Female Venerable: The devil wants to be a big star

Chapter 200 Human-to-human transmission of technology?
On the afternoon of September [-]th, after finishing the arrangements for Qu Yun, Luo Xin and Wang Xian, He Mu walked into the company as usual, without any feeling that he was going to "get married" the day after tomorrow.

The proud breasts are the focus of attention of male employees. A pair of long legs are always hidden under serious trousers. No one except Liao Xiaomi has ever seen her, let alone touched her.

You can see but not get close. Although I don't want to use this metaphor, Mr. He's status in the company is undoubtedly that of the emperor. After all, Sichuan Yan's treatment is famously good, and no one will risk losing this job.

There was a gardenia scent in her office, but it was much lighter than the real flower scent. There were mountains of documents waiting for her to write down her name, which was no small thing.

Not long after He Mugang sat down, there was a knock on the door. She said without raising her head: "Come in."

"Mr. He."

He Mu was a little surprised by the visitor, and his original coldness towards the employees immediately dissipated a lot, because the other person was none other than that veteran employee - Yu Fan.

The other party was much older than her, and even had a child. He Mu had met her a few times. She was a little girl, and she called her sister when they met.

It was precisely for this reason that she did not fire Wang Wen immediately after her tragedy.

But will Wang Wen kill her?He Mu was very interested in this.

Yu Fan wears gold-rimmed glasses, has a pretty face, and his short and medium hair is neatly styled, highlighting his capable temperament. Even if he is transferred to a casual position, he is a person that no one dares to mess with.

And the emotion of "I am doing it for you" is often revealed in his words, which is very recognizable.

"Director Yu, what's the matter?" He Mu didn't feel so oppressed towards her. After all, we were all old acquaintances, and there was a killer who wanted to kill her. Who knew how long she could survive.

"Mr. He."

Yu Fan gently closed the door and said directly: "Do you feel that you are missing something?"

"I don't understand you."

Seeing He Mu looking down at the information, Yu Fan continued: "If you feel that your health is not good, such as problems with your waist, spine, or neck, if you feel that work is too boring but you don't have the talent to touch other things, then I can tell you."

He Mu felt something was wrong and heard her say:

"You may not believe it, but you also know that I have never played games. I have no talent and am clumsy. But just recently, I have become one of the most skilled players among tens of millions of players. "

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He Mu didn't know what expression she should put on. After thinking about it, she said, "You mean, if I want to be a racing driver but don't have the corresponding talent, can you help me get it?"

"Yes, he is indeed Mr. He."

She complimented, with the familiar "I'm doing this for your own good" in her eyes.

"Tell me more about it. I'm very interested. Is it some foreign brain-neural link technology?" He Mu sometimes didn't understand, so he asked.

Yu Fan smiled, "There is an organization. They have mastered this technology. It is not a secret on the dark web. Rich people will go to watch the live broadcast. I was recommended by an acquaintance by chance. I tried it to make sure it was real." Will tell you."

“Not only did I get the talent for the game, I got half the physical attributes of that guy.”

"Wait, that person?"

He Mu's eyes sharpened, "What kind of technology is it? Is it transferring another person's things to you?"

"As expected of Mr. He." Yu Fan thought it was nothing, and he didn't kill anyone.

"You think it's normal."

He Mu actually thought it was okay. She was not a good person, but she just had to have a correct outlook in front of others.

"I tell you the purpose of this organization, and you will know. They believe that the future is full of crises, and only people who gather a dozen or even hundreds of people can support human civilization. This type of people is called the elite ." "Where are the people whose talents have been transferred."

"Of course they won't die. They have lost their talents, but there are so many big bosses in the organization. They will arrange jobs that do not require talents, and provide them with basic living guarantees and pensions until they die and live an ordinary life."

"so."

He Mu put down his pen and looked directly into her eyes, "Who decides who is the elite."

Yu Fan could never tell the young boss's mood. She did not hesitate and said: "No one can decide, so it can only be money. We need to auction the next person. Although it is very philistine, there is no other way. People's If the awareness is not high, that organization can only use coercive means. Do you want to watch the live broadcast?"

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He Mu had no idea, human life was nothing to her, not to mention that no one would die, but she was very curious about what kind of technology could do this.

Has technology developed to this point?

Seeing that He Mu acquiesced, Yu Fan took out the mobile phone that had been prepared for live streaming and placed it on her table.

Looking at the auction in the church and the bishop's second-time hit mask, He Mu suddenly thought, is it possible that the other party is not using technology?
"Jingle Bell."

Suddenly the cell phone rang. He glanced at Yu Fan and smiled, indifferently. He Mu had no choice but to answer the call, "What are you doing?"

"Auntie, my boyfriend is missing. Please help me find him."

Qu Yun's tone was a little urgent, "There is no surveillance in the toilets at the Shanghai Airport. I don't know why he disappeared. I can't see all the surveillance by myself. You must help me."

"Okay, don't worry."

He Mu knew that the other party would not lie, so did the little foreign man really disappear in the toilet?

Then he called a department in the company, and after clarifying the requirements, he called Qu Yun again, watching the live broadcast casually, "It's arranged, about 10 minutes."

"Huh, I'm worried. The main airport is too big. Even if I can watch the surveillance, I can't watch it alone, so I can only ask you."

Qu Yun acted very weakly, which made He Mu suddenly raise his lips in pleasure, waved his hand to drive Yu Fan out, and said, "Then Miss Lust, how are you going to repay me, auntie?"

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"Just kidding, my only expectation is that you can perform perfectly at the wedding and don't let anything slip."

"I know, I will kill that clown." Qu Yun also promised seriously.

"Just do your best, but I don't see it. You seem to be really emotionally invested in Jesse. That worried tone made me anxious."

Crossing his legs and talking to this woman, He Mu would always imagine her face. The more anxious he was, the cuter she would be.

"Yes, we are comrades after all."

Qu Yun sat on a chair at the airport, shaking his legs unconsciously, trying to divert his attention by saying something else, "Since the wedding is fake, when is the real wedding scheduled?"

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

"Oh, although you two have a good relationship, I still think you are too anxious, which means Liao Xiaomi is spoiling you."

"Are you anxious? I feel like I have known you all my life."

After casually chatting with Qu Yun, he saw the bishop shouting in the live broadcast: "The second auction begins!"

(End of this chapter)