Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

After buying the last clothes, Ji Feng was relieved. The salesperson in this clothing store was too enthusiastic. He had to persuade her to give up the idea of ​​changing clothes with Yang Linger. Otherwise, with Yang Linger's scars, he was afraid that he would spend the rest of the year in the police station.

He bought everything, including food, clothing, and even menstrual supplies. Although the two were tied together by Ji Feng's unilateral interests, this did not conflict with Ji Feng's intention to treat Yang Linger better. As a person who was also suffering in the world, Ji Feng had experienced the pain of losing the last shelter and drifting outside.

Compared to destroying other people's umbrellas after being caught in the rain, Ji Feng preferred to tear off the answers in the children's exercise books.

"Is there anything else you want?"

Yang Linger shook her head.

She opened the notepad for the first time, and on the shaking wheel, she smelled the faint scent of bath gel coming from Ji Feng, slowly wrote a line of crooked words, and then raised the notepad with her head close to her head.

[What should I do next? ]

There is always a price to pay for getting something. There is nothing in the world that comes without effort.

Now that she had a cart full of her belongings, Yang Linger felt that she should do something to pay the price.

Ji Feng glanced and continued to look forward.

He finally understood why the big boss would look into the distance when listening to his subordinates' reports.

Because his subordinates all lowered their heads, leaving only the top of their heads dry and nothing to see.

"Why do you ask that?"

[……]

Through the farce in the morning, Ji Feng could almost understand what Yang Linger was thinking at the moment. She just felt that she couldn't bear to be treated like this.

"So what do you want to do?"

[I don't know, I will do whatever you ask me to do. ]

"Then you should say thank you."

After half a minute, the notepad slowly climbed up to the top of the head again, as if its weight was unbearable for the holder.

[Thank you. ]

"Yeah."

The shopping cart was a bit old and not well taken care of. It would make a harsh metal friction sound when pushed. Fortunately, this sound made the silence between the two people less awkward.

'The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light...'

Ji Feng picked up the phone.

"..."

"Are we going to the group now?"

"Okay, I got it."

After paying the bill, Ji Feng sent Yang Ling'er home.

"I'm going to work. Don't open the door to anyone at home, don't go out and run around. If you're hungry, find something to eat by yourself."

Yang Ling'er stood by the sofa and nodded obediently.

After Ji Feng left, Yang Ling'er kept staring at the security door. It seemed that she remembered something and her body couldn't help trembling slightly. Then she hugged herself and huddled in the corner quietly waiting for Ji Feng to come back.

The central area is not like the black street. The Federal Bureau controls the order here. Except for fewer people, it is no different from the modern city center.

Three skyscrapers are erected in the center of the city, and the triangle sits to protect one of them.

Ji Feng walked into the middle one, passed the security check, took his work card and took the elevator until it stopped on the 33rd floor.

Each floor in the skyscraper represents a business in City X, and nearly a hundred people are busy in it.

The 33rd floor is different. There is only one office here. There are only five people in the office, including Ji Feng, who are jointly responsible for the external hacking tasks arranged by the boss of Liang Group.

Ji Feng passed by the entertainment facilities specially prepared for them and went straight to the innermost office.

He was the last one to arrive, and the other four were already in place.

Ji Feng had just sat down at his workstation when the fat man at the next workstation came over with a chair.

Qi Junming, a homeboy, was also a good friend of Ji Feng in the group in the copy world.

"Ji Feng, do you know what big job the group is going to arrange that they called us all over?"

The five hackers rarely get together. On weekdays, everyone takes turns to be on duty. It must be a big deal to call them all over.

Ji Feng had a hunch that it might be because of Yang Linger, but he definitely couldn't say this to Qi Junming, the fat man.

"I don't know either, just wait."

Qi Junming touched his lower shell, with speculation in his eyes.

"Do you think it's possible to directly attack the Federal Bureau to obtain information?"

It seems that the ambition of the Liang Group has long been revealed, but it was only suppressed because of the restrictions on force.

Anyway, there is nothing to do now, so Ji Feng chatted with Qi Junming to get more information.

"Why do I feel like you are looking forward to this kind of thing?"

Qi Junming looked at the other people and missed them again, covered his mouth with his hands and whispered: "You don't know, last time I hacked the computer of the deputy director of the Federal Military Administration, there was a memo record in it, I was curious and looked in, guess what happened?"

Ji Feng cooperated and said: "What?"

"This deputy director is a cuckold!"

"It's fake, maybe he just keeps the evidence of cheating?"

"Bullshit! In the video, his wife is with a little yellow-haired boy, and he is tied to a stool with his eyes blindfolded. I also checked the little yellow-haired boy, he is just a powerless parking boy!"

"Hiss, is it so perverted?"

"Otherwise, why is he a big shot in the Federal General Administration? Don't say that I am not loyal. I will send you an encrypted email."

"Good brother, for life!"

Just as the two continued to discuss the great dangers and evils in the world, the annoying duck voice sounded in their ears.

"You are two otakus, just staring at this low-browed thing." The other three people in the office were standing beside the two people's desks. The leader, the one with slicked-back hair and big eyes, was the owner of the duck voice.

Did the otaku dig up your ancestral graves or fuck your mother? Why are you so dissatisfied with the otaku?

Who is this person? He looks familiar.

Zuo Min was furious when he saw Ji Feng's eyes. The rich butler under Mr. Liang was his second uncle, and he was the head of the 33rd floor of the building. How dare Ji Feng pretend not to know him? !

It's no wonder that Ji Feng didn't remember this guy's name. When accepting the identity setting, those tasks that were far less important were just a glance. Fortunately, there is a system that can display simple character information.

"Zuo Min, stop looking for trouble. What we are talking about has nothing to do with you." The fat Qi Junming leaned back in his chair, pressing it so hard that it creaked. Those who can work in this office basically sold their lives to the Liang Group. Even the rich housekeeper cannot easily command them without the order of Mr. Liang. Not to mention a little waste who relies on connections. "I tell you, I am the team leader of the 33rd floor. You have to listen to me!" Qi Junming's words made Zuo Min jump up and down in anger. "Shabi, get out." Ji Feng cursed mercilessly. "You...!" "If you keep nagging, your head will explode!" If Ji Feng had tolerated this before, he would not be so easy to swallow his anger now that he has more than ten lives on his hands. "Be quiet!" A light shout came from outside the door.