Chapter 991: Chapter 991 - The Part-Time Expert (7)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the prison...

Several players squatted in the small dark room and shivered. Sanding before them was Team Phoenix’s team leader—Phoenix Yufei.

The man wore sportswear, and you couldn’t tell what his profession was from this outfit. He had slightly long hair, half of it tied by a red thread, high in the air, and the other half falling down his shoulder casually. If it weren’t for his male body, you could have mistaken him for a girl.

He leaned against the small, dark room’s wall, looking at them with a faint smile. “Were you put in here by Wind He Rising?”

“Yes...” the red-clothed player answered while trembling. They didn’t expect that the team leader would come to bail them out in person.

“Wind He Rising...” The game expert in Asking Gods. It was said that this ID was also very famous in other games.

Phoenix Yufei curled up the corners of his lips with interest.

“I’ve paid the bail money for you. But you’ll still need to stay here for one day to reflect as punishment. Don’t do things brashly in the future, Team Phoenix is not a tool for you to show off.”

“Yes yes yes...”

Phoenix Yufei left the room.

He pulled open the Friend interface and entered Wind He Rising.

[The player refuses to befriend anyone.]

Phoenix Yufei’s eyes narrowed.

“Ahhhhh, it’s Feifei!”

“Where? Where’s Little Feifei!”

“Little Feifei!”

The man’s expression changed and he closed the page, then ran away quickly.

...

Ming Shu exited the game, leaving Jiang Liu there alone. She told Wang Heyang to tell Jiang Liu that she left first.

Wang Heyang: “...”

Ming Shu received a series of furious calls from the bald old man.

“Okay okay okay, I’ll go there right now, please don’t jump off the building... It’s troublesome to clean up the mess.”

Meanwhile, Wang Heyang was experiencing the most indescribable feeling beside her.

What kind of people had he recruited!

Was it too late to regret?!

Wang Heyang reflected upon himself deeply. Next time, I’ll never be cheated by a pretty girl!

Ming Shu took a taxi and arrived at the address given in the file.

She looked at the high-end and magnificent villa before her, which she could tell from a glimpse was not something that would be owned by ordinary people. She took out the file, and then checked the address by the door number while comparing with the information on the file.

...Our country is so powerful now?

A research project was directly located at the prime area, and a villa had been designated as its base?

Ming Shu shoved two steamed buns into her mouth to get over it. Then she walked forward to press the doorbell.

Someone came to open the door, and what he saw was a young girl with bulging cheeks looking at him innocently.

“Cough... Who are you looking for?” the man asked.

Ming Shu showed him the pass.

“Oh, an intern.” The man took the pass and took out a card-reading machine to identify it, then opened the door. “Come in.”

He led Ming Shu into the villa and toured her around. The villa had a total of six floors, with four on the ground and two below.

Without permission, the staff couldn’t go down to the two floors underground. The first and second floor allowed for free activities, the third floor was a dormitory, and the fourth floor was limited.

Ming Shu was arranged at a place by the window on the second floor, from where she could see the small garden outside the villa.

The man asked Ming Shu to sign a non-disclosure agreement first, then said, “The work assignments will be sent to your mailbox later, you can get yourself familiar with the environment first. Remember, the only one that you can’t offend here is Mr. Si.”

“Mr. Si?”

“He’s a special adviser to our project and he owns this villa,” the man explained. “Anyway, just avoid him if you see him.”

The man then left hurriedly. The people here all focused on their own jobs. Even though Ming Shu appeared as a new face, no one looked at her carefully and they didn’t seem to care who she was.

These people were all top talents from across the country, so it was normal that they were arrogant.

Ming Shu sat down. She found that the computer was equipped with a game helmet for Asking Gods!

This... Wasn’t this treatment too good?

Ding—

A notification for a new email bounced out on the screen.

Ming Shu opened it and browsed through it.

Then she had to search for some information in the file cabinet nearby. She knew nothing about the project.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from downstairs, sounding like someone had kicked something down. Ming Shu lifted her head from the data files.

The footsteps sounded from the stairs, and the leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making slight noises.

A man came up with two people. He had a suit jacket on, with one hand in the pocket, the other holding some documents, like a gang boss who showed up at the wrong site.

The man looked very unhappy and threw the documents onto the nearest person. “You haven’t handed in the data I asked you to alter two days ago, what are you doing all day long? Giving birth to children? And this stuff, whoever made this just pack up your things and be gone!”

The second floor fell into weird silence.

There was only the sound of machines operating.

A man in the corner on the second floor began to pack up his things quietly, then he walked to the man with a box, seemingly wanting to say something to redeem his dignity. But as soon as he met the man’s fierce eyes, he lowered his head and left dejectedly.

The man seemed even more unhappy and lifted his foot to kick things around.

Dong. A dull sound.

The man suddenly turned his head and met with Ming Shu’s staring eyes. “What are you looking at? Can you finish the task by looking at me?”

Ming Shu: “...”

The man was unhappy from his head to his toes; even his hair was doused in the unhappy aura.

Ming Shu smiled at him, then lowered her head to continue her search for the data.

The man averted his gaze and went upstairs, stepping with his handmade leather shoes. A round of weird noises came from upstairs again, and then it finally quieted down.

When finally, nothing could be heard, everyone on the second floor breathed a sigh of relief.

Ming Shu finished the work required in the email and then sent it out. She sat in her seat, eating snacks, and began to size up the people around at her convenience.

The second floor was divided into several areas, but just like a company, all the areas were separated by transparent glass.

“Hey... Could you please send this up for me?”

Ming Shu looked to her side.

A man stood before Ming Shu’s seat with a file in his hand, and a gentle smile on his face.

Strange... Why does this new intern look a little familiar?

“Why me?”

“...Please.” The man put his doubts aside and revealed a pleading expression. Then he took out a bag of snacks from nowhere. “Please.”

Ming Shu: “...”

Snacks...

For the sake of snacks...

“To whom?”

The man put the document on Ming Shu’s table, sneaking away while saying, “Mr. Si.”

The man then hid in a corner and watched Ming Shu go upstairs, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Are you bullying the newbies again?” One of the colleagues popped out.

“...I’m testing the newbie’s psychological durability,” the man answered. “Finally we have a new intern, if she knows the situation well later, how will she be willing to do that for me?”

“Speaking of which... She seems to be your junior schoolmate.”

“My junior schoolmate?”

The colleague continued, “It’s said she’s learning from the same supervisor as you.”

The man felt like his whole person had collapsed.

He took out his phone and found a message, looking at the identification photo on the screen, and in his mind the face in the photo spontaneously overlapped with the girl just now.

The man: “...”

The colleague patted his shoulder. “I also heard that in order to get this girl in, your supervisor used much of his influence, but you just treated her like that...”

One who had no real ability would by no means get in here.

So the colleague didn’t care much about Ming Shu’s getting in through the back door. Instead, he took pity on his brother.

The man: “...”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om