An extension of you. Across every device, every person. Takes the call, writes the email, screens the candidate, automates your work. In your voice. The people getting twice as much done have one.
Khoi’s Agent
Khoi's busy. I'm not.
Hey, I'm Uni. Khoi's heads-down on Zinley, so I'm here — calls, email, schedules, the works. Same answer he'd give you, just faster.
Interconnected
One mind across your phone, your laptop, your web tab. One memory across the people you talk to. Hand off mid-task. Pick it up anywhere.
A personal Zinley email, tied to your account. Email Zinley directly, or have anyone CC it on a thread. It picks up from there.
Reach Zinley directly, or add it to any thread. No new app, no plugin to install.
Asks the right follow-ups, holds the back-and-forth, keeps you in the loop.
When both sides agree, the invite lands on your calendar.
Phone
Your own Zinley phone number, private to you and no one else. It picks up incoming, dials out when you ask, books a table, sits on hold, screens a candidate, then reports back.
People memory
Not facts you can google. The people in your actual life. Who they are, how you talk to them, where you left off.
Hand off your work. Zinley writes, browses, and gets through the list while you do something else.
Across hardware
Your extension lives on every device you own. Drive your Mac from your phone. Wake your laptop from the road. One thread across all of it.
What's under the hood
Powered by frontier intelligence
Zinley picks the right model for each task: coding, reasoning, voice, vision. Updates as new frontier models ship.
And just about anything else. See all the connections →
I mumble at my extension on the F train. Voice notes underground. Then I sit at my desk and the same conversation is already on my laptop, half-finished thought and all. One extension across both screens. I keep waiting for the seam and there isn't one.
Mia's school has my extension's number now. Three calls this month: pickup change, fundraiser, lunch account. Clean summary text after each. A PTA mom told me last week that 'my assistant' had been really patient with her. I just nodded. It is me, sort of.
Carlos has been our plumber for years. He called my extension about scheduling. Zinley already had him tagged as a family vendor from a previous job and pulled up the last invoice without me asking. Carlos told my husband later it was the easiest scheduling call he'd had all week. My extension remembers my people.
A client called my extension at 11pm on a Sunday. I was asleep. Zinley took the brief, said I'd respond in the morning, and didn't promise anything on my behalf. Monday I had a clean handoff and the client wasn't waiting. The boundary is the part I trust.
My mom called my extension by mistake. Zinley knew her voice, told her I was in a meeting, and took her message. She called me back laughing and said it had a nicer phone manner than I do. Probably true.
Pager hit at 1am. Asked my extension from my phone, got the diagnosis lying in bed. Walked to my desk and the laptop was already on the same incident, same logs, same context. It drafted the rollback while I made coffee. I still ran it manually. That's where I am with it.
