In a highly secure room, & was furiously yelling at the man on the screen, "I told you! Sun Jack isn't easy to deal with! You insisted on assassinating him prematurely! Now that the assassination has failed, you're taking full responsibility!"
"What do you mean, I have to take full responsibility? You knew about the plan too!" The man, half of whose face was mechanical, was clearly very dissatisfied with &'s words.
& let out a cold snort, crossed his arms, and leaned back, "Really? I don't remember ever saying such a thing."
"& Song Ling, you fucking liar! You're talking bullshit with your eyes open!! I heard it myself. You said it!" The other party quickly started to check the videos, only to be shocked to find that the evidence they had left behind was deleted by a hacker!
Seeing this, their hands and feet turned ice-cold as if the sky had fallen; they knew that the blame for the failure of the plan would fall entirely on them.
Hearing the other's infuriated roar, & secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, I've managed to shift the blame."
"I don't have time for your bullshit. When I get back, I need to see your report on the failed plan. If you think you can pin the blame on me, then you're sorely mistaken!" With that, & cut off the communication.
As she hung up the call, the room's lighting shifted from cold to warm tones, and soft background music began to play.
"Fuck, that Sun Jack sure is good at hiding, huh? Do you think you'll be fine just by hiding? You're underestimating FFP!"
Sensing his owner's mood, the assistant, a handsome android, promptly came up behind & and began to gently stroke his head.
As & was enjoying the premium massage service from the customized AI robot, the doorbell rang.
"You may leave," & waved his hand.
The customized robot nodded, slid under the business chair, lifted the skirt, and ducked its head underneath.
"Boss." Number 43 straightened up, wearing a promotional suit, and looked at the woman he admired with the utmost respect.
Taking a deep breath, & spoke after a pause, "Number 43, in the company, not many can ascend the ranks as quickly as you. Under normal circumstances, even after working for a hundred years, you wouldn't reach the position you're in now. To grant you this position, I've used up quite a few connections and resources."
"Thank you, BOSS, for your support!" Number 43 bowed deeply.
"Support? Heh, there are plenty who are more talented and have higher emotional intelligence than you in the company. Why do you think I would support you?"
After pondering for a moment, Number 43 immediately replied, "Because I hold a grudge against Sun Jack! I will do everything in my power to take revenge on Sun Jack, which fully aligns with the company's interests!"
However, & was very dissatisfied with Number 43's answer and said nothing, just stood there looking at him coldly.
Sweating profusely under her gaze, Number 43 didn't know what exactly he had said wrong. In this critical moment, he quickly downloaded a business AI from the network.
Soon, the system's business AI advised him, "You've made a critical mistake. The company is one thing, personal matters are another. She called you to such a secluded place for a reason. She wants you to think from her perspective, not the company's. Even if the company prospers, it doesn't benefit her at all."
"What she meant earlier was that by promoting you, you are granted the power to use all of FFP's resources for your revenge, which is an advantage for you. But the price is, if anything goes wrong in the future, you must bear all the blame. Moreover, if you kill Sun Jack, all the credit will go to her."
"If you can't agree to these terms, then you'll lose this rare chance for revenge and the opportunity to turn your fortunes around."
After hearing the AI's explanation, Number 43 suddenly had an epiphany. "Rest assured, I will absolutely think what the boss thinks and act on the boss's wishes. I'll put work first and never consider personal gain!"
When & heard Number 43's response, her expression gradually brightened. "Good, I knew from the first glance that you have great potential. Otherwise, why would I break the rules to let you join FFP? Do you know how hard it is to get a job at FFP? People outside are willing to do anything to join."
"Thank you, BOSS, for your support!"
"Go, be bold and do your job. I like the energy of the youth, and I believe that you will have a promising future at FFP!"
After Number 43 left the room, his back was drenched in sweat. He couldn't afford to miss this opportunity, absolutely couldn't.
Without FFP, he would never be able to take his revenge on Sun Jack.
With a "ding," when Number 43 saw his level upgraded directly from N5 to N3, and more command privileges were opened to him by the company, his mood surged with excitement.
From this moment on, he was no longer just a nobody; he now had the power to take his revenge!
As he arrived at his residence, ecstatic, he saw a perfectly shaped female robot in his room, using a cleaning device extended from its wrist to dust off the thin layer of ash on Hopelily's portrait.
"Get out!" Number 43 immediately flew into a rage, his wrist shooting out flames as he slammed a fiery punch into the intruder, pinning them against the wall.
After ensuring that Hopelily's portrait was undamaged, he glared at the robot with a devouring gaze. "Who the hell are you?"
The figure stepped down from the wall and said in a gentle voice, "Please do not worry, I am a W112 model corporate custom robot. You may call me Jina. An N2-level employee automatically receives one of us to assist with their work."
"I don't want it, get out!"
"Actually, it seems you do need one. Based on your conversations and micro-expressions, your mental state isn't very good, and you need some psychological treatment services. Luckily, I have this module installed in my software."
"I don't... need... it!" Number 43 said through clenched teeth.
The robot's face rapidly shifted, ultimately taking the form of Hopelily, smiling at him.
Number 43's eyes widened as he saw his girlfriend brought to life, approaching him and wrapping her arms around him.
When he faintly smelled her scent, identical to Hopelily's, he nearly lost himself.
But as she moved to take the next step, Number 43 reached out and stopped her. "No, you're not her. Hopelily is more than just a face to me."
"Do you know what it feels like to be recognized for the first time in your life for someone who has been a failure forever?"