Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

March 7 exclaimed in amazement: "Oh~~ brilliant, this is the first time I've seen Scott get so enraged after just a few words."

At the same time, all the viewers around the world also realized something.

"Scott, he's broken down!"

"I'm breaking down too! Waaah... I work at a company too, and I've managed to convince myself that I love my job, which is why I haven't had time to play. But actually... I don't have any time at all! Scott is at least a specialist, while my salary... is barely enough to share a room. Don't remind me of the truth, don't rub salt in the wound!"

"My condolences, buddy..."

[Fireworks: Impressive, little sparrow! No matter how badly Scott lost before, he never let up verbally, nor did he show any sign of surrender or fear. Even Tail was almost internally injured by his words. Who would have thought someone could show such a crushing advantage in verbal sparring?]

[Tail: You mean, this little girl's words are more useful than mine?]

[Huo Huo: Tail, don't say that. What if it's really true?]

[Tail: Hey~~ you little fox!]

[Yao Guang: Rare indeed, she's even rarer than I imagined!]

[Fu Xuan: Senior Sister, what are you doing?!]

After March 7th's comment, Scott instantly realized what was going on and finally remembered the main point: "You almost got me hooked. Today was supposed to be... a duel, not a debate with you."

Seeing how eagerly he was to change the subject, how could Xing not understand?

Scott was hit where it hurt. Was this really a harmless little sparrow?

She couldn't help but look at Qingque with new respect.

March 7th exclaimed in surprise, "This is already a fighting sparrow!"

"That's the momentum! Now's the perfect time to strike while the iron is hot!"

Xing, ignited by the atmosphere, prepared to give it her all as a support: "Leave it to me! I'm a negotiation expert!"

[Employee A: Are you coming again? Please, let's talk privately!]

However, the light curtain continued to advance steadily.

Qingque asked the beautiful promise that almost every company has made: "I ask you, is your company your home?"

"The company is of course my home, my company, I have so many good brothers in the company...!" Scott said without hesitation, but his words were not very fluent, he stammered and said something that did not come from his heart.

"Do you know the company's structure? The colleagues in the Talent Incentive Department make the company feel warmer than home!" He tried to counterattack by asking a question, but it always had a self-hypnotic feel to it.

[Company employees A, B, C, D...: Those sons of bitches who only care about performance, what kind of warmth is that?!]

[Hanabi: Wow, such a big grudge?]

Surprisingly, the first to refute Scott were his colleagues...?

The sudden barrage of messages, filled with profanity, startled her.

The group chat was instantly flooded with messages, all saying almost the same thing. You'd think it was being spammed by bots.

[Star: If it weren't for the tail thing, I could barely believe Scott was a workaholic who'd lost his mind. But! Scott, you're a lone wolf saying you're like brothers... Don't you want to laugh at me for saying that? Are you wearing sunglasses to prevent people from saying you're lying through your teeth?]

[Employee E: Ha, hehe, warm, isn't it warm? I'm constantly being pressured by performance targets, and there's this idiot boss who just gives orders and acts all high and mighty, always yelling and swearing, like he's some kind of big shot. But when it comes to getting leave approved, there's this problem, that problem, like they're going to sentence their father to death. The company can function without Amber King, but if I miss a day, it's a complete disaster. They'd think I'm not P20 anymore, but P49 already! Working with these bastards is so stressful and frustrating, I've even developed chronic pharyngitis. How can it not be warm?]

[Fireworks: That's so warm.]

The hot-tempered guy unleashed a torrent of words, talking non-stop.

[March 7th: Ah... Qingque, your AoE damage range is a bit too large.]

[Star: Not only that, the numbers are even higher.]

Seeing the inconsistencies in Scott's words, Xing seized the opportunity to press further: "Think about it again. You treat the company like home, but does the company treat you like family? You love the company, but does the company love you?"

[Employee E: The company loves you, Mom!]

Scott, sweating profusely, stammered and utterly lacking confidence, "The company... does it love me? The company isn't a person, it doesn't need to love me!"

March 7th bluntly stated the truth: "So, the company isn't your home! Stop lying to yourself."

Xing didn't mince words, continuing to ask, "Ask the good brothers you brought along, can they hold their heads high and say the company is their family? You treat your good brothers as family, but do your good brothers treat you as family?"

One of Scott's "good brothers" tilted his head and stammered out what was on his mind: "...I'm like a grandson to Mr. Scott."

Scott closed his eyes as he listened, and after a long pause, he managed to stammer, "...Grandson, isn't he just family?"

March 7th shook his head: "Look, Scott, your brothers see things more clearly than you do."

[March 7th: Is this how a family head is? Well, that makes perfect sense.]

[Su Chang: Now that you mention it, it seems like the company's feudalistic dregs are even more prevalent than those of the Immortal Ship?]

[Employee E: I wish I were a grandson. If I upset my grandfather, could he just quit? But he could at the company. If I had that kind of status as a grandson, I'd sell my grandfather's land without a second thought!]

Xingyue got more and more into talking, and brought up all her own experiences: "I heard that someone went through seventeen rounds of interviews and finally became a junior employee at the P13 level."

With a smile, she asked with great interest, "And how much have you sacrificed?"

"Seventeen rounds?!" Scott was dumbfounded. Had things gotten this complicated over the years?

"That's a bit too terrifying! If I hadn't already joined the company..."

March 7th chimed in from the sidelines, "Think about it, is your door really that hard to get in?"

Every question was like a knife, constantly stabbing into Scott's heart.

Qingque glanced at him and said leisurely, "I've heard that even the lowest-ranking employees at Pierpoint can't help but puff out their chests when they think about the company's technology and wealth... But think about it carefully, do all of the company's achievements and wealth have anything to do with you?"

"Of course it's related..." Scott's confidence waned, and he nervously rubbed his forehead.

March 7th pressed his advantage: "Then tell me, which of the company's achievements to date is related to you?"

Scott mustered his rare stubbornness, refusing to admit he was dispensable: "I was involved in the Golden Man Alley business back then... and I'm currently in charge of these company transport ships... Although these things may seem minor, they can't be done without me!"