"Unfortunately, I can't see it," Miss F said. "If you were me, what would you choose? On one side, there is someone I have known for several years. He once saved me. Now, he is my fiancé and our leader. On the other side, there is our enemy, Shengtang Morgan Group. They are doing everything they can to slander us."
"If you want, I can prove it to you," Zhang Heng said patiently.
"Are you going to ask the Shengtang Morgan employee in the car to come forward and convince me?"
"…"
"This is the first time I've seen a surprised expression on your face. Are you surprised that I know more than you think? I gave you a chance in the car to ask who he is."
"And I told you that he is a policeman I met on the second floor."
Miss F sighed. "If you want to convince a person to believe you, the best choice is to tell the truth from the beginning."
"I'm not surprised that you know more than I thought. I just didn't expect him to be so well-prepared. I have to admit that I underestimated him this time," Zhang Heng whispered. Zhang Heng whispered, "You will never reach the truth. All you can get is a different way of telling the story. Mr. G is indeed Baudrillard's best disciple. He has completely turned Baudrillard's theory into his own weapon. "
"Three minutes are up," Miss F looked at the time. "It seems that you haven't convinced me."
"Yes."
"But you don't have to worry. I won't leak what we said to a third person, including the identity of the guy in the car. In fact, Mr. G is not sure if Shengtang Morgan Group will send someone to the same floor as you."
"What's the condition?"
"The condition is that you have to keep an eye on him. Don't let him sow discord between us and Mr. G. When you see Mr. G later, hand the things to him. He has fulfilled the agreement between you and collected fifty shellac records for you. This is not an easy task. Even he has mobilized all the manpower he can, especially at this critical juncture. You should be satisfied that he can distract himself and complete such a task," Miss F said.
"I know there was a lot of unhappiness between the two of you before. He shouldn't have betrayed your previous agreement, so it's reasonable for you to be vigilant and hostile towards him. But this time, he did do everything he could and completed all of your requests without any discount, including the things that we tried to show you before in the hope that you can integrate into it and become one of us.
"However, you don't seem to be moved at all. Of course, this is your freedom, and I respect your freedom. This is also what I've been working hard to do. I hope that in the future, our kind can have the freedom to choose like you. But since you're so close to your goal, try not to complicate things."
"Is this a warning?"
"No, this is just a friend's advice," Miss F said, "It's getting late. We should get back on the road."
…
An hour later, the SUV arrived outside Mr. G's private garden.
After getting out of the car, Zhang Heng found that the gate of the garden was locked, and there was no one inside.
He then looked at another car parked outside the door and saw Director Zheng coming down from it, carrying a white metal box in his left hand and a black suitcase in his right.
He walked straight to Zhang Heng, nodded at him, then put down the white metal box and opened the suitcase in his right hand.
"Fifty shellac records. They are all here. You can count them," Director Zheng said.
"Don't bother." Zhang Heng took the suitcase. Anyway, he did not collect shellac records to listen to them, and the system would automatically help him calculate how many shellac records he had collected this time.
After receiving a notification that his game score had increased by 500 points, Zhang Heng took out a metal rod about the size of a finger from his arms and handed it to Director Zheng. The latter took a look at the contents inside and opened the metal box on the ground. It turned out to be a drone.
Director Zheng carefully placed the metal rod into the belly of the drone.
Zhang Heng asked, "Where is Mr. G? Didn't he come?"
"Yes, he values you very much, and his intention to recruit you has never changed. However, you don't seem to want to participate in our business. In this case, Mr. G seems to have no reason to contact you anymore. Anyway, I can complete the transaction with you. Oh, by the way …"
While Director Zheng was talking, Zhang Heng received another notification on his wristband.
Zhang Heng clicked on it and saw that his account had just received a transfer of three million credits.
"Although your shellac records are difficult to find, the value of the items you gave us is too low. So, this three million is an extra gift from Mr. G to you. It is also a compensation for unilaterally tearing up the cooperation agreement last time. Please be sure to accept it."
After Director Zheng finished speaking, he activated the drone, took half a step back, and watched it rise into the air. It flew into the distance until it became smaller and smaller, disappearing behind a building in the distance.
"At least our cooperation this time went quite smoothly, right?" Director Zheng smiled. "I will leave the car over there for you. You can go wherever you want after this. We have to go back to our business."
After saying that, Director Zheng followed the others into the SUV that brought Zhang Heng and Qiu Ming, leaving the two of them in the same place.
Miss F also took one last look at Zhang Heng. Her expression was a little complicated. She opened her mouth and finally spat out two words, "Take care." After that, she also got into the car.
Half a minute later, only Zhang Heng and Qiu Ming were left outside the garden.
After a while, the latter was the first to break the silence. "So, our business on the first level is over."
Zhang Heng did not answer the question. Instead, he said, "You lied to me."
"I lied to you? When?" Qiu Ming was a little baffled.
"Mr. G's spy in Shengtang Morgan isn't you at all. It's someone else."
"How is that possible? I've been secretly sending him messages all these years." Qiu Ming looked incredulous. "Why do you say that?"
"After I held you hostage, you didn't contact him again, did you?"
"That's right." Qiu Ming nodded affirmatively.
"But he knows that you're with me," Zhang Heng said, "so he confessed to the others that he's Shengtang Morgan's man in advance."
"He told the others the truth?" Qiu Ming's eyes widened.
"No, it's just a small part of the truth, but it's enough to prove his innocence. In addition, he guessed that I would bring you to the first level in advance, which further reduced the authenticity of my words."
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