Under one person: I will add money to become a layman, working from 9 to 5

Just after walking down two and a half steps, Ma Xianhong suddenly paused as if he had been electrocuted, and then he frowned.

Are they here again? Those things that suddenly flash by...

Ma Xianhong knocked his head, and there seemed to be a hint of pain on his expression.

For some reason, ever since he was rescued last time with the help of his sister Qu Tong, some memories would flash through his mind from time to time.

In those memory fragments, he seemed to have been caught by Nadutong once...

But Qu Tong told him that those memories were all false illusions. After being pulled out of Biyou Village by Nadutong, he stayed with Qu Tong to study the perfect self-cultivation furnace...

Is this really fake?

The memory images in my mind...could they be fake? Could they be deceptive?

Ma Xianhong asked himself this question in his heart.

Just as he asked the question, a male voice seemed to appear in his mind and whispered in his ear:

"Don't you know that your brain can sometimes deceive itself?"

"Besides, there are many talented people in the world of extraordinary people. Who knows, maybe there are some who have the ability to change other people's memories?"

Hearing this familiar yet strange voice, Ma Xianhong wanted to recall who said these two sentences and when, but he just couldn't remember...

The more he recalled, the more his head hurt, which made him hit his head harder.

"Don't think, take your medicine and have a good rest..."

At this moment, Qu Tong's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

This voice seemed to have a magical power that led his thoughts out of his memories...

"elder sister..."

Ma Xianhong turned his head and wanted to take a look at Qu Tong behind him.

But before he could see Qu Tong, his body seemed to be filled with lead. He fell on the steps with a plop and passed out.

"..."

Looking at the fallen Ma Xianhong, Qu Tong, who heard the noise and came over to take a look at the situation, had a somewhat gloomy expression on his face.

Ma Xianhong's condition is getting worse...

If this continues, there will be a complete collapse someday...

Qu Tong shook her head.

She had no better way to deal with Ma Xianhong now. His fragile soul could not withstand any more of her torment.

"Someone... take him back to rest."

"Yes."

After making arrangements with Ma Xianhong, Qu Tong returned to her office and thought about how to make an appointment with Zhou Fengliu.

She took out her cell phone and called Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Nadutong.

Soon, Zhao Fangxu picked up the call.

"Boss Zhao, it's me, I'm Qu Tong from Yaoxing Society..."

"President Qu, I know you are calling because of something." At this time, Zhao Fangxu was in his office in the Nadutong headquarters building, talking on the phone.

After hearing Qu Tong's answer, he was silent for a while, then he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with an extremely calm expression:

"You guys at Yaoxing Society are well-informed..."

"It's spread all over the circle, how could we in Yaoxing Society not know about it?" Qu Tong replied.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. Please contact him yourself."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao..."

The phone hangs up.

Qu Tong quickly made another call.

This call was first made to Zhou Fengliu.

"Is it Zhou Fengliu, Director Zhou?"

Hearing the words "Director Zhou" coming from the other end of the phone, Zhou Fengliu, who had just finished talking on the phone with Zhang Lingyu, raised his eyebrows slightly.

"you are?"

"I am Qu Tong, the president of Yaoxing Society..."

Zhou Fengliu was a little surprised when he heard the other party introduce himself.

Qu Tong, you actually dared to call him?

Isn't this Kun wishing the weasel a happy new year? Is he just being upset?

"Oh, President Qu, I know, I know. Why are you calling me so late? What's the matter?" Zhou Fengliu asked.

"It's like this, we at Yaoxing Society heard that you were recently promoted to the director of Nadutong, so we wanted to do a simple interview with you..."

"I have already asked Mr. Zhao about this matter in advance, so let's see when you are free."

Qu Tong also went straight to the point and invited Zhou Fengliu.

As the president of a private intelligence agency in the industry, using the name of an interview to build closer relationships... makes sense, right?

Qu Tong feels that most powerful people pursue nothing more than power and fame.

As long as it was an interview that was positive and helpful in establishing a positive image, she didn't believe Zhou Fengliu would refuse.

She was fantasizing that Zhou Fengliu would agree to it promptly, but who would have thought that the person on the other end of the phone would ask her a question in return after hearing what she said about the interview.

"An interview, that depends on your sincerity. Are you sincere enough?"

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's sincerity, Qu Tong replied: "Of course, we are very sincere."

(Silence lasting two seconds)

"Director Zhou?" Seeing that Zhou Fengliu did not respond, Qu Tong asked.

"Well, I think your sincerity is average. I've been very busy lately and I'm short on time. I'm afraid I don't have time to accept your interview."

Seeing that Qu Tong was not sincere enough, Zhou Fengliu chose to refuse.

"I'm hanging up first..."

"and many more..."

When Qu Tong heard Zhou Fengliu say that his sincerity was average, she realized that Zhou Fengliu was just waiting for her bargaining chip.

As the president of an intelligence agency, she had been involved in the upper class society, so she naturally knew what Zhou Fengliu meant by sincerity...

It's called sincerity, but it's actually about interests...

When Zhou Fengliu heard Qu Tong's sincerity, he did not accept it immediately.

Instead, he stroked his chin and thought about what Qu Tong was up to in asking him to meet her...

Is it a friendly signal of winning over?

It's best to...

If Qu Tong really wants to cause trouble, then this time he will be asking for trouble.

...

"President Qu is so sincere, so it's hard for me to refuse... How about this, let's arrange a time and place tomorrow..."

Hearing that Zhou Fengliu had finally accepted it, Qu Tong finally felt relieved.

"Okay, Director Zhou... then see you at Yaoxing Society tomorrow... I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Ok."

...

The phone was hung up again.

Qu Tong sat on the sofa in the office, thinking about the conversation she had just had with Zhou Fengliu.

After all, they are still young people, they don't know the depth of the water, and they can't grasp the temptation of power at all...

Just from this phone call, she could feel the "poor man suddenly rich" aura in Zhou Fengliu's words.

This unrestrained feeling is completely different from that of Zhao Fangxu and his gang of old foxes.

Also.

No matter how powerful he is, he is still a young man in his twenties, and his mentality cannot compare to those old guys...

Qu Tong felt that she could control Zhou Fengliu.

She is not afraid of Zhou Fengliu's strength, but she is afraid that Zhou Fengliu has no weaknesses...

And this illusion that allowed her to control the situation came from the weakness exposed by Zhou Fengliu.