"If Brother Pan asks, you can also tell him it's lost."
"Hmm?" The woman looked surprised:
"Wasn't Pan Zi the one who asked you to come and get it?"
"Yes." Fang Zheng rubbed his forehead and said:
"But Brother Pan doesn't want others to know, so he might ask just to show someone else. Anyway, just act like there's no such thing."
"Oh." The woman seemed confused but nodded honestly, repeatedly murmuring:
"No USB drive, no USB drive..."
"Correct."
Fang Zheng chuckled lightly:
"I'll be off then."
"Alright."
The woman sent him off with a blank expression, shaking her head after closing the door. She could hardly remember what had just happened.
It was as if she had woken from a dream, and she couldn't recall what happened in the dream no matter how hard she tried.
......
Every large company, every big group, if mismanaged, will harbor parasites who thrive by consuming the company's and the group's resources.
Fuhong is no exception.
Pan Yang is such a person.
