California Community, Building C, Phase 4
The sky was slightly bright, the breeze outside the window was blowing on the white curtains, and the birds in the distance were chirping and jumping on the camphor branches.
A message interrupted the dream of the woman who was still sleeping on the big bed. Song Yuan rubbed her sleepy eyes and took the mobile phone placed by the bedside. After opening it, there was a long message without indicating the destination.
"Dear Ms. Song Yuan:
Congratulations on passing the unanimous internal assessment of the Shengtang Group's board of directors and officially becoming an orthodox non-staff employee of the Li family, number 0237. Now you need to make the following adjustments to your previous work content.
First, your primary responsibility is to serve as the personal secretary to His Highness Lee Yong-yeon, the future heir of the Group, and be responsible for arranging and planning all activities and itineraries for His Highness to attend public events in the country.
Second, in my spare time, I will be responsible for assisting His Highness in managing privately held properties including Songbai Teahouse. If there is good income generation, an additional 3%-15% of the monthly profit will be allocated to your personal account as a bonus.
Third, as a non-staff member of the Li family. The permissions that are about to be opened to you will allow you to view classics and materials that have never appeared in modern society, and gradually understand Orthodoxy, this ancient clan hidden behind history. But whatever you see, don't be surprised. After all, people will always believe what they see with their own eyes, and they will be blinded by a leaf. But I don’t know how to know autumn by seeing a leaf.
Finally, welcome to the realm of dragons.
Your hard work will be rewarded absolutely fairly in this world. At least the money and rights you are pursuing as an ordinary person at the moment are the most unworthy of praise. They are not even much humbler than the dirt on the ground.
I wish you a bright future, peace and joy.
Sincerely,
Prime Minister. "
The woman read the entire message in one breath, patted her dizzy head and still couldn't wake up. She carefully recalled yesterday's racing scene, and the young man next to her who showed a faint smile with the courage to take over the world.
It turns out that all of this is true.
Immediately after the original document was sent, there was a reminder of the conditions for iris recording. Song Yuan stretched out her jade finger and pointed it. The original camera automatically turned on. The woman put her face close to the frame and tried hard to open her eyes as bright as autumn water. maximum.
"drop!"
The red line that was scanned up and down three times finally stopped. The connected mobile phone automatically jumped to WeChat, and then joined a small group with no name displayed, with nearly thirty people in it.
Song Yuan curiously opened the list of members in the group, only to find that it was really a mixed bag. There were all kinds of people using real people, comics, landscapes, and funny pictures as their avatars, and their names were mixed in Chinese, Japanese, English, French, and even some. Uncommon ancient Egyptian and Hebrew.
【Someone new is here. 】
An active member immediately jumped out to speak in Chinese below. Judging from the avatar, it should be a two-dimensional character, but unfortunately Song Yuan couldn't recognize it without looking at it.
The woman lowered her head and looked at the time in the upper left corner of her phone. It was just before five o'clock. She was so keen on chatting.
[Hello everyone, we are new here, please take care of us. 】
As a newbie, I responded immediately. She still had a lot to learn.
[Not bad, the little girl is quite polite. 】
The member with the ID name Flame Dragon Slayer continued to speak in praise, and with venomous eyes, he analyzed Song Yuan's coffee photo profile picture and concluded that she was a woman.
[What kind of group is this? Internal work group? 】
Song Yuan continued to ask with the attitude of asking for advice.
[No, this is a private group. 】
The Flame Dragon Slayer responded, making people even more confused.
[The little girl can tell where the person is by looking at the IP. Didn’t your country have a feudal dynasty for two thousand years in ancient times? The figures with the highest ruling rights are the emperor and the prince, right? 】
The enthusiastic member continued.
【Um. 】
Although Song Yuan didn't understand the meaning of his words, she still responded cooperatively.
[So we, this group of people, are equivalent to the eunuchs and maids working under the emperor and the prince, and there is only one thing we have to do, and that is to satisfy His Royal Highness! Your Highness, the True King, is the eternal and blazing sun in the sky, and we have everything we have! 】
The Dragon Slayer of Flame suddenly expressed the support of the brainless fans below, which seemed to mean defending the position of the number one eunuch.
[Well, this description is really appropriate. 】
After dozens of seconds of silence, it was clear that Song Yuan was reluctant to type out these words.
[For this reason, I will not hesitate to infiltrate other organizations and work diligently to collect information useful to orthodoxy. I only hope that the day when His Highness the True King ascends the throne, he can see the diligent efforts of my loyal dog. Crying.jpg]
Fingel was indeed right about the first half of this sentence. After all, the journalism department he established at Kassel College was under the name of Kaiser's student union, and he was roommates with Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Club. It was also the "spy" placed by Executive Director Schneider in the 7th dormitory of Area A to assess the danger of the blood of the other two people.
He even serves as the vice-president of Lee Yong-yeon's support group on the Night Watch Forum. Whenever he has free time, he shares Mr. Lee's daily photos with fans in the group.
The most outrageous thing is that he suddenly changed his identity and became an orthodox non-staff member of the Li family, and he regarded himself as the number one loyal dog.
It is also unclear whether Principal Angers and Vice Principal Flamel knew about this. If exposed, he would probably be crushed to pieces.
But if Fingel could get paid for every position he lurked, he wouldn't have to worry about funds to cover that blown credit card.
"All right."
Song Yuan wanted to reply with something like, "I will believe you if you cut off the bottom." But after thinking about it, I still held back.
After all, the other person was a senior, and she could not tell whether he was acting or showing his true feelings even if he could lick her to such an extent. Anyway, I hate the cold.
"call."
The woman exhaled softly and silently exited the group chat. What she didn't know yet was that just yesterday she agreed to become an orthodox non-staff employee of the Li family.
Behind the Internet, countless secret gateways that were strictly blocked by the prime minister have been opened to her, and a large amount of data hidden behind the curtain of history is gradually opening up to her.
This is Orthodoxy's gift to ordinary people who break into the mixed-race world. It can at least make them understand why they died.
Building D of the second phase, in a large room fully decorated with mahogany furniture and luxuriously decorated, the computer screen slightly emits blue light. Lin Zeyu, who is wearing a nightgown, is sitting at the computer desk, moving the mouse to click on the dark secret that has been transmitted through multiple layers of encryption and is absolutely safe. website address.
As a freshman in high school, a large part of the reason for his unstable temperament was that he often browsed websites with rich criminal information. The fresh and exciting content in them constantly attracted this adolescent boy, making his temperament as restless as a wild horse.
The first cover showed a naked blonde girl with her hands on her breasts. Her sexy red lips were trying to resist, and her enchanting look made the young man swallow hard and continue reading.
Posts full of blood, violence, and pornography are common in it, until the boy's hand sliding the mouse stopped in front of a new post somewhere.
