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Du Jue looked down at this guy with a forced smile. You could tell from the card room that Obito was really putting his heart into running the company, but his approach was completely in the urban style.
As for whether the other party has transferred assets, the answer can be found without using empty commands.
Ogiban wasn't deterred by Du Jue's cold expression at all. Instead, he looked at Yuri, Hokoshaw, and Shamisen with a sudden realization, "You all go play somewhere else! Don't interfere with our discussion of top company secrets!"
Having been completely familiar with Oomaru's style, Shamisen reached out and invited the two to rest in the living area for a while.
"Why are you yelling? Those are my bodyguards and secretary. How can I leave the house if something happens to them?"
Turning his head back to the tail, Du Jue instructed Shamisen, "Have them go through the onboarding process."
pat.
As soon as the door closed, Wei Ban eagerly reached out and began rummaging around. "Stop dawdling! Where did you hide it? Judging from how lightly you came back, you definitely didn't bring the actual item. Did you bring a chip with core technology?"
To avoid feeling like this thing was crawling all over him like a giant hamster, he simply picked it up.
"Did you memorize it? Are you sure you can remember all of such important technology?"
After thoroughly checking his pockets, Oomara looked at his hands suspiciously. "Stop keeping me in suspense, okay?"
Du Juecai wouldn't indulge her. "Is Brandon still in charge of the Urban Girl live stream?"
"Oh, Du Jue, just tell me first! I'm so anxious!"
Unconcerned about saving face, Wei Ban even feigned pitifulness, saying, "Don't worry, this place is airtight, and our secret will never be revealed!"
Angela: No, I think you might need personal privacy, and the library's work isn't urgent.
Might as well be like this.
After this, I will cut off contact to avoid disturbing your life. What I mean by a secret is, I think, something private that I don't want others to know.
When you have free time, just call me and I'll invite you to the library. That way, we can work efficiently. What do you think?
[Gabriel: Separating work and life is indeed important; otherwise, it's easy to blur the boundaries, just like the difference between human emotion and reason.]
"Well, let's do this."
Du Jue also felt that it was strange to have a group of people watching him all day, and he was currently busy dealing with the Light Seed Source, so he really didn't have time to deal with the Light Seed.
Tail Stigmata, however, keenly sensed something amiss. "Du Jue, who are you talking to? Is this related to Singularity technology? Do we need to capture those monsters called Anomalies? Is the cost of replicating this technology high?"
"Alright, why do you care so much? Anyway, I care more about making the company a world leader than you do."
Do not put the tail spot back on the ground. "Take me to Brandon's live broadcast."
Upon hearing this, the tail-like creature nodded, then became furious and embarrassed, "You bastard, Du Ju! Don't you dare lift me up next time!"
"I hate people who discriminate based on their height!"
Oobana grumbled as she straightened her long, wavy, emerald-green hair, but caught a glimpse of Du Jue deliberately looking down at the top of her head.
I will endure!
She gritted her teeth and held back her anger, then led the way, saying, "Let's go."
Bang.
The EMOJI team members, with crying expressions, opened a huge live broadcast room.
To avoid being able to see the spacious, high platform in the center of the room, and the cameras that surround it like a barrage of long guns and short cannons, just standing on the edge gives you a suffocating sense of tension, as if you are being watched by countless people.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the realistic urban girl doll.
"Kid, you haven't even memorized the first rule of the EMOJI code?"
The sudden appearance of the shamisen blocked the crying expression that lingered.
Still watching the city girl's crying expression, he quickly lowered his head and left the room. "Emojis have no emotions, they only convey."
"Move into the confessional room for three days."
The shamisen mercilessly commands the remaining expressions.
Du Jue watched in bewilderment as the crying expression was silently taken away. "What's going on?"
"It's nothing, Boss. It's just basic corporate military training, nothing cruel or torture-like."
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Chapter 302 The Leather Suit.
Only the live broadcast room of the three people was left.
"That's right. I won't explain the specific principle, but as long as I integrate it into an urban girl doll, then that thing will be able to, uh... come to life, and the urbanites' love for it will turn into endorphins and bitterness."
The author briefly explained the prohibition of holding the Light Seed Source Block.
Having finally caught the keyword "endorphin," Wei Ban breathed a sigh of relief. "Stop talking. From now on, we're on the same side. Du Jue is absolutely fantastic!"
"You said that to the chief too, didn't you?"
Having easily grasped the essence of the tail bandage, Du Jue had completely understood her thoughts. Rather than selling this intelligence and technology, the other party would undoubtedly seize this unique opportunity to become the founder of Wing.
Although such super opportunists can be troublesome at times, they are absolutely unlikely to betray you in this situation, unless you stop being as unrestrained as the chief.
Wei Ban immediately looked up at Du Jue and assured him, "But Du Jue, you're different! If you succeed, you'll never have to work again. I can't think of anything more tempting than becoming the leader!"
"No! How could this be? How could this happen?!"
Brandon, who looked like a city girl, stared in horror at the cube in Du Jue's hand, as if it were a monstrous flood.
Du Jue thought Brandon was worried that he was going to use him as fusion material, so he quickly explained, "Don't worry, Brandon, this thing is for the urban girl doll."
These words terrified Brandon even more. "But! But?! I've been playing the role of a city girl for so long, what if there's a problem?"
"It's okay. If there's a difference in image, we can just do more marketing."
Ogiban spoke with great pleasure; she couldn't stop laughing just seeing Du Jue.
Just thinking about being able to retire leisurely in the future, Weiban wished he could enshrine Dujue. He had never had such a wonderful start!
"What about me?! I know I have this job because of you, Boss, but all my meaning lies in this. Does this mean I'm being fired?!"
Brandon, dressed in brightly colored clothes, suddenly burst into tears.
Frowning at Brandon, Du Jue finally understood what she was afraid of. Just as he was about to comfort her, he noticed that she had hugged his leg.
"If you must replace me, please integrate me into it as well."
Brandon cried out resolutely, "With my memories, City Girl might be better, no! More perfect, no! She's perfect and doesn't need anything!"
Hey!
This guy's gone crazy from livestreaming!
"Brandon, wake up! You are you. If you lose this job, I'll find you another one. Cheer up!"
Du Jue hurriedly helped Brandon up, but after seeing the city girl's striking resemblance to himself, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
He easily pulled Brandon up, noticing that while the other's skin and clothing seemed to be connected, they felt as hard as steel when he squeezed them.
"Then I don't want myself anymore, okay?"
Brandon pleaded in anguish, "I don't want her anymore! But without her I am nothing, my life is over..."
The woman standing next to her felt a pang of pity. After all, Brandon was a model employee who worked around the clock, and her dedication was unparalleled in her life. "No way," she said, "it's just a position. Let her have it."
"Absolutely not!"
Instead of harshly rebuking them, he said, "This technology will solidify the minds of living beings, and as a transformation center, it will have to accept a lot of emotions. Putting people in there will only lead to eternal torture! There's nothing more to say!"
"Yes! BOSS!"
Ootspot immediately abandoned any slight sympathy, frowned at Brandon, and urged, "Sorry, employee, you can take a break now. The company hereby announces the removal of your suit."
What kind of leather case?
Immediately, Du Jue saw Brandon's skin and brightly colored clothes swell up, then suddenly shrivel up, turning his previously pretty and cute image into skin and bones.
"Tail Stigmata! What are you doing?!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Ban quickly smiled apologetically: "This urban taboo requires that cyborgs not resemble humans, so the company took a shortcut and prepared a skeleton cyborg for Brandon."
The next moment, the fur clothing fell off like a skirt, revealing a cyborg resembling a stick figure.
"I...I'm dead."
Brandon's smooth, metallic head drooped in shock. "Ouch! My skin is peeling off!"
Staring dumbfounded at Brandon, who was clutching him and groaning, Du Jue hurriedly questioned Wei Ban, "Didn't you say this was just a suit?!"
"Um, BOSS, she just has delusions and thinks those exquisite leather suits are her own flesh and blood, so the company will extend the replacement time as much as possible to take care of her feelings."
Noticing that Du Jue's expression was not good, Wei Ban quickly said, "The company checks her personality chip every day, there's no problem."
Du Jue lifted Brandon up and watched as he scratched his body and screamed in agony, just like a real person. The nimble mechanical arms scraped against the metal surface, making a rustling sound, like a witch being tortured in fire.
If there is a difference between the two, the witch was killed by the gaze of others, while Brandon harmed himself because of the gaze of others.
Despite being just a steel-white skeletal cybernetic body, it sent chills down Du Jue's spine, and even made him sweat.
"They're still doing a live stream like this?!"
Du Jue took a deep breath and looked at Wei Ban, causing the other party to immediately raise his hands innocently.
"Wasn't this your plan?!"
Ooban looked aggrieved. "I just like to speculate, but I can't change your decision! I'm still waiting for you to come back. I'm taking good care of your sister and those orphans!"
"Holy shit! This is really my decision, can't you guys just be normal?!"
Upon hearing this, Du Jue kicked Wei Ban to the ground, shouting, "Can't you tell she's not normal?!"
Clutching its belly, Tail Spot couldn't help but retort, "What's wrong with this?! Are you the one with the problem?!"
"She was working well, and everyone was happy. Now look, she herself doesn't want to take a break and switch jobs. How can you blame me for that?! Now I'm asking her to remove the protective suit, isn't that your order?!"
Ooban struggled to his feet and roared, "Du Jue! Wanting to find your own value in the city is perfectly normal! You can't disappear for months and then come back and blame everything on me!"
However, she immediately rubbed her numb cheeks and gave a polite smile. "Of course, you can continue if you want. That's probably one of my values in the company, and I fully accept it!"
"Fuck! Get out!"
Seeing Ogiban's sincere smile, Du Jue became even more furious.
"Yes! BOSS!"
Ooban left briskly, not forgetting to turn back and say, "Boss, I'm right at the door. Call me if you need anything."
"Don't bother me right now!"
Bang.
Wei Ban came out and closed the door to the live broadcast room.
Shamisen, who was standing with his arms crossed at the entrance of the live broadcast room, turned around and saw Obito's disheveled appearance. "Oh, your fetish is really weird. You like being beaten up."
"Shut up, security!"
Ooban rolled his eyes at the guy. "I'm in a good mood today, so I won't hold it against you. Anyway, I'm happy that he hit me."
The remaining EMOJI team members on duty seemed not to hear anything and kept their eyes fixed ahead.
"By the way, do you know about those beastmen in the sewers lately? My team members said they've encountered them several times on missions. Should we wipe them out?"
Shamisen inwardly scoffed at Omon, "The boss just said he wanted to turn the place into a card and mahjong parlor."
Ooma frowned. "How dare you! This kind of thing should be decided by the supreme BOSS of Smile Company. If you say another word, I'll cripple you!"
"Fuck me!"
Shamisen changed its expression to that of a sweating soybean and raised its mechanical middle finger at Oo Madara, saying, "In terms of seniority, I was the first to join the BOSS's ranks, so you'd better step back."
Mentioning this, Obito immediately became displeased, "Isn't it because you're too useless? I spent a lot of money to arm you before, and you still managed to get into my house and get killed instantly. But... good riddance!"
"Hehe, then why did you come out like this?"
Shamisen sneered.
Wei Ban rubbed his belly. "Do you understand the concept of romance? Oh, you really don't. Also, company taboo—absolutely no one is allowed to inquire about anything related to the live broadcast room."
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