Rebirth: The Counterattack of Hitting Workers

Zhong Ke'er's crying cry pierced Li Shaoyang's heart.

"Am I just so annoying to you!?" This was Zhong Ke'er's question from the bottom of her heart.

Does Li Shaoyang hate Zhong Ke'er?
No, of course he didn't hate Zhong Ke'er, he never hated Zhong Ke'er, from the time he knew her to now, no, not once.

But why did Zhong Keer misunderstand him when he did it?Is it because I didn't do well, or did I misunderstand her by my performance?

"Ke'er, I..." Li Shaoyang, who was suppressed by the momentum, didn't know what to do for a while.

Li Shaoyang's performance made Zhong Ke'er a little sober, she suddenly regretted, thinking about who she is?To put it nicely, he is only the subordinate of the master, so what qualifications do he have to question the other party.

Feeling remorse for her recklessness, she lowered her head suddenly, "I'm sorry, master, I..."

Zhong Ke'er, who had restrained her momentum, turned into a submissive little girl again. Li Shaoyang felt a pain in his heart, and he suddenly knew what he should do.

Basically out of an instinctive reaction, just when Zhong Ke'er was about to continue apologizing, Li Shaoyang hugged her. This was the first time he hugged a girl on his own initiative.

"Stop talking, Ke'er, it's the master... No, I was wrong."

"Master..." Zhong Ke'er murmured, but didn't say anything.

"You don't owe me anything, even if you owed me in the past, it's been written off now. From now on... you are Zhong Ke'er, and I am Li Shaoyang. I... don't need you as my subordinate..."

Zhong Ke'er was startled, and wanted to break free, but was hugged tightly by Li Shaoyang. At this moment, he didn't know where the strength came from.

"Don't move Ke'er, listen to me, will you finish?"

Zhong Ke'er struggled a bit, but finally obeyed Li Shaoyang's words.

"Don't call me master anymore, we are equal, I am not superior, and neither are you."

"Don't get me wrong, Ke'er, I'm not trying to drive you away, I just want to say, friends... you should be treated equally."

"That's right, from now on you are my friend of Li Shaoyang, not a servant or subordinate, you are my friend of Li Shaoyang's life!"

"As long as you want, you can stay by my side for the rest of your life, until you want to leave."

"Oh, by the way, Ke'er, I've never hated you, really! I haven't once since I met you, can you trust me?"

When it came to the end, Li Shaoyang was also a little choked up. It was the first time he had said so much from his heart to a girl, and every sentence came from the bottom of his heart. Even his ex-girlfriend had never been treated like this.

The person in his arms trembled, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Okay, master...Brother Shaoyang, can I call you that?" The person whose head was resting in Li Shaoyang's arms didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

"Okay, you can call me whatever you want, of course...except calling me master." Li Shaoyang chuckled lightly.

He knew that Zhong Ke'er was actually a bit older than Li Yifeng, but he was Li Shaoyang and not that Li Yifeng, so there was nothing unreasonable in calling Brother Shaoyang.

"Then...Brother Shaoyang, just be my brother, and you have to take good care of me in the future." Zhong Ke'er wiped away her tears and said mischievously.

Li Shaoyang touched her head, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Okay, my good sister Ke'er."

"Hee hee, idiot and bad brother."

The two fought for a while, Zhong Ke'er seemed to be in a good mood, and after eating the food Li Shaoyang brought back, she kept saying that she was not as good as her own.

Li Shaoyang asked her, since it was not tasty, why did she still eat it?
The answer I got was that I was really hungry.

After dinner, the two watched TV together for a while. Except for the change of address, everything else returned to the warmth before Zhong Keer left.

However, under this superficial warmth, there is an imminent storm hidden. By then, can they continue to maintain this rare warmth?
……

In an office in the United States, a middle-aged man is sitting on the boss's chair. He is none other than the person who hired "Xiao Ke" to snipe Li Shaoyang.

Sitting opposite him was a man about 30 years old depending on the situation. He had his legs crossed, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the middle-aged man at all. This was in stark contrast to the middle-aged man's other subordinates.

"Master Grant, I will trouble you this time."

The middle-aged man who spoke at this time had a gentle attitude, like a kind uncle.

"Well, you don't have to be so polite to me when you pay for my work." Grant replied indifferently.

However, the middle-aged man didn't show any dissatisfaction, instead he said with a smile: "I respect you, Master Grant, who doesn't know that you are a world-renowned micro-expression analysis master, this is not a job that ordinary people can do. "

"Don't flatter me, don't worry, as long as the money is in place, everything else will be fine, but I really don't understand, what are you doing so much trouble for? You want to know what other people are doing, what kind of software is installed on the computer, or eavesdropping Is it not enough? But it’s okay, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to make this money.”

The middle-aged man laughed. He felt that this was no secret to Grant, who had been working with him for a long time. After all, he was still counting on others to help him discover some problems that he couldn't.

Grant just casually said that he didn't expect the middle-aged man to give him an explanation, but this time it was somewhat unexpected.

"Master Grant, since you are interested, let me explain to you to show the sincerity of our cooperation."

"Oh? Tell me, I'm a little curious."

"Master Grant, I haven't thought about what you just said, but do you know who I asked you to analyze for me?"

Before Grant could answer, the middle-aged man immediately continued: "They are all top hackers in the world! You said to install some monitoring programs or Trojan horses in the computer, not to mention that most of them use automatic hackers. The computer I brought, even if I have a way to install it, wouldn't they find out?"

Grant nodded.

"And the bug is even more useless. It can only listen to the voice, so what if the other party doesn't speak? Isn't it useless?"

"That's right, I understand why you are looking for me." Grant smiled. Now it seems that he can't do without him. I'm afraid there is still money to be made!
"Okay, Master Grant, I've explained it to you, and I'll trouble you later. If you have any unusual troubles, please let me know." The middle-aged man also smiled.

He didn't care about the money at all, otherwise he wouldn't have hired the world's top micro-expression analysis master to do this kind of trivial work, and the fee would be quite high.

"Don't worry, then I'll go first. By the way, the number of people you gave this time is a bit large, and it will take ten days and a half months to get the results. You know, I'm usually busy."

"Okay, go slowly, I'll wait."