin Towers Building, the headquarters of MX Company... was still Zhao Yingjun, still her... what would he think?
Lin Xian didn't know.
He had never imagined such an astonishing plot twist.
But on the other hand...
He felt that hearing Zhao Yingjun's name would be quite reasonable.
First.
MX Company was Zhao Yingjun's sole proprietorship, founded by her, grown by her, and that unique LOGO, unchanged to this day, might just be the best proof of her continued control over the company.
Secondly.
