
My Boss Stole My Brain
by Writerf1bja1
About This Novel
My name is Su Xingmi, and I am the assistant of top architect Pei Yanzhi. He gives me "instructions" every day, I close my eyes, and when I wake up I don't remember what I said. Every one of his genius sketches comes from my erased memory. On the day he discovered the truth, he told me calmly: Your brain was implanted with an extraction interface, and I stole it from you for three years. You call the police and I'll go in. But tomorrow, your grandma will be transferred to the hospital. I didn't call the police. I used a utility knife to cut a scar on my palm. It hurts, but I'm still conscious - there's still something in my head that he can't take away. I learned to hide a little house with a loquat tree in my mind. Every time he extracted it, he could only feel the outline, not the complete picture. At the bidding meeting, he stood on the podium, and the fatal loophole I had hidden deep in the plan suddenly popped up on his PPT. I stood up from the assistant's seat and put on my real design. Someone in the audience asked: How long have you been painting this loquat tree? I said: I didn't start it. It's a man with green paint on his fingers. He drew each leaf and painted it twice. When the sun shines over it, the color will be different. Then someone burned it - but he stored it in the bottom of the system. Thirty-one years later, it opened here.
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