Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
At this moment, when he lanjin left the hospital, she heard someone say âsomeone peed his pants. â She just glanced at it, strode away, and drove back to the studio.
âHow was it? â He lanjin returned to the office and saw an Nuan wearing glasses and typing on the keyboard with an excited look on her face. She put the coffee she had just bought aside.
An Nuan only moved her laptop away after she finished playing one round.
âAh Jin, this is amazing! â An nuan pressed on he lanjinâs shoulder and cupped her face. âquick, set a time. When will it be released? â
As a gaming enthusiast, she kept rubbing her hands. She was so excited that she was about to fly to the sky.
âSHUA! â At that moment, a group of hackers rushed to the door. Looking at the ambiguous posture of the two women, they asked in unison, âboss, is there a new game? â
He lanjin was stunned for a moment. She pushed an Nuan away and walked towards them, saying, âyou still want to play my game? Previously... â
Hearing that she wanted to settle old scores, these people dispersed in a hubbub. They turned around and fled back to their seats.
âthere are still some loopholes. Iâll review them and see if they can be developed and released into the market in less than ten days, â He Lanjin said. An nuan followed behind her and asked mischievously, âdid you wear it last night? â
He lanjin took a cup of coffee and stuffed it into her arms, saying, âgo, go, go, go. â
âDid you enjoy it? â An nuan curiously stretched out her neck and was thrown out by he lanjin. With a bang, she closed the door. She had no idea what an Nuan meant by her question.
However, she did not know that the sexy lace little Ku from last night had caused Qiao Hanyeâs desire to burn.
He lanjin sat in front of the computer and quickly got back to work. She overthrew all the previous programs and reorganized them. With an NUANâs cooperation, the two of them had a tacit understanding.
... ...
Glory World Group was located in the golden position of Jiangcheng. It was so luxurious that it was like a pyramid standing there, causing people passing by to involuntarily look up.
In the luxurious CEOâs office, a tall figure sat on an exquisite boss chair, quietly flipping through documents. His entire body exuded the aura of a king, sacred and inviolable.
âRing. â The phone on the table rang. He reached out his slender hand to take the phone and said in a magnetic voice, âhello. â
âMaster. â Han Beichengâs voice rang out.
Qiao Hanye listened to what he said. The pen that he signed stopped and was casually thrown on the table. His tall body leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. He said in a deep voice, âso what Lu Zifan has been investigating recently is that he suspects that thereâs another force behind the he family? â
âYes, â Han Beicheng answered.
Qiao Hanye reached out to hold the coffee and took a SIP. His sexy thin lips pressed tightly together as he said in a deep voice, âwhereâs the thing? Letâs take a look. â
âYes, â Han Beicheng said and immediately hung up the phone.
Not long after, Han Beicheng sped back to glory World Group. He took the exclusive elevator to the top floor, pushed the door open, and quickly walked in. He placed the box on the table and said, âthatâs it. â
Qiao Hanye glanced at the box and opened the letter inside. His fingertips rubbed against his fingers and he could not help but laugh.
âMaster, is it real? â Han Beicheng asked in a low voice.
He opened the paper and looked at the ink dust on his fingertips. He said in a low voice, âIt seems that what Zhao Yuyi is holding is also fake. Zhao Tianming hid the real one. He probably doesnât want anyone other than the Qiao family to get it. â
âMaster, how do you know? â He asked in surprise.
Qiao Hanye stood up and put the letter under the light. It glowed yellow and said, âhe has followed my father for many years. He should know my fatherâs habits. You can read the lines backwards. â
Seeing this, Han Beicheng said, âIt seems that this Zhao Tianming must have known something and was worried that his last letter would be stolen, so he borrowed the old masterâs habits. Other than you, master, no one in the world can verify the authenticity. â