Chapter 142 Treating Her Like a Maid!

After leaving Liao Tong's residence, Wang Zheng immediately drove home. Because he had spent quite a long time at Liao Tong's place, Su Xue and the other women had already finished lunch by the time he arrived. If Wang Zheng had not returned soon, Chu Jun was ready to deploy her Beetle. Wang Zheng's cell phone was only switched on when he needed to reach someone; the rest of the time, it remained seemingly permanently powered off.

Throughout the journey, there was the inevitable nagging directed at Wang Zheng—especially concerning the kitchen, which he had left in utter chaos, the layer of black soot coating the ceiling, and the snow-white walls that now resembled a traditional ink wash painting. In short, today was simply Wang Zheng's day of bad luck.

Surprisingly, however, Bai Bing was in an exceptionally good mood. She did not fan the flames along the way, nor did she make any sarcastic remarks. Catching sight of her affectionate, tender gaze, Wang Zheng finally understood why her mood was so extraordinarily bright.

A car! The dead girl had tricked someone into getting a car yesterday, and a luxury sports car at that. How could she not be in a good mood?

Wang Zheng's mind was not on the women because his primary concern right now was Liao Tong. This situation was exceptionally tricky for him; if handled poorly, Liao Tong's life could be in danger. Most importantly, he had no idea who the opposing party was. Anyone around could potentially be a superior of Liao Tong, so Wang Zheng dared not lower his guard. While driving, he carefully pondered how to catch the pigeon.

Upon arriving at the company, Bai Bing gently tugged at Wang Zheng's sleeve.

"Don't bother me!" Wang Zheng was currently thinking about how to draft the file and had nothing pleasant to say to the Bai Bing beside him.

Perhaps the car played a significant role in this; despite Wang Zheng's hurtful words, Bai Bing did not get angry. Instead, she tugged at his sleeve once more and pointed with her finger toward Lin Xiaolei's office.

"What?" Wang Zheng asked, looking bewildered. Since returning to the country, it was rare for him to concentrate so intently on a single matter, only to be interrupted by Bai Bing yet again. He truly wondered why such a person was ever brought into this world.

At that moment, Lin Xuan pushed the door open, and a wave of floral fragrance rushed over them. The fiery red roses looked exceptionally dazzling. Seeing Bai Bing pointing toward the inner office once more, Wang Zheng finally understood her intent and recalled his wager with Bai Bing from yesterday noon:

Sending flowers, having the person show up, and treating them to dinner!

Wang Zheng reached out to touch his nose, then looked at Bai Bing and said, "What are you feeling so smug about? The guy hasn't even shown up yet, and dinner hasn't happened. What's the matter? Did you eat too much snake meat last night, making your sex hormones flare up with nowhere to vent?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Bing defiantly stuck her tongue out at Wang Zheng, much like a snake flicking its forked tongue. Wang Zheng truly regretted telling them about the snake meat the night before. Looking at Bai Bing's exasperating expression and then glancing at the roses inside Lin Xiaolei's office, Wang Zheng suddenly thought of something. He looked at Bai Bing and said, "You're idle all day long. I have a mission for you. Do you want to take it or not?"

"That depends on what kind of mission it is!" Bai Bing replied.

"Take these roses down to the lobby on the first floor and give them away to the passersby. Keep going until every single one of them is given away," Wang Zheng instructed.

Troublesome matters had all piled up together today; Wang Zheng simply couldn't spare the time to deliver flowers to white-collar beauties one by one, even though he genuinely wanted to have some more intimate contact with them.

"Why should I listen to you?" Bai Bing asked. She had become exceptionally sensitive to anything related to roses, and Wang Zheng was largely the reason why.

"Because I'll buy you a car. I wonder if this reason suffices?" Wang Zheng asked, looking at her before turning around and walking into his office.

Hmph, don't think you can easily get your hands on the car just because you won. I'll let you know that the world is fair; if you want to gain something, you have to pay an equal price, otherwise forget it! Wang Zheng thought to himself, *Just watch how I torture you to death!*

Watching the retreating figure of Wang Zheng—which somehow resembled the silhouette of a Maserati GranTurismo Automatic—and hearing the sound of him closing his office door—which echoed like the engine roar of a Maserati GranTurismo Automatic—the corners of Bai Bing's lips curled up into a blissful smile.

She marched directly into Lin Xiaolei's office and, amidst the bewildered gazes of Lin Xiaolei and Lin Xuan, scooped up the armful of roses and headed straight out. With a luxury car hanging in the balance, everything else was secondary.

There were plenty of wealthy people in this world, and they couldn't stop them from spending money—it was best to let them spend freely, extravagantly, until they went bankrupt. That way, the oppression weighing down on many ordinary people would lessen. Since someone like Zhang Fan had money to burn, let him spend it! Wasn't he capable of buying red roses? Then she would help him stimulate the prosperity of the Jinghua City rose market, which could also be considered a minor contribution to the economy. A red rose with a decent appearance cost fifteen yuan; over the course of a day, Zhang Fan would be spending fifteen thousand... Well, who could blame him when the guy was rich?

Once inside his office, Wang Zheng stood right beside the door. Hearing the sound of rapid footsteps approaching, he cracked the door open just a sliver. Seeing Bai Bing walk away cradling the armful of roses, he finally shut the door securely to carry out his plan regarding Liao Tong.

First was the file. Wang Zheng's dossier was protected and classified as top secret. Within the organization, Wang Zheng had merely withdrawn unilaterally without receiving official approval from the agency. Therefore, if Liao Tong's superiors investigated and found nothing, they would inevitably grow suspicious of Wang Zheng. He had to forge his own personnel file within a short timeframe!

Ask Bai Bing? No, he couldn't involve her in this! Ask the captain? Even worse; they didn't have that kind of relationship. Who on earth should he turn to? Wang Zheng kept searching his mind for a suitable candidate, but of his former brothers and sisters-in-arms, very few remained!

Ah?

Su Xue! A flash of inspiration struck Wang Zheng. With such a top-tier hacker hidden right beside him, why was he racking his brain for anyone else? It was like riding an ass while searching for the donkey. Of course, Su Xue was certainly no donkey!

With that thought, Wang Zheng immediately contacted Su Xue. First, he sent her a text message to notify her, and a few minutes later, his computer indicated a new email had arrived. Wang Zheng opened it and found it was indeed from Su Xue. He typed out the personal file he had already prepared and sent it back to Su Xue via email, then settled down to wait for her reply.

A hacker is typically someone who enjoys using intelligence and creative methods to push the limits of mental challenge, especially within fields that interest them, such as computer programming. The term "hacker" originally referred to high-level computer experts, particularly programmers. Nowadays, however, it often refers to those who specifically use computers to cause destruction—though such malicious individuals actually had a different name: crackers.

The distinction between hackers and crackers is that hackers build while crackers destroy. The two terms are frequently confused, and some even treat them as synonymous, as if building and destroying were both entirely encompassed under the umbrella of hacking.

As the internet developed into an indispensable part of human life, hackers certainly deserved some credit. It was precisely because they constantly built and constantly broke things that the network became increasingly refined and perfected. The word "hacker" also became widely known through the internet. It was hard to tell whether hackers perfected the internet or the internet perfected hackers.

Su Xue was naturally gifted with a deep sensitivity to computers. While other children were still sliding down playground slides, she was already sitting in a chair tapping away at the keyboard with her tiny fingers; calling her a prodigy was no exaggeration at all. Many famous cyber battles back in the day were associated with her, but as times changed and vicissitudes passed, who would have thought that the once-formidable figure had now transformed into a television news anchor?

If he told anyone, nobody would likely believe it. Just as Wang Zheng was sighing with emotion, a new email popped up on his screen from Su Xue. It contained only two letters: OK. Infiltrating the system to add and tamper with data was by no means a difficult task for Su Xue.

With Su Xue handling her end, Wang Zheng promptly transmitted the compiled file to Liao Tong—seamless and airtight. Now, the rest depended on when Liao Tong chose to submit the dossier.

Having dealt with Liao Tong's matter, Wang Zheng's heart finally felt a great deal lighter.

*Thump.* At that moment, the office door was pushed open from the outside. The only person who would dare do such a thing was Bai Bing.

"Are the flowers delivered?" Wang Zheng asked, taking the opportunity to clear his computer logs so no traces remained. Heaven knew whether this fellow Bai Bing might use his computer for some shady business!

"Yep, all delivered!" Bai Bing said with a smile, then sidled up to Wang Zheng and asked, "When do you plan to buy me..."

"Buying it for you is certain. As for *when* I'll buy it, that depends entirely on your performance!" Wang Zheng replied indifferently.

Performance? Hearing this, Bai Bing froze for a moment, then stared intently at Wang Zheng. What kind of performance? Catching sight of Wang Zheng's slightly stiff shoulders from sitting for too long, Bai Bing immediately sensed that an opportunity to perform had arrived. Without hesitation, she walked up behind Wang Zheng and placed both hands on his shoulders to begin a massage.

"How's the pressure? Is it too heavy?" Bai Bing asked with a solicitous expression.

"Did you not eat breakfast this morning? Use some muscle! If you slack off, I'll slack off too, understand? Let me experience what it's like to be a grand master for once."

Bai Bing was already exerting all her strength, but Wang Zheng's body felt like a steel plate, leaving her with no choice but to pour every ounce of energy into massaging him desperately.

"Don't just knead the shoulders; hammer my legs too—they're all stiff!" It was rare for Bai Bing to be this obedient; it would be a waste not to use her!

"...!" Standing behind Wang Zheng, Bai Bing made a fierce behind-his-back grimace. If not for the sake of getting her hands on that car sooner, would she ever do something like this? Moving to his side, she began pounding his thighs with both fists.

"Left side!"

"Right side!"

"Are you treating me like some idiot to wear out?" Bai Bing finally lost her temper. She pinched Wang Zheng's thigh hard with her fingers, sending a tingling sensation coursing through his entire body followed by a sharp wave of pain in his leg.

Wang Zheng suddenly snapped his eyes open and glared fiercely at Bai Bing.

"How dare you pinch me? Do you still want that car or not? Hurry up and rub it for me!"

Bai Bing had clearly won a car, yet she couldn't figure out why she was now lowering herself so far as to be ordered around like a maid. *Just bear with it for now; once the car is in my hands, let's see how I deal with you!*

Watching the uncharacteristically submissive Bai Bing, Wang Zheng smiled faintly, another scheme already hatching in his mind.