As F God Fox's former little fan, Luo Wensheng would never mistake Fox for his lost steps.
Could it be that Song Fei is Fox's apprentice
Luo Wensheng was very excited, he couldn't wait to ask Song Fei for the truth.
But now it was game time, he couldn't disturb Song Fei's performance. Luo Wensheng clasped his arms with his hands, pinched his arm muscles with his fingernails, used the pain to keep himself calm, and warned himself not to be impulsive.
There are countless black hands hiding under the dark net. It took Zhang Jingjing almost ten minutes to find out the URL of the adoption website. But she couldn't break through the firewall set up by the other party's hackers.
Gradually, Zhang Jingjing's forehead began to sweat. She sneaked a glance at Song Fei beside her, but she saw that Song Fei was still eating popping candy leisurely, Zhang Jingjing felt uneasy with that calm aura.
Is Song Fei pretending? Or is she really sure
In fact, as early as two months ago, Luo Wensheng tracked down this website, but his skills were not as good as others, and he also failed to crack the firewall set up by the other party. Zhang Jingjing thought to herself, Song Fei should not be able to do what Team Luo could not do.
As soon as this thought came to Zhang Jingjing's mind, Song Fei said lightly, "OK."
Zhang Jingjing looked over in astonishment, and saw Song Fei successfully broke through the other party's firewall, and knocked down a red Firefox on the computer. That Firefox was still twitching its ass at the other hacker, and it looked like it deserved a beating.
When Luo Wensheng saw this Firefox, a frightening light suddenly shot out from his eyes. He suddenly pinched the back of the chair behind Zhang Jingjing! Staring at the Firefox, Luo Wensheng whispered softly: "Fox"
Yan Jiang was a little confused when he heard the word clearly.
Fox
fox
who is it
Yan Jiang stared at Song Fei who was sitting cross-legged on a chair with a flattering expression, and a bold guess gradually formed in his mind. Could it be that Ah Fei is Fox
Song Fei pushed away the keyboard and stood up.
Looking at Luo Wensheng faintly, Song Fei told him: "Captain Luo, that person's IP address is displayed near the Construction Bank on Kuifu Avenue, Fengcheng. Take a look, do you want to notify the Internet police in Fengcheng to arrest him?"
Luo Wensheng stared at Song Fei feverishly, and he couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Song Fei, don't go yet! I have something to tell you when I come back from the phone call!" In a hurry, as if she was afraid that Song Fei would leave if she was delayed for a second.
Song Fei pursed her lips, lowered her head, and stared at Zhang Jingjing who was sitting blankly in front of the computer.
"Miss Zhang, people should keep their word. Please resign immediately and promise that you will never appear in front of Yan Jiang again." Song Fei pinched her phone with a truly arrogant and contemptuous expression. She said, "What are you doing?" Not good, just mess with my man."
Don't you know that men and cars are not allowed to be rented out
Hearing this, Zhang Jingjing's complexion was as pale as ashes, and she sat motionless on the chair. Yan Jiang was stimulated by Song Fei's "my man" and his heart was beating wildly.
A room of uniformed policemen all looked at this scene blankly, they were all puzzled——
Why did Team Zhang lose to Song Fei? -
After Luo Wensheng made the phone call, he hurried back to the competition hall. He opened the door and invited all the other colleagues out, "It's getting late, your family and children are still waiting for you to go home!"
Luo Wensheng issued an order to evict the guests, and the colleagues who joined in the fun left unsatisfied.
In the hall, only Luo Wensheng, Song Fei, and the loser Zhang Jingjing were left.
Zhang Jingjing and the others had all left before she stood up. She first glanced at Song Fei unwillingly, seeing that Song Fei's expression was indifferent, and she had no intention of showing mercy to her subordinates, no matter how arrogant a woman was, she was about to cry now.
"Captain Luo." Zhang Jingjing clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, picking her fingers uneasily.
She bit her lip, her beautiful face was full of unwillingness and grievance, and there was a hazy layer of tears in her eyes. "Captain Luo, I will bring you my resignation letter tomorrow morning, and I hope you will approve it."
After speaking, Zhang Jingjing burst into tears.
Luo Wensheng was taken aback when he heard that, he almost forgot that Zhang Jingjing had made a bet with Song Fei before the game. Luo Wensheng subconsciously looked at Song Fei, wanting to plead for Zhang Jingjing, "Miss Song Fei, look" he just opened his mouth when Song Fei interrupted him.
Song Fei directly turned her palms outward to Luo Wensheng, and rejected Luo Wensheng forcefully: "The plea is not negotiable. Since Captain Luo loves his subordinates so much, why don't you take the initiative to resign and let Zhang Jingjing be the captain?"
"If Captain Luo is willing, then I am willing to make concessions."
Song Fei was so domineering, she didn't take hard and soft, which made Luo Wensheng very embarrassed.
Zhang Jingjing was sure that Song Fei would not let her go, so she looked at Yan Jiang eagerly. Although she didn't ask Yan Jiang to speak well for her, the resentful and pitiful look in her eyes was worth a thousand words.
Yan Jiang was resolute towards Song Fei. "Miss Zhang, you are willing to bet and admit defeat. You are all adults. If you can afford to play, you must afford to lose."
With just this one sentence, Yan Jiang broke all Zhang Jingjing's expectations of him.
Zhang Jingjing clenched her fists and said to Luo Wensheng in a hoarse voice: "Captain Luo, goodbye, I will come to see you tomorrow morning with my resignation letter." After speaking, Zhang Jingjing picked up her bag and ran away wiping her tears.
After staring at Zhang Jingjing's back for a while, Luo Wensheng turned back worriedly, patted Yan Jiang on the shoulder, and said in a friendly voice, "Zhang Jingjing's father is Boss Zhang."
Yan Jiang: "What are you afraid of? I have tens of millions of fans on Weibo. If he dares to threaten me, I will dare to threaten him." Yan Jiang is used to being rampant. He was able to do things like violently beating capital bosses many years ago, so why would he be afraid? Zhang Jingjing's father!
Luo Wensheng somewhat admired Yan Jiang's ruthlessness, but right now, Song Fei was the one Luo Wensheng cared about the most. Luo Wensheng suddenly pulled Yan Jiang away and squeezed to stand between Yan Jiang and Song Fei.
Luo Wensheng lowered his head and looked at Song Fei with bright eyes. He lowered his voice and asked Song Fei mysteriously: "Miss Song Fei, do you know Fox?"
Hearing Fox's name again, Yan Jiang also perked up his ears.
Song Fei nodded and said, "She is my teacher."
"Sure enough, a famous teacher produces a great apprentice!" Luo Wensheng was so excited that he was so close to his idol for the first time. He asked obsequiously, "Is your master okay? He was never seen again and we all miss him."
In everyone's mind, Fox has always been a man's image.
A strong hacker should be a man! This is the consensus of almost everyone.
Song Fei blinked her eyelashes, lied and said lightly, "My master is dead."
"Ah?" Luo Wensheng was stunned as if struck by lightning, "How could that be?"
"My master is not in good health. He was in a car accident before. Although he saved his life, various organs in his body developed problems one after another. He passed away two years ago." When she spoke, Song Fei's face was full of emotion. Sincerely sad.
Luo Wensheng didn't have any doubts about Song Fei's words. He was full of emotion, "God F is my belief. When I was still studying, God F was already a god-like existence. I want to meet God F , has always been my obsession. Unfortunately, I can't see it anymore."
Song Fei: "After so many years, Captain Luo still remembers Master, it's because of his heart."
Not being able to see God F, but meeting God F's apprentice, can be regarded as making up for Luo Wensheng's regret.
Song Fei was a good seedling, and thinking of such a good seedling being hidden by Yan Jiang at home, Luo Wensheng felt that it was a waste of money. He asked Song Fei with a shy face: "Miss Song Fei hasn't been working in the research institute recently?"
"I'm not feeling well, it's not suitable to run around and get tired, so I won't work this year."
Hearing this, Luo Wensheng hurriedly threw an olive branch at Song Fei, and said courteously, "Our surveillance team is short of people now, you see, one will leave tomorrow."
"If Miss Song Fei is willing, she can come to work in our monitoring brigade. Our work benefits are good here, five insurances and one housing fund, and weekends! You don't need to do hard work, just sit and surf the Internet."
Song Fei had the illusion that she had entered an MLM center.
"The salary is too low, I don't like it." Song Fei refused very simply.
Thinking that Yan Jiang was still working in the bureau and didn't want to offend his colleagues, Song Fei reluctantly said, "I can set aside two days a week to give you technical guidance."
As a student of Fox, Song Fei is qualified to say such things.
Luo Wensheng seemed to be on a roller coaster, his mood fluctuated up and down. Song Fei was willing to come and give technical guidance to their network surveillance team, and Luo Wensheng was also very content. "That's a good relationship! Miss Song Fei, we won't let you run away for nothing. In this way, we will give you a salary, calculated by the day!"
"OK."
That's it.
It was already past nine o'clock at night when Song Fei and Yan Jiang walked out of the Public Security Bureau building side by side. Both of them didn't speak, and they came to the Hummer in silence all the way.
After getting in the car, Yan Jiang sat in the co-pilot very consciously and fastened his seat belt. song
Fei has the same personality as her when driving, rebellious and wild. Yan Jiang has developed a good habit of the first thing in the car is the seat belt.
Song Fei lowered her head to start the car, and suddenly heard Yan Jiang say: "Curse yourself dead, don't say it again." Luo Wensheng might believe Song Fei's absurd remarks before, but Yan Jiang didn't.
Song Fei was still in a coma two years ago, where did the master hacker come from
Song Fei moved the car out of the parking space and drove into the traffic on the road. Controlling the steering wheel, she suddenly told Yan Jiang: "A Jiang, I am Fox."
After Yan Jiang experienced the initial stimulation, his emotions have calmed down now, and he can accept this fact calmly. Hearing Song Fei's confession, Yan Jiang nodded lightly and said, "I've already guessed it."
Finding that Yan Jiang's reaction was flat and didn't look surprised at all, Song Fei found it boring. "Aren't you curious?"
"It's not surprising what happened to you." Yan Jiang began to blow Song Fei's rainbow fart: "You have been smart since you were a child, and you are a genius. Someday you tell me that you can mend the sky, and I will believe that you are the reincarnation of Nuwa."
Song Fei: ""
She freed up a hand and touched Yan Jiang's cheek. Thinking of something, the hand that was originally stroking gently suddenly exerted some strength and slapped Yan Jiang's cheek.
Yan Jiang was taken aback.
He tilted his head in astonishment, and asked Song Fei aggrievedly and angrily: "Why did you hit me!"
Song Fei looked at Yan Jiang's outfit today, curled her lips and said, "Why do you look so good-looking at work? You look like a peacock, no wonder you are missed by the mistress. Knowing that you are very attractive, can't you restrain yourself? Keep a low profile?"
Don't blame Xiaosan for being bad-hearted, just blame Yan Jiang for being too handsome.
Yan Jiang: ""
He looked down at his clothes.
Having been an artist for many years, Yan Jiang's fashion taste is naturally top-notch. Even if he has to wear a forensic white coat to go to work every day, under the white coat, he must dress exquisitely and stylishly.
For example, today, Yan Jiang wore a warm white turtleneck sweater, which was paired with a light blue Chanel jacket. It has been a few months since he came back from Africa, and Yan Jiang's hair has grown long again. He just went to dye his hair light brown a few days ago. With such a dress, the aura of a top star is revealed.
After being scolded by Song Fei, Yan Jiang actually laughed.
Seeing him laugh, Song Fei frowned in confusion, and asked him with a ferocious expression, "What are you laughing at?"
Yan Jiang put his fist against his lips, blocking the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but want to rise. After the smile stopped, Yan Jiang said: "Song Fei, you look so cute when you are jealous."
"Shut up!"
Song Fei lowered the brim of her hat to her right cheek to cover her red ears.
Yan Jiang still couldn't hold back and smiled. -
Considering that his grandfather's health was deteriorating, Song Ci decided to return to the villa in the middle of the mountain to live for a while. Han Zhan packed his things and drove back to the Banshan villa with Song Ci.
Passing by the gate of Cheng's house, Song Ci found many luxury cars parked at the gate of Cheng's house. She saw several familiar faces, all distant relatives of the Cheng family, and Song Ci had met them a few times in her previous life.
Generally, these distant relatives will come over only when major events or important festivals happen.
There were many people and vehicles, so Han Zhan slowed down a bit. When the distant relatives of the Cheng family heard the sound of the wheels, they turned their heads and took a look at Han Zhan's car. Seeing that it was a Volvo, they looked away again.
Looking at the silhouette of the Cheng family reflected in the rearview mirror, Han Zhan was a little puzzled. "What happened to the Cheng family?"
Song Ci touched the wedding ring, and said calmly, "I heard that the old lady of the Cheng family is not in good health, maybe it's just a matter of these two days."
"So suddenly?"
The old lady of the Cheng family was one year younger than Han Aoyu, last year the Cheng family held a birthday party for the old lady, and the old lady was not in good health then. She survived the winter, but fell in this spring when all things were revived.
Thinking of Han Aoyu, Song Ci suddenly said, "Han Zhan, before giving birth, let's stay at Grandpa's house forever."
Han Zhan looked sideways and took a deep look at Song Ci. This is Song Ci, she is not as clever and cunning as Song Fei, but she also has her cuteness.
"good."
Knowing that Song Ci will live here all the time during her pregnancy, Han Aoyu was overjoyed. He said: "If Miss Song wasn't pregnant with a child, I really want to renovate the decoration of the house and arrange it in the way you young people like."
"Forget it, Grandpa, it's fine like this." Seeing Han Aoyu staring at her belly, Song Ci looked embarrassed and wanted to touch it. She smiled knowingly, stretched out her hand to hold Han Aoyu's hand, and pressed his hand gently on her lower abdomen.
Han Aoyu was stunned.
Putting the palm on Song Ci's flat belly, Han Aoyu's heart softened when he thought that there was a small life in this belly, and he would soon fall to the ground and cry.
"Little great-grandson, I am your grandfather!"
Song Ci couldn't help laughing, she imitated the tone of a baby, and said to Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, grandpa, hello, I am companion."
Han Aoyu chuckled. He pulled Song Ci to sit down, and hinted Han Zhan to pour tea for him with his eyes. Han Zhan poured tea for his grandfather, when he heard his grandfather suddenly say, "I don't know if the child in Miss Song's stomach is a boy or a girl."
Hearing this, Han Zhan quickly gave Song Ci a comforting look.
Pregnant mothers hate hearing others talk about the gender of their unborn baby.
Song Ci shook his head and smiled at him, expressing his indifference.
Only then did Han Zhan tell Han Aoyu seriously: "Grandpa, don't say such things in the future. I like both boys and girls." Han Zhan thought that grandpa was patriarchal and wanted Song Ci to have a boy.
Knowing that Han Zhan had misunderstood himself, Han Aoyu raised his leg and stepped on Han Zhan's foot, cursing angrily, "Fuck off! Which ear of yours heard that I despise girls?"
Han Zhan: "Your words sound ambiguous."
Han Aoyu let out a hey before saying, "I'm thinking of a name for my future great-grandson. How can I be patriarchal? Your mother climbed on top of my head and acted wildly when I was young!"
Han Zhan didn't make a sound.
On the contrary, Song Ci smiled and asked Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, you have a nice name, you can tell me." Song Ci still respects Han Aoyu, and it is also an honor for Grandpa to name the child.
Han Aoyu thought for a while and said, "I have high hopes for this child, and I want to give him the word 'Yu' in my name. If it's a boy, how about calling it Ling Yu? Han Lingyu!"
Han Aoyu named Song Ci's child Han Lingyu in the hope that the child would surpass him in the future.
Song Ci said hesitantly: "This name is too big."
"It's enough to marry another cheap nickname. Goudan, Tiedan, Braised Dan, Yadan, Huzi" Han Aoyu announced more than ten cheap names in one breath.
Song Ci was taken aback when he heard that.
Han Zhan asked, "What if it's a girl?"
Han Aoyu pondered for a while, then said: "If it's a girl, call her Han Jingyu." Han Aoyu tilted his head and looked at Song Ci, and asked her: "Song girl, what do you think? If you don't like it, then you can take it as you like." ’” He was more open-minded.
After thinking about it, Song Ci said, "I like the name Han Jingyu. As for Han Lingyu," Song Ci thought about it and said, "I still think this name is too big. In this way, if it is a boy, we will name him Han Zhen." , when he is weak, we will give him the nickname 'Ling Yu'. Grandpa, what do you think?"
Han Aoyu nodded approvingly, and said, "Han Zhen is not a bad name, so I will do as you say."
Now that the wording was mentioned, Song Ci suddenly looked at Han Zhan. Han Zhan's grandmother is a well-educated scholar. When Han Zhan was in his twenties, maybe his grandmother also gave him calligraphy.
Song Ci asked Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, what is Brother Han's character?"
Hearing Song Ci's question, Han Zhan suddenly got up and left.
Song Ci looked at the back of Han Zhan walking upstairs, feeling strange in his heart, when he heard Han Aoyu say, "Han Zhan's character is Zhenhua."
Zhenhua
Song Ci was stunned, and the name Lu Zhenhua subconsciously popped up in his mind. In "Deep Love and Rain", there is a famous Yiping who has nine wives and her father, Lu Zhenhua!
No wonder Han Zhan slipped so fast, it's embarrassing. "It's a good name." Although Lu Zhenhua has become a meme on the Internet, the word "Zhenhua" is a clever name.
It was getting late, Han Aoyu had to go to sleep, Song Ci watched Han Aoyu go back to the room, and then went upstairs to their room. Standing at the door of the room, Song Ci raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, when she thought of something, she stopped suddenly.
Song Ci squeezed her throat and coughed, then slammed on the door—
After taking a shower, Han Zhan came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair, and heard Song Ci screaming outside the door, imitating Aunt Xue's swearing tone in the TV series "Deep Love and Rain", cursing angrily: "Han Zhenhua! You have nine wives, am I the only one who will cuckold you?"
Han Zhan's eyebrows jumped wildly.
He knew that Song Ci, a playwright, would not let him go.
There will be another update tomorrow morning, let's update it at ten o'clock at the latest.
(end of this chapter)