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Lin Qingqing is emo.

She put down her phone, shook her bathrobe completely off the floor, brushed her long hair with her hand, and looked at herself in the mirror.

It's stunning, right?

Almost nine heads and body proportions.

Not too big or too small, C cup.

A slender waist that can be grasped.

Long, straight and beautiful legs.

The appearance is the kind of intellectual beauty that is cold and cold, especially after wearing glasses, the effect is even better.

In the past, she worked as a secretary for her godfather.

It’s OL women’s clothing every day.

I don’t know how many young talents in Hong Kong have been teased.

Almost every day someone sends him a confession message, every day someone sends her flowers, and every day someone is willing to be a licker.

But Lin Qingqing didn't even like it.

Born with good fortune, she was adopted by Yu Jinhua and even inherited Yu Jinhua's astonishing wealth.

Her starting point is higher than the average person.

If she were smarter and more flexible, she would develop Lin Qingqing's arrogant character.

In her opinion, as long as there is no capable godfather, they are just vulgar.

Rather than letting those vulgar men defile your body, it is better to be alone for the rest of your life.

Use tools when you are lonely.

Hong Kong Islanders are inherently open-minded, and this level of behavior is a normal psychological comfort.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

If she can't find a man who can conquer her, she will be an old aunt for the rest of her life.

As a result, she met Chen Feng.

A mysterious man who towers over her godfather.

The more contact there is, the deeper the mud will sink.

Chen Feng is like a huge mystery. You can never guess what he is thinking in his heart.

And you don’t know how much more ability he has.

Lin Qingqing admitted that she was trapped.

She wanted to stay with Chen Feng.

That's why he persuaded his godfather to buy a villa in Yanjing and planned to stay with Chen Feng to assist him in his work.

One day, Lin Qingqing will use her charm to turn Chen Feng, who is a man of steel, into a finger-wrap.

Looking at herself in the mirror immersedly, Lin Qingqing murmured to herself: "You can do it, it's just a matter of time. You can't be like a woman like Chu Ning. You have to win both his people and His heart. You can do it, come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone buzzed suddenly.

Lin Qingqing was alert, subconsciously picked up the phone and answered the call, saying in surprise: "Hey, Mr. Chen, are you back?"

"Ahem, Miss Lin, I am Zu Lin."

Lin Qingqing suddenly came back to her senses, with a look of disappointment on her face, and her voice became cold almost instantly: "It's you, you want to see me for something?"

"Ms. Lin, what are you doing now? Are you busy?"

Lin Qingqing blinked, then suddenly bent down to pick up the bathrobe and put it on her body. A blush appeared on her beautiful face, and she turned around and hurried back to the sofa.

"What's the matter, tell me."

"Okay, then I've said it. Will you... go to A Feng's house to report on your work tonight?"

Lin Qingqing put on her bathrobe, wrapped herself tightly, then stretched out her jiao ya, continued to apply nail polish, and replied lightly: "No. He went out tonight."

"Going out? I'm telling you. I called him but he didn't answer the phone. Why did he go?"

"Going rock climbing."

"What are you doing? Rock climbing?"

"Correct."

"Ms. Lin, are you kidding me? Going rock climbing in the middle of the night?"

Lin Qingqing curled her lips: "Forget it if you don't believe me. When he wakes up tomorrow, you can call him and ask him. What do you want from me? I'll hang up if it's okay and go to bed."

"Oh, it's nothing serious. I just found a good script, and I wanted to tell him. Since you haven't seen him, forget it. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Well, there's nothing to worry about."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone aside, he continued to concentrate on painting his nail polish.

I bought this rose-red nail polish specifically for Chen Feng to see. I originally planned to go to his house to report work tonight, so I went there wearing slippers.

Pity!

never mind!

It's not too late to go there tomorrow night. Let's apply it first.

……

A quiet night.

The next day.

New Year's Eve is 29.

There is another day, New Year's Eve.

Chen Feng received a call from his mother early in the morning.

Urging him to return to his hometown.

So, Chen Feng left a message for Lin Qingqing and Lin Zu, and took a taxi back to his hometown alone.

On the road.

Sitting in the car, Chen Feng took out something.

Ink magnolia flower.

Orchid Gate has been a token of history for thousands of years.

He's got it back.

Even though the building's security system was in place, after Chen Feng assumed the role of the Thief King, he was still on the same level.

‘The Fly on the Drum’ is very good at flying over walls and flying over walls.

Coupled with the system prompt information, Chen Feng took away the magnolia flower from the office safe without any further trouble.

By the way, some confidential documents were also taken away.

That is part of the evidence that the Warangbao Consortium has been operating secretly in Xia Kingdom for many years.

Foreign capital has supported many actors.

The buttocks of those actors are already crooked. They are constantly exporting bad values ​​to young people, brainwashing the people and poisoning the entertainment industry.

Newcomers like Xu Nuo are only at the bottom.

Xu Ming, the deputy director of Orange Channel, is considered to be in the middle level.

There are also some top people.

Some of them have been discovered by the country, such as Zhao Dayan, who has disappeared long ago.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find the list Jiang Pinting mentioned.

If we had that list, we would probably be able to clean up the entertainment industry directly.

now...

This bit of evidence in hand could at most deport Mike Martin.

It can't hurt the Wallenberg Consortium at all.

Chen Feng put away the magnolia flowers.

Now I just want to spend the New Year quietly.

If you have something to do later in the year.

……

at the same time.

Yanjing Constant Group Building.

in the president's office.

Mike Martin was furious and furious.

Because his office was burglarized.

In Yanjing, in the Constant Building with the most advanced security system, even the most advanced safe in the world failed to protect the magnolia flower.

Isn't this the hell?

who did it?

Insider or outsider?

It would be more acceptable to say that there is a mole.

But outsiders?

That would be horrible.

Is there such a powerful thief in modern society?

Mike Martin was distraught.

Because some confidential documents were stolen along with Magnolia.

Those documents never see the light of day.

Once he falls into the hands of the authorities, he will have no choice but to be kicked out.

Just when Mike Martin was extremely anxious, a figure appeared at the door.

When he saw the person coming, Mike Martin's eyes immediately lit up, and then he told all the core people in the office to get out, and asked them to do their best to find ways to recover the stolen things.

Then, let the figure at the door enter the office.

Close the office door.

Mike Martin looked at the tall man in front of him and whispered: "Are you Wu Di?"

"Yes."

The man was wearing a black coat, a black scarf, and a baseball cap. Only a pair of sinister and red eyes were exposed on his face.

Cold and cruel.

Mike Martin smiled: "I heard that your Wu family was a famous killer family during the Guangxu period. Your grandfather was Wu Yue of the "Guangfuhui" northern assassination group, right?"

"Yes."

Men cherish words like gold.

Standard killer style.

Mike Martin took a deep breath and smiled: "Do you have a clue?"

"Have."

The man's deep voice was as unpleasant as the scraping of gold and iron: "There are master thieves in Yanjing City. No one can steal from here except them."

As he said that, he took out his phone and clicked on a video.

It was a video that went viral online.

under night.

A black figure that was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye slid down to the roof of the Constant Building by a rope.

Mike Martin frowned and said: "This...can't be seen clearly at all."

The man suddenly put away his cell phone, turned around and said coldly: "I have found his address."

After saying that, he walked out of the office.

Mike Martin blinked and murmured to himself: "The Outer Eight Sect of China is really amazing. This person should be from the Assassin Sect, right?"