Once all hope died out, a person could carry themselves in a strangely calm manner. At that point, I no longer had any illusions about this company.During the day, I worked like an emotionless coding machine, handling whatever tedious little tasks Hank threw my way. At night, I stopped working overtime. I went home on time and immersed myself in labor law, corporate law, and various technical forums.I studied every word of the company's employee handbook, approval procedures, and data management policies until I knew them inside out. I studied them the same way as I'd once studied the underlying architecture of the AI project.Only by knowing myself and my enemy could I win every coming battle.After being promoted to vice president, Hank was eager to establish his authority in his new position. So, he turned his attention to me once again.Late Friday afternoon, just before the end of the workday, he summoned me to his office.Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city was
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