The middle-aged, wretched man looked proud of himself as if he had achieved enlightenment and his chickens and dogs had ascended to heaven.

Sister Rose hooked her fingers without looking back.

"Yo, here we come."

Littlefinger proudly puffed up his chest and showed off his 'Chief Technical Advisor to the Security Corps' badge.

Gao Gong ignored him and walked to Sister Rose. The other party's slender palm skillfully slid along Gao Gong's waist to his buttocks and squeezed hard.

Gao Gong looked at Sister Mei Mei's thoughtful expression and took a breath of air. What a powerful rich woman instinct.

The pinching still hurts.

The senior engineer looked across. Behind a special glass, a large number of electronic grids lit up and disappeared in the void. These electronic nodes were much more than the information nodes of the brain.

Another information life?

"I will let Fraso announce to the public that you are Angel's fiancé. In this way, even if I am not in the desert, you can mobilize the resources of the security group at will."

Sister Rose's sentence is an affirmative sentence, not a question.

Angel is exactly the name of Frasso's daughter. The blue-skinned girl has big eyes and a high bridge of nose. At a young age, she has the aura of a Caucasian beauty.

Gao Gong didn't think this was a big deal. After all, he didn't have any moral integrity and wasn't afraid of losing his character.

"The boss of the electronic grid?"

"Um."

As if feeling the movement outside, thousands of electronic nodes light up at the same time, and a large amount of pseudo-sensory data begins to evolve. In high-tech office buildings, countless bionic people stop in place, looking here at the same time, their sights seem to

It traveled through space and landed on the two of them.

[Your consciousness exceeds 50 points, complete the exemption against ‘Corporate Will’]

Sister Rose's face darkened, and the pheromone network was activated. The next moment, sirens sounded one after another in the high-rise buildings. Countless androids began to move stiffly, their eyes turned around, and some even fell off their heads while walking.

The office is in chaos.

The screen suddenly disappeared.

The electronic grid also seemed to have been severely damaged and began to shrink, and Littlefinger became energetic and began to collect pseudo-sensory data frantically.

These data contain the corporate secrets of the 'Electronic Grid'.

The organizational form of the enterprise has become a kind of living body in the cyber testing ground. The CEO has become the brain, countless employees have formed the body, and expansion has become instinct. In order to expand faster, how to improve the efficiency of the enterprise has become

important goals of the enterprise.

Some of them connect employees' brains together, thus saving time on communication.

Some hold group parties to enhance employee intimacy.

Some transform employees into animals as punishment for failing to meet KPIs.

Some companies regularly brainwash employees to strengthen loyalty and increase the cost of betrayal.

Some companies have even developed into a kind of electronic religion. With the blessing of fanaticism, they don't even have to pay five insurances and one housing fund.

Enterprises are a creature that is ruthless to its employees and also ruthless to its executives.

Some executives have been injected with AI seeds and become clones of the CEO.

Some executives kill their fathers, mothers, wives, and children to transform themselves into super managers without emotions.

Some managers will hand over part of their brain control to the corporate boss. This is called teamwork and avoids mountain-headism.

Eventually, in an increasingly tight organizational form.

A corporate monster is born.
Chapter completed!