I worked as a salesperson in a bar, selling drinks with a smile, and was nicknamed "the most handsome guy" by the customers. Until the head office parachuted in and asked me, the "nightclub vase", to take over the running of the bar. My colleague sneered: "If you're a joker, this store will be bad sooner or later." I smiled and opened the customer management system, and I could see at a glance every customer's preferences, consumption records, and secret connections in the past three years.
"Mr. Wang likes black tea mixed with green tea, Sister Li only loves 1998 Lafite, and the password for Mr. Zhao's wine cabinet is his birthday."
"And the weakness of your new president happens to be in the encrypted file I received last night."
