He Exposed Me for Laughs, I Cut Funding

At exactly eleven the next morning, a representative for the investor arrived.

Anthony and Alexis eagerly welcomed him outside with sycophantic expressions. As the group headed for the company entrance, Alexis, in her bid to show she was the one in charge, overtook everyone else and rushed to open the door.

Plastering a fake professional smile on her face, she gazed right into the facial recognition camera.

"Beep! Identity confirmed."

The next second, the shrill squealing of a pig blared through the door security system. Following that, a female voice, tweaked by a voice changer, spoke in an exaggerated manner.

"I'm a pick-me girl! I'm a pick-me girl! All my bros are my groom candidates! I'm the most shameless pick-me in the entire company!"

With the volume turned up to the max, the words echoed down the empty corridors deafeningly.

The smile on Alexis' face stiffened as she froze on the spot.

The representative was stunned.

Although Anthony was shocked, he quickly recovered and yelled anxiously, "What's going on? Who's playing a prank?"

In her desperation and panic, Alexis clamped her hands over the speakers, but the voice continued to scream.

"I'm a pick-me girl! I throw myself at any man in sight! Everything I've achieved came from sleeping with men, and all my prowess at coding is nothing but empty air!"

All the employees poked their heads out, wanting to laugh but not having the guts to. As a result, they were red in the face from trying to hold back their laughter.

Anthony charged forward with the intention to forcefully yank the door open, but the moment his fingers brushed against the door handle, there was another beep.

"Beep! Scumbag confirmed!"

This time, the system switched to a male's voice.

"Warning! Warning! This man is a professional freeloader, aggressively entitled, and severely lacking in intelligence! Do not approach as the risk of contamination is high!"

The representative frowned in displeasure and took a step back, even using his handkerchief to cover his nose, as though he really had smelled something unpleasant.

"Mr. Scoll, is this your company's… culture?"

Huge drops of sweat beaded Anthony's forehead as all the color drained from his face.

"No, no, no! Mr. Lindt, this is a system malfunction! We must have been attacked by hackers! Quick! Call the IT department and have them fix it!"

Several programmers rushed over with their laptops and hastily worked on fixing the issue.

"Mr. Scoll… T-The coding is locked down tight, and we can't get into the backend!"

"You useless trash! What the hell am I paying you for?" Anthony kicked at the door in frustration.

By this point, Alexis was crying with anger, her tears ruining her makeup. Jabbing a furious finger at the programmers, she scolded, "You guys can't even fix a door security system? Are you all idiots!"

At that moment, all the screens in the company flickered simultaneously, the coding interface that was originally there vanishing. What replaced it was an enlarged, high-definition photo.

However, it wasn't an ugly photo of me, but a screenshot taken from the surveillance footage of Alexis seated in Anthony's lap. Both their clothes were disheveled, and it didn't take a genius to figure out why.

The attached caption declared in huge, bold red text, "The strongest unspoken rule in the entire company: whoever views this image will get a performance bonus."