Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Fast came to the familiar 16th floor again. The luxurious metal door with the nouveau riche temperament was still there. After opening it, the layout inside changed little. He followed Sia into the room and looked around.

"I didn't expect that Ms. Ghosn would still be his secretary after Ghosn died. It's really unbelievable." Fast said casually.

Xia's expression remained unchanged, she knocked on the door of Song Qiao's office, waited for three seconds, opened the door, and gestured to Fast to come in.

Fast walked into the room, and this time he was finally a little surprised.

After all, he was more familiar with Ghosn's original study than anyone else, and it was now transformed into something completely unfamiliar.

Of course, this was unfamiliar to this place on West Street. In his life, he had seen similar offices many times, but they were all the locations of chaebols.

Song Qiao looked at the middle-aged uncle who entered the door with interest.

He wears a single-sided spectacle, with gray and black hair, strong features, and a slightly hooked nose, which makes him look less like a doctor and more like a thug. He is about 1.85 meters tall, with a very thin build and a slight stoop. He is wearing a suit and looks very gentlemanly.

After Fast looked around the office, his eyes finally fell on Song Qiao.

Just one glance and his heart skipped a beat.

No one knew Qiao better than him. He had done physical examinations and genetic screenings for her several times. In his opinion, it was a miracle among miracles that Qiao, a future Alpha with such excellent genes, would be born in the poor and backward West Street.

He had also secretly investigated Qiao's life experience, but he had no clue. In West Street, everything was lacking, except for orphans, especially orphans without fathers and mothers. In this dark place where the average childbearing age was 16 years old, he Trying to find the life experience of an orphan is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

His familiarity with Qiao made him feel a strange sense of separation the first time he saw Song Qiao.

Although they have exactly the same face, he always feels like something is wrong.

"Long time no see Joe." Fast forced a smile.

"We just met Mr. Fast a week ago." Song Qiao said with a faint smile.

Fast felt inexplicably relieved. He slowly walked to the opposite side of the desk and sat down. He looked at the documents on the desk and said, "It seems that you have been differentiated."

He knew everything in advance before coming, and now it's just a test.

Song Qiao knew this well, "Fortunately, it didn't exceed Mr. Fast's expectations."

"Then why are you looking for me? I'm just an ordinary doctor." Fast said unhurriedly.

"Ordinary doctors cannot detect gene levels and differentiation probabilities so accurately. Mr. Fast, time is precious. I have no intention of becoming your enemy. I just want you to continue to be the medical consultant of West District Industrial Co., Ltd." Song Qiao He picked up a contract in front of him and pushed it in front of Fast.

Fast did not open it, but stared at Song Qiao for a while, and suddenly chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm and playfulness in his smile. "The gangster's attempt to clear his name is tantamount to asking for death."

Song Qiao didn't care about Fast's opinion, she had her own judgment and arrangement. But this little old man still has value. In order to keep him, she also needs to explain something. "Soon they will understand that the chaotic West Street, which will never have order, will bring great benefits. Do you think that I Why should we name it West District Industrial?"

West End.

Fast narrowed his eyes, "You are very ambitious. If I guess correctly, you should have differentiated into a top Alpha, which gives you the strength to be proud of the entire West Street and even Dongdi City. But Qiao, you have to Understand that sometimes personal strength cannot resist powerful forces. If you are on any developed planet outside your home planet, then the status of top Alpha will bring you unparalleled convenience."

"But Joe, this is the mother planet, an autonomous territory that the federal government has given up. The ruling class here is the five major groups, and they will not allow anyone to take away their cake."

Fast's words are very correct. If Song Qiao was still the original owner, then naturally he would not be so radical. After all, no one can challenge the five major federal groups alone.

In a world where money is paramount, they don't even need to do it themselves. They can just post an assassination bounty. The killers in the federation can blow the entire city of Dondi to pieces.

But it is a pity that Song Qiao is not the original owner. She is so high-profile on purpose. In the face of crisis, in order to prevent her, the future villain boss, from dying inexplicably, the plane will relax its supervision and suppression of her. Then her strength can Return to normal use.

If nothing else, there is no problem in controlling the entire home planet.

As Fast said, after all, this is an autonomous territory abandoned by the federal government, and there are no experts.

Naturally, these words could not be told to Fast. Song Qiao just smiled at Fast and said lightly: "It seems that you don't believe that I can do it. Let's make a bet. Within a month, I will move there." Dondi Star, by then, I hope you can sign this contract. Before that, if there is anything that needs your help, I will pay you on an hourly basis."

Fast was a little curious as to where she got her confidence and confidence, but this bet was not detrimental to him in any way. In this boring place, there was rarely anything that interested him. He stood up and said to Song Qiao: "Then I'll wait and see. By the way, I suggest you go to the federal government office in Dongcheng District to enter your identity. That way They might be hesitant to do anything at first.”

This was a kind reminder. Song Qiao nodded, "Thanks for the reminder, I will go."

After Fast left, Sia walked into the office.

"This is the information you want for children aged 10 to 16 on West Street." Sia handed a paper document to Song Qiao.

Song Qiao casually put it on the table, folded her hands, and supported her chin, "Isn't the home planet an autonomous region? Why is there still a federal government office?" she asked curiously.

"In order to protect the lives and property of the upper class, except for middle-class Bate, Alpha and Omega can go to the office to register their identity. After leaving the home planet and entering the federal territory, they will enjoy federal legal protection." Shia explained.

It was indeed a walking encyclopedia. Song Qiao raised her eyes and smiled happily at Xia, "What would I do without you, Xia~" she said in a light tone.

Sia pursed her lips, obviously not used to her boss's sudden nerves.

"When are you going to go over and do the recording?" she asked as calmly as possible.

"Wait a minute. After the company is formed, the security branch still has a battle to fight." Song Qiao replied.

Shia frowned, "You want to take action against Crazy Blade and Rat?"

Crazy Knife and Mouse were the top two gangsters on West Street before. After Song Qiao seized power and annexed the surrounding gangs, these two fell behind.

Perhaps they were also frightened by Song Qiao's strong power. Crazy Blade and Mouse have been very honest recently. They don't know if they are discussing whether they are working together to kill Song Qiao, or whether they are discussing surrendering together.

It should be impossible to surrender. There is no one in West Street who would admit defeat before fighting.

"What? Isn't it possible?" Song Qiao asked.

"The rats are from the West Street Public Security Bureau. If you touch them, you must be prepared to fall out with the West Street Public Security Bureau. The Crazy Knife is the black glove of the Thunder Group. They are not like the gangsters they annexed before. Their weapons are very Excellent, basically retired second-generation weapons."