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"Okay..." Snow spread his hands after hearing this, obviously not believing what Li Jin said: "Then I'll go meet this very powerful hacker you mentioned..."

Li Jin smiled softly, and then looked at Huang Feng sitting next to him.

Huang Feng had just finished chatting with Snow and made an OK gesture.

Obviously the communication should have been completed.

Li Jin walked to the computer screen and saw a long list of words full of anticipation on Asang's side.

Huang Feng, on the other hand, had a slumped face, as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

"Then let the transaction begin now..."

After saying that, Li Jin suddenly became excited.

After all, the two people who are about to meet will cause huge headaches for global intelligence organizations in the future.

It can be said that their future reputations are completely based on stepping on the faces of the intelligence elites of various countries.

Soon, the chat interface went through a series of flashes, and a slovenly white face appeared on the screen.

In this era, network information technology is not yet developed, and the network speed is still at the KB level.

Therefore, online video conversations at this time are a luxury. Not every hotel is even qualified to be equipped with a computer that can connect to the Internet, let alone one that can video.

Li Jin spent a lot of effort to find even this hotel.

But now it seems that everything is worth it.

On the screen, Asang waved his hands excitedly: "My dear Huang, let me see you!"

He has a completely otaku look, without any shadow of the white-haired sinister image of later generations.

Huang Feng reluctantly waved his hand.

According to the character they created on the Internet, Huang Feng is now playing a mute girl. Firstly, it can avoid being exposed in the video, and secondly, it can arouse men's protective awareness and make it easier for Ah Sang to fall in love with her.

Asang became even more excited when he saw Huang Feng's "shy" look.

"Huang, you are so beautiful. You are even more beautiful than in the photo. I am so happy."

Next, Ah Sang ignored the fact that there were many people standing behind the camera and just started to give a series of compliments and harsh words.

Huang Feng was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl directly to the ground.

Li Songci, who was hiding behind the crowd, of course secretly filmed the whole scene regardless of public expectations.

But this time, she was not prepared to share this precious image with her good sisters.

Of course I keep such a big handle for my own use.

Li Jin keenly noticed this small detail of Li Song's poem, but he just smiled and said nothing.

In the past, Li Jin's impression was that Li Songci was a standard image of an outstanding heir of a large family. It was rare to see such an agile and naughty person.

Here, Huang Feng couldn't stand it anymore when he saw that Asang was still expressing his love gushingly, so he rushed to the computer and tapped on the keyboard.

"My friends are here, you'd better talk to them about things first. Business is more important."

Asang suddenly realized after reading this: "Yes, yes, my dear Huang, thank you for reminding me. I am very interested in the business you mentioned this time. I have a hunch that I can get closer to my dream."

"After all... there are not many opportunities to take off the pants of the US Intelligence Agency."

When Asang said this, his eyes were filled with excitement and his hands began to rub their hands.

"Li, I think there's something wrong with this person. Is it too late for me to regret it now?"

Snow shrank behind Li Jin and whispered.

For some reason, when he sees this man named Asang, he always has a premonition that his destiny will change because of this man.