Zhou Hengfeng… If he hadn’t almost joined the Red Alliance over the years, he would have been silent long ago. The Zhou family is just good at marketing, and they use Zhou Hengfeng’s reputation as the number one hacker and his relationship with the Red Alliance to get along with all the major families in Beijing. To put it bluntly, it’s not certain how big the relationship between Zhou Hengfeng and the Red Alliance is!
He saw that the Red Alliance had ignored the Zhou family and Zhou Hengfeng over the years.
Jiang Xianrou was stumped by the question again, and she didn't know how to respond for a long time. Qin Si didn't want to embarrass her, but Jiang Xianrou's behavior of rushing to find him was a bit too much. He didn't say it politely. He looked at Jiang Xianrou and said, "Don't worry about Zhou Wei's affairs. Since Wang Ye asked her to get out, there must be a reason for her to get out. You don't need to ask me to plead for her. I won't help her. I don't have the face in front of Wang Ye, and you don't have the face either."
—I don’t have this face in front of Mr. Wang, and you don’t have this face even more!
This sentence was like a slap in the face. Jiang Xianrou's eyes were full of stars and her mind went blank. She knew that Qin Si's voice was not loud and Zhang Yang and the others might not hear it. Even if they heard it accidentally, Zhang Yang, who was so smart, would pretend not to hear it. But her face was still burning and she stood there for a long time without being able to move.
Qin Si ignored her and took out his cell phone again. He curled up on the sofa, found Qiao Nian's profile picture on WeChat, clicked on it and took a look.
Sister Qiao hasn't replied to his message yet.
He entered the game first, shared the team link with Qiao Nian, and then went to play other things.
*
At the ninth institute, Qiao Nian just returned to his room.
Just as I closed the door, my cell phone started flickering.
She was not in a hurry to look at it. She first took off the men's scarf from her neck and put it on the bed. Then she stared at the scarf for a few seconds, walked to the refrigerator, opened it, took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid, tilted her head back and took a sip.
After drinking the slightly cool mineral water, her restlessness was much relieved.
But the scene of being pushed against the wall and having her hair touched was still vivid in her mind. She always felt that someone seemed to be becoming more and more unscrupulous recently.
It feels a bit like crossing a line.
But he acted very naturally, as if that was just the way their relationship was.
Qiao Nian couldn't explain why, and felt something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong. She simply took the water bottle and walked to the desk, sat on the chair, crossed her legs casually, and took out her cell phone slowly.
See new news at a glance.
It was sent by Qin Si again.
Inviting her to play games.
Sent her a link.
Qiao Nian tapped the screen with his fingers, half-closed his eyes, and did not reply.
Mainly because after spending some time together, she has already realized that Qin Si is the type of person who, as long as you pay attention to him, will chat with you all day long without repeating himself.
She has always been afraid of trouble. Mainly because Qin Si just wanted to play games with her and it was not an important matter, Qiao Nian simply did not reply.
He crossed his long legs again, his eyes fell on WeChat, and he flipped through the message from Shen Qingqing that he had read halfway before.
[Sister Nian, have you heard in Beijing that Jiang Li seemed to have hit someone during the recording of the show?]
Shen Qingqing has always been a fan of Jiang Li, and Qiao Nian only heard about this later.
It is said that he is still a fan of his mother.
But... Jiang Li hit someone
Qiao Nian frowned and turned on the laptop on the table. The computer interface was cleaner than her mobile phone interface. She brought up the search box and entered the keyword "Jiang Li beats people".
Suddenly a bunch of press releases popped up.
She leaned back in her chair, squinted her eyes, clicked on one of the posts and scanned the posts quickly, then logged into Weibo and checked the status of the post.
(End of this chapter)