Rebirth Hurricane: I, Xu Lei, will be a technology boss

"Huh? Say it backwards?"

An Xin was instantly terrified.

Fake identities and false experiences, let’s talk backwards, wouldn’t that reveal the truth?

"What? Is there a problem?"

Xu Lei narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a smile.

An Xin didn't dare to look Xu Lei squarely.

"No, no, I worked as a security guard at Fontainebleau, and before that..."

"Okay, I'm teasing you! You go back and clean up, and move in with me tonight."

After finishing speaking, Xu Lei opened the door and got out of the car.

"Live together? Live, live here?" An Xin panicked.

Xu Lei turned back and asked with a smile: "What's the matter? Don't you want to live in a big villa?"

"Yes, of course."

An Xin nodded repeatedly.

"If you think about it, go back and pack it up. I still have important tasks for you tomorrow."

With a bang, Xu Lei closed the door and left.

Looking at his back, An Xin wanted to yell to remind him that the money in the trunk hadn't been taken yet.

But when the words came to his lips, he still held back.

Turning around, An Xin gripped the steering wheel tightly.

In this quiet car, he seemed to be able to hear the beating of his own heart.

Although it was just a few simple chats just now, he was so frightened that his mouth was dry and his body was covered in cold sweat.

"Let me talk backwards... this Xu Lei, is he a devil?"

"How is it crazier than the crazy donkey who hung me up and beat me?"

An Xin took a few breaths.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was really hard to be an undercover agent.

But the matter has come to this point, how can you give up lightly?

After driving away from Xu's villa, An Xin went to the residence arranged by the master in advance.

On the way, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so after parking the car and going upstairs, he secretly called his master Cao Chuang.

"Are you sure you didn't agree when Meng Yu called your real name?"

"Very sure."

"Then you shouldn't have exposed yourself, otherwise Xu Lei wouldn't let you live with him, let alone explain that there are important tasks tomorrow."

"What do I do next?"

"Continue to pretend to protect yourself, and find a way to figure out what it means to go up the mountain."

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Chapter 11 Playboy?terrible!

Long night.

Xu Lei lay on the big soft bed, unable to sleep no matter what.

Before time-traveling, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get a promotion or raise, and I couldn't say goodbye to being single.

Maybe God thinks he is too miserable.

So I arranged for myself to travel through time and become the son of Xu Jiang, the boss of Jinghai.

From a depressed middle-aged bald scientific researcher to a rich, powerful, young and handsome prince.

He rides in an imported luxury car and lives in a detached villa.

Even if he wants to start a business, Xu Jiang can not only smooth out his personal connections, but also provide huge funds.

This comfortable young master's life is really enjoyable.

In the hospital before, Xu Lei wondered if he could wake up, only to find that he had traveled back, and it was just a dream.

but now……

Xu Lei didn't want to go back.

What are you doing back home?

Do you still want to fight for scientific research until you die alone, regardless of hair loss, baldness, and injuries?

Do you still want to continue to be taken credit for and exploited by selfish leaders?

I was originally an orphan, and I have dedicated more than ten years to the country's scientific research, and I am worthy of the motherland's upbringing.

Now that he has traveled to another plane of time and space, and has become the prince envied by countless people, why should he still miss the past?

They come, the security.

I am familiar with the plot of Hurricane, and I also know the development trend of science and technology.

He has mastered a lot of advanced technology, and has Xujiang's strong contacts and funds available.

With such good conditions, why not do a great job?

In this turbulent, the golden age of rapid economic development.

There are too many industry fields that are almost blank or extremely backward.

Just think about it, there are countless opportunities to make money.

Even if you are a copywriter, you can make a lot of money by copying popular songs, best-selling novels, and classic movies.

only……

The more opportunities there are, the more I think about it, the more I can't sleep.

"Damn, don't want to."

"The first thing is just the beginning, and the results haven't been done well yet. What's the use of thinking about anything else?"

"It's a pity that there are no smartphones and wireless networks in this era. Otherwise, playing games on Douyin would not be so boring!"

With a sigh, Xu Lei turned over and forced himself to fall asleep as soon as possible.

And at the same time.

An Xin, who was assigned to a room on the second floor, also tossed and turned, having trouble falling asleep.

It's not just because I've made up for sleep during the day, I'm not very sleepy.

The main reason is that to solve the case, the pressure of being an undercover agent is too great.

I always wonder if I can find any clues or breakthroughs and solve the case as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the longer you stay undercover, the greater the risk of exposure and the greater the mental stress.

The spy agents in the movie are calm and omnipotent, and can easily resolve even dangers.

But that is a film after all, a fictional artistic creation.

Undercover agents in reality, incognito must never reveal their identities.

Otherwise, once exposed, not only is it easy to die tragically, but it will even implicate the family.

Whenever she thinks of the anti-narcotics policeman whose identity was exposed, who was brutally tortured to death by drug dealers, and her family members were also crazily retaliated against, An Xin feels more anxious.

He wanted to solve the case as soon as possible, but unfortunately there were no reliable clues, and it was simply unrealistic to capture the mad donkey back and torture him to extract a confession.

After thinking about it, I have no clue.

I don't know how long it took after tossing and turning before I fell asleep drowsily.

The next day, early in the morning.

The sound of knocking on the door woke up the sleeping An Xin.

"Who?"

"It's me, hurry up and get ready to go."

Hearing Xu Lei's voice, An Xin quickly turned over and got up.

"Alright Young Master Xu, I'll get up right away."

While dressing quickly, An Xin thought to herself.

Xu Lei said last night that there is an important task today, what kind of task will it be?

Could it be related to Huang Cuicui's case?

Full of anticipation, he hurriedly washed and went downstairs

"Xiaoxin, come over for breakfast."

"Oh well."

Walking quickly to the restaurant, An Xin was a little dumbfounded.

The breakfast he thought was steamed stuffed bun with soy milk, fried dough sticks, or porridge rice rolls or something like that.

I never imagined that on the table there would be barbecued pork buns with white and soft skins, shrimp dumplings with thin skins and large fillings, steamed chicken feet with attractive colors, and pork ribs with tangy black bean sauce...

Plus dry steamed siu mai, swan crisps, salty pancakes, egg tarts, wolfberry osmanthus cake and so on.

This is simply more sumptuous than ordinary family dinners during the New Year and holidays.

And this is just Xu Lei's breakfast?

An Xin really felt that the life of the rich is really different.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and eat, today's task is quite heavy."

Xu Lei picked up a barbecued pork bun and ate it with big mouthfuls.

He has accepted the fact of time travel, and has also identified the identity of the young master.

According to past memories, Xu Lei is a free and easy, arrogant and domineering young master.

They're all playboys now, so there's no table manners to talk about.

Stuttering and drinking, who cares about the red tape?

An Xin originally wanted to be more reserved.

But seeing that Xu Lei is wild and unrestrained, and thinking about his false identity Gao Xin, he himself is a bum.

So he also let go, and soon he ate his fill.

After eating and drinking, he walked out of the villa, and before reaching the garage, Xu Lei ordered:

"Go around Jinghai University first."

"Ok."

After An Xin got into the car, he skillfully put the ignition on and put it in gear to start off.

Seeing that Xu Lei, who is very skilled in driving and has nothing to do, couldn't help but ask jokingly:

"I see that you are very proficient in driving. How many years have you been driving?"

"Huh? Me, I seem to be three or four years old!"

An Xin's tone of voice was a little uncertain.

Xu Lei asked again with a smile: "Isn't it? There are few cars these days, and fewer people can take the initiative to spend money to go to the driving school to take the driver's license test. When did you learn to drive and take the driver's license test? Have you forgotten it?"

An Xin was a little confused.

What's going on with this Xu Lei?

Isn't he a dandy?