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Impatience flickered in Guo Xue's eyes as she spoke, "The software is broken. Just have the technical department fix it. Why come to me?"
The male employee raised his head, locking eyes with Guo Xue, and replied, "Vice President, our technical department can't handle it."
"Hmm?" Guo Xue furrowed her brow and asked, "Why not?"
Dong Peng, the male employee, sighed and explained, "This software was developed by external professionals specifically for our company. Moreover, the core of this software is something our staff cannot access. We simply can't fix it ourselves. The only two people we can reach out to are the previous technical personnel. I contacted him, but he quoted thirty million."
"Or we could find someone else skilled enough," he added.
Hearing this, Guo Xue's frown deepened as she thought to herself: The software is the core of our company. Without it, we might not make an impression in the short term, but over time, that would be absolutely detrimental.
Thirty million? A cold smile crept onto Guo Xue's lips as she looked at Dong Peng and said, "Find someone."
"Yes, President," he replied.
Thus, the Zheng Group began issuing tasks across various major websites. The reward was set at an impressive three hundred thousand.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan was actively searching for tasks himself. After a long search, he finally spotted a task offering three hundred thousand. The person who posted it remained anonymous. Lin Fan didn't rush; after accepting the task, he took a moment to gather his thoughts.
Lin Fan began to make his attempts. After inspecting the device, he discovered that there were indeed issues with it. To fix it would take more than three hours. Lin Fan glanced at the time; it was too late to repair it today. Tomorrow would be more feasible. Thus, he started the repair process.
At the Zheng Group, Guo Xue sat in her chair and watched as Dong Peng entered. She asked, "How did it go?"
Dong Peng sighed and replied, "There are quite a few people who took on the task, but not a single one of them knows how to do it."
"Ugh," Guo Xue sighed in frustration. "Increase the payment to five hundred thousand."
"Understood, Vice President," Dong Peng said, greedily glancing at Guo Xue before stepping out.
He entered his office and opened a website. After adjusting the payment, he headed toward the restroom. Inside, he took out his phone, opened an email, selected a video, and sent it off.
Ding ding ding. Guo Xue's computer chimed. She looked up to see another email notification. A look of impatience crossed her face as she clicked on it and found that it was a video.
She didn't need to look; she already knew what it was.
This time, Guo Xue didn't glance at the message but simply clicked delete. Yet, a sense of confusion arose within her. Who was this person? Why did they keep sending her these kinds of videos? It felt like a deliberate attempt to sabotage her marriage. Although, in truth, it had already been shattered.
Sighing softly, Guo Xue felt that this situation was far from simple.
Outside, Dong Peng stood by the Venetian blinds, watching Guo Xue's silhouette. His gaze lingered on her figure, scrutinizing every detail as if he wanted to see every inch of her. Ever since he joined the Zheng Group, he had been deeply infatuated with this woman. She was simply stunning. He dreamed of having such a beauty for himself.
After this recent maneuver, he felt that it wouldn't be long before Guo Xue became his personal plaything, ripe for the picking.
A wicked smile crept onto Dong Peng's face as he reveled in his thoughts.
Guo Xue sighed again and said to herself, "Forget it; I won't think about it anymore. I'll just take it one step at a time."
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