Celebrate the successful completion of the first phase of the Tepsikola project!

Large red letters appeared on the electronic screen, and colorful fireworks fell from the ceiling.

Overtime hell is finally over.

In the hall on the seventh basement floor, all the equipment on the workbench was emptied and recycled. Instead, there is a pure white tablecloth, which is filled with all kinds of food, desserts, and a champagne tower more than a dozen stories high.

The operation team, technical team, finance, legal affairs, logistics, and dancers who provide training data all attended the banquet.

Emily didn't recognize many people. After all, she spends most of her time working overtime.

Director Yin came to the stage and made a brief opening remark, she didn't listen very carefully, but just toasted with everyone at the end of the speech.

She was a little scared of the Director. Although the other party is polite and has strong business ability, he always gives her the impression of a murderer.

It feels like the type of person who will mop the floor repeatedly and wax it and spray it with air freshener after killing and throwing away the body.

After the opening, Director Yin invited Ms. Sha Lan to the stage to officially conclude the first phase of the project.

There have been some rumors about Ms. Sharan in the company.

Some say she was born in the upper echelons of Eden, and some say she had an affair with a big man.

Regardless of the facts, just looking at the attitude of the supervisor towards her, you should understand that it is best not to make her angry.

"Although, for the sake of the group, we have to hide part of the facts.

But there is no doubt that Hicola will usher in a new era in the entertainment industry and will be remembered as the eternal dancer of Star City.

And my colleagues here, you are all its creators. The company and the group will not forget your contributions. ”

Sharan raised her glass and gave a speech, her long white-blond hair radiating nobility in the light.

"We've had difficulties, betrayals, crises. Many fools give up halfway.

And you all came to the end, and together they created a dance muse that transcends flesh and blood. This is not the end, but the beginning of the future. ”

Emily lowered her head and nibbled on a small strawberry cake, and she regretted going back with a few bites of high-quality handmade strawberry jam.

Is there a salary increase, how much, and a holiday? She's in a hurry.

"At the same time, today is also the day we say goodbye to a friend."

Sharan clapped her hands, and two blue-haired girls with identical appearances walked into the hall.

Hikora prototype and standby.

"One more dance for us at the end, Hikora."

These two androids have had many minor damages and repairs during use.

After the official announcement of Hikora's death, they could not continue to appear in the public eye, lest the secret of "Hikora is still alive" be discovered.

The two bionic dancers obediently danced and bid farewell to their creators.

The dance ended, and the two support staff pushed the box more than one person high into the hall. It is shaped like a coffin, and the lid is transparent.

"Now, go into the box and turn yourself off. When the time comes, you will be awakened and dance again. ”

Shalan's tone was a little sentimental.

While their production line can easily replicate one bionic dancer after another, the first samples are always special.

The prototype and standby stepped into the box at the same time, turned and leaned against the bottom of the box.

"Thank you for using and look forward to dancing for you again."

"Thank you for using."

The prototype shuts itself down and sleeps in a matter of seconds, and the support staff closes the case.

The spare machine was stuck in half, and its limbs twitched strangely.

"Shut down."

"Thanks. Dancing in the shackles of pain"

Hikora began to babble meaninglessly.

Its limbs twisted into an inhuman posture and it fell from the box.

The bionic dancer twisted his neck violently, and the soft bionic skin was pulled to the limit, breaking open the bloody mouth.

"Manual shutdown! Do a quick check to figure out why the shutdown procedure went wrong. ”

On the crooked head of the Hikora Spare Machine, those charming pale green eyes stared at Shalan, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Especially the thought that those eyes came from her, it was even more uncomfortable.

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, the atmosphere became strange and uneasy, and Yin Wenhuan's expression became gloomy. Who did the good deeds.

Logistics manually shut down the spare machine and took it away, along with three maintenance personnel.

Sharan smiled and told everyone that they didn't need to care, no one would be deducted from their wages.

"You can relax today. Singing and dancing, alcohol, food, games, blue amber. Just don't overdo it. ”

She took off her high heels and put them on the side of the stage, and as the music played, she danced a brisk solo dance on the stage.

Even after years of not appearing on stage, Sharan still shines as brightly as she did more than a decade ago.

"What awaits you is a holiday, a bonus, a number of incentives. The company will allocate more resources to you, and you have the future. ”

The people in the hall cheered, and their affection for the mysterious Lady Sharan grew.

The employees began to party, and Sharan and Yin Wenhuan hurried to the maintenance room of the backup machine.

Emily woke up with a splitting headache and a dizzy brain.

She doesn't usually drink much, but she poured six or seven glasses of champagne in the atmosphere of last night, and finally threw up by the toilet for a long time.

And ate too many desserts. All she can remember are strawberries, mangoes, durians, peaches, and pineapples. Oh and the heart of wine, no wonder it vomits so badly.

She jerked open the covers. It's good, there are no people you don't know. There are no robots for men or women.

She walked out onto the balcony and stretched, a little unreal. Holidays, two weeks of paid leave.

Emily lay flat on the bed for a long time, not knowing what to do.

Over the past few months, her private life has been compressed to pitiful proportions. And because of the non-disclosure agreement, all her devices are constantly monitored by the company, which makes her not interested in chatting with others.

Fortunately, from today onwards, she is free again. Ah, it's not so free, the class still has to go.

Let's play the game.

Emily lands in Destiny City and plans to clean up her little home in the game. She spent a lot of money and thought on this game.

She read and deleted the private messages one by one. Most of them asked her if she was still playing and why she suddenly disappeared.

The last private message was half an hour ago.

【Interested in changing jobs?】 For the position of technical supervisor, the monthly salary starts at 50,000 yuan, and the annual award is up to one million. All Inclusive Liquidated Damages】

Fifty thousand?

She had just been on vacation when someone came to dig it.

[I'm very satisfied with my current company]

This is definitely sent by the company to test loyalty, and one who is not careful will lose his job.

She was loyal to her muse.

[Don't be afraid. After joining us, the Muses can't take revenge on you]

Emily didn't think much of it, and clicked on the link sent by the other party. Starlight Entertainment employment contract.

The terms are very clearly written. The salary, work content, and liquidated damages for job hopping are paid by the other party, and the other party is also responsible for any lawsuit.

The cashier is also stamped with the company's official seal. No, are you here for real?

[Aren't you afraid of being accused? 】

[Compared to the value of Hikora, the compensation is not worth mentioning]

It was impossible for her not to be moved, as if she saw the big house and the maglev waving to her.

But Emily felt a sense of indescribable unease, as if she had overlooked something.

[Sorry, I don't have any intention of changing jobs.] I have to tell the company about this, I hope you understand]

She suddenly felt a wave of nausea, her throat squirming as if she was about to vomit, and a foul smell in her mouth. The scene before her was blurry and distorted, and she felt like she had fallen into the washing machine.

"Congratulations on passing the test. You can go home and have a happy holiday. ”

Half-asleep and half-awake, Emily's voice rang in Director Yin's ears.

Damn, she was drugged last night! Hacked into the brain unconsciously, and implanted with a fake experience.

My brain, I'm not going to be mentally retarded.

"There is no need to worry about the new drugs developed by the group. Plus, you're getting promoted. ”

"Take the Spy over there. Those that didn't pass the test are put here. ”

When she got home, she nervously sent messages to her colleagues one by one. Paul never replied.

100 chapters of group photo. Maybe I'll write 1000 (dreaming).

Discover a cat dinner routine. Suppose there are three cats, put three bowls of cat food in front of them. They don't eat for one night, but huddle together to grab the same bowl, and then go together to grab a second bowl when they're done. If one cat can't grab it, go eat the other bowl, and the other two will squeeze over together and continue to grab it.

To sum up, cats are bad.

(End of chapter)