After confirming the sound insulation effect of the room and the absence of monitoring equipment, Zong Zheng had a serious conversation with No. 6.

Zong: "Hey, I didn't ask you to post my nude photos to Twitter!"

⑥: "Then where do you want to publish?"

Zong: "Posted your sister? What are you thinking?"

⑥: "My sister does not need to publish it."

Zong: "I don't need to post either, thank you."

⑥: "But you said you would send it out a minute ago."

"I mean..." Zong Zheng paused, deliberately lowered his voice and said, "You can send it to the internal email address of the management..."

After a moment of silence, No. 6 responded, "Okay."

"Well, just use that person's mobile phone IP to send it out." Zong Zheng added.

"Yes, if you can provide the photographer's IP address."

"Didn't you write it down?"

"No, because you didn't say you need to remember other people's IP addresses. I only remember their phone models so that you can find out who they are."

Zong Zheng said decisively: "I don't need to know who they are, there is no need." After he knows, he has to pretend he doesn't know, which will only make it even more troublesome.

After thinking for a while, he continued to whisper to No. 6: "If you know the phone model is OK, just pretend to be his phone model, and then send it out using the public WiFi in the venue. By the way, in the same way, I will also send a copy to our boss."

What can be confirmed now is: the people who humiliated him yesterday were among the people they met today. They may not be all there, but they are basically there. They dare not do it, and Dayton Stan, including them, would never want their immediate boss to know about this.

After some days, Zong Zheng was able to see the relationship between Pashilf and Dayton Stan more and more clearly; he could have discovered the mystery earlier, but he inevitably judged people by his appearance...

Pashilf is far more unfathomable than what he sees on the surface.

If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Hei No. 6 had hacked all his private mobile phones, Zong Zheng would have continued to regard him as a playboy who was not very powerful and based on his preferences...

However, after constantly delving into the truth, everything can be explained that Pashilf's superficial images are nothing more than a kind of personal disguise of him.

So, why does a person in a high position need to pretend to be a pretentious person?

Because, he is a real high-ranking person.

He knew since he was a child that their family was not only rich, but also had the right to control life and death. Perhaps the word "" would be more suitable than using "family" to describe the environment he was in.

Pashilf's mother died of illness when he was five years old. Fortunately, after that, his father did not let any woman become his stepmother. Perhaps his father was not a woman-like person, or perhaps what he needed more than a wife was an assistant who could help him with various things.

If you encounter things that are inconvenient to do due to your identity, face, and feelings, you will leave them to this assistant to do. He once regarded him as his most loyal friend, or a brother with a life-and-death relationship. The name of this friend and brother's assistant is: Dayton Stan.

Until now, Pashilf also believed that Dayton Stan was loyal and that he was absolutely loyal to his dead father.

He once confessed these things when Zong Zheng first came to his house, saying that none of them wanted. Zong Zheng realized it later, what he really didn't want.

He justified and directly inherited his father's legacy, but that was not the whole of the entire , it was just an 80% stake. The surface here refers to the part that was visible, and the remaining 20% ​​and the part that was shady were still operated by Dayton Stan.

Through his subtle efforts, he gradually changed his embarrassment when he was originally a successor. Of course, this is far from enough.

When Zong Zheng Zhengzheng saw the health data samples that Xiao Hei No. 6 were synchronized to Pashilf’s mobile phone, which were constantly improving every day, he truly believed in some of his feelings.

Those health data are not Pashilf himself, but Dayton Stan's.

Zong Zheng could not believe that he needed to monitor his health data every day because he cared about Dayton Stan's body. The only possibility was:
Chapter completed!