This sudden greeting text message made Gray Farmal's heart beat half a beat slower.

Just a few words were enough to remind him of many things.

For example, in the process of single-handedly promoting Medell from a section chief to the director of the external department of Yungang Biopharmaceutical, because of her position, her stay in the second district is getting shorter and shorter, but occasionally in such afternoons, they will still take the elevator downstairs together, walk into the company's internal café, sit down and use the rare time to talk about work, life, and faith in the company.

However, he couldn't think of how Madele had survived the pursuit of the search team with her almost scrapped body.

"Medel, you're still alive?"

After a long silence, Gray tentatively replied to the message.

I don't know if it's his delusion, the office suddenly became cold, and this chill is different from the decrease in temperature, but comes from the depths of the heart.

For the unknown, or rather for the fear of a ghost.

But he still confirmed the identity of the other party in the first place, and no member of the council would greet him in such an almost frivolous tone.

However, a full ten minutes have passed since this message was sent, and there is still no response, which makes Gray change from initial panic to anxiety, his inner struggle and conflict, he is afraid that Maydell will really come back from the dead, but he can't help but want to make contact, because ......

If the rumors of the Lord of Pollution, Medell, are true, then he may be able to obtain first-hand information about the Void from the other party.

This is an important breakthrough for the company.

……

"You don't reply to messages?"

On the other side, Bai Zhu looked at Medell, who had been in a good time, and she just crossed Erlang's legs, flipping through the noon news of today's 17th district, and didn't seem to reply to Gray at all.

"Hang him first."

"When you have something you really want to figure out and you don't get a response, your mindset changes, like a kitten scratching it, and the longer that feeling lasts, the more it affects your judgment." ”

Bai Zhu knew that she had heard the same theory not long ago, so she said in an affirmative tone, "You are in KFC him." ”

This sentence suddenly made Medell's face stiffen, and all her calmness was broken, "Sister, this is called PUA, where did you hear about KFC?" ”

She never dreamed that Bai Zhu, who had always pursued rigor, would one day say such outrageous terms in a serious tone.

"Song Lan said."

Bai Zhu also showed a confused expression, "I met him in the common room that day, and I happened to talk about this topic, and he also charged me 50 watts as a tuition fee. ”

She didn't know much about the bits and pieces of these interpersonal interactions, she spent the first half of her life in research facilities, dealing with formulas and virtual data every day, in the world of the Internet, personal emotions were insignificant, and there was no need for interaction, all the needs of her personal life would be solved by the Sixth Neutral and assistants.

When she arrived in District 17, it was not much different from working in another place, and the problems outside of work would be properly handled by the swarm and the law enforcement department, and she didn't need to worry about it extra.

As someone who never leaves research unless necessary, it's still quite new to hear about some interpersonal topics once in a while.

"It's very common office politics."

Medell didn't know what KFC was, and she didn't want to dwell too long on this new term that popped up out of thin air, "From a psychological point of view, this way helps to strengthen the obedience of subordinates, and maintain a high degree of consistency with you, in the daily operation of the company, it does not require too many unnecessary ideas from middle and low-level employees." ”

Whether it's office politics or corporate supremacist beliefs, the ultimate goal is to get employees to work for the company loyally.

"It's so profound, it's good that I haven't worked in a big company."

Bai Zhu lamented that neither the overly open personal style nor the intriguing office politics were suitable for people like her who wanted to concentrate on research.

"That's a shame, the company actually likes employees like you the most."

While the two were talking, a message came over.

"Where are you?" Have you ever seen wind chimes in private? What is your purpose?'

As a member of the core management of Yungang Biopharmaceutical, he should not have too many personal emotions, but it seems that the reality of the void and the resurrection of the dead has brought him too much mental pressure.

Maydell still didn't reply, she just pursed her lips and flipped through the lunch news again.

The other side.

Gray Famar was in silence, he stared at the screen of his phone that had gone black again for a long time, and the emotions surging in his heart gradually calmed down a little.

Calm down, calm down!

Maybe he was overthinking, and the other party might just be a boring hacker under the guise of Medell.

Looking at his successive questions, he regretted it a little, and his impatient tone was exactly in the other party's arms, and he wanted to put aside his personal emotions and proceed rationally......

『(?w?)?』

The phone rang.

All of Gray's thoughts were forced to stop, and he opened another message from the other party as if he were obsessed, and his incomprehensible expression made his blood pressure rush to the heavenly spirit cover.

Whoever sent the message did not answer any of his questions.

Reason told him that he should end the conversation in time, but these two short messages made it impossible for him to suppress the emotions stirring in his heart, and as long as he looked away from the screen, a steady stream of thoughts kept burrowing into his brain.

Is this person Medell?

Did she strayed into the Void to avoid the hunting team and the criminal forces of the "outside world"?

How did she know my contact details and why did she send a text message at this time?

Gray froze and took a deep breath.

It is necessary to grasp the initiative in dialogue, reason gradually prevails, and since the other party takes the initiative to contact him, there must be a request for him.

That's right, he should be the one who has the initiative!

Thinking of this, he stopped asking, but edited a new message in a threatening tone:

"No matter who you are and what your plans are, but if you send such an unclear message again, I will immediately stop all communication with you."

Editing is complete, send.

After all this, the breath that Gray had been holding back was finally relieved.

It's just that the next moment, the red exclamation mark on the screen made his eyes widen, as if his prosthetic eyes were about to be filled with bloodshots.

When a person's anger soars to its peak in an instant, there will be a brief blank in consciousness, so that the mind is completely confused, and it is even difficult to organize an effective sentence.

There's only one thing left in Gray's brain right now.

Before he issued this exuberant ultimatum, the other party had already blocked him.

Both his courage when he gave the ultimatum and his determination to regain the right to speak were intercepted by the piercing red exclamation mark.

His steps were vain, and his left hand unconsciously covered his forehead.

At this moment, it was like blowing the horn of a counterattack, and a punch not only did not hit the enemy, but also flashed his waist.

He almost gritted his teeth and just stood there, watching the time beat on the screen of his phone.

Time passed minute by minute, but the other party really didn't seem to have any intention of replying to him.

Maydell this ***——!

She......

she

How dare she!?