Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 302 The 302 Family Are Great Gods! (One more)

Qin Yu knows how Qin Hanqiu lives now.

In the past, every trip to Yuncheng was because the factory shipped goods, and every penny in the hand had to be carefully calculated.

The distance from Yuncheng to Beijing is far away, not to mention air tickets, even train tickets are not cheap, let alone living expenses and accommodation costs after coming to Beijing ...

Qin Hanqiu Even if there is money to come to Beijing, where can I spend money to stay here?

Ning Qing glanced down and saw Qin Hanqiu and Qin Ling standing at the intersection.

Qin Hanqiu is indeed beyond ordinary people, but he has no temperament, is vulgar and cowardly, and when he gets to the elite, he is instantly reduced to being a driver's bodyguard.

Hearing their voices, the driver slowed down and looked into the rearview mirror. "Mrs. Miss, did you see your friends? Do I need to stop?"

"No." Ning Qing came back to her head, her face darkened and said, "Hurry up."

She managed to escape from that small town, and ... if Lin Wan and the Shen family knew Qin Hanqiu, even if they didn't show up on their faces, they would certainly laugh at their hearts.

Qin Yu also looked away from the rearview mirror and did not speak.

At this moment, I will go to Beijing University. If I stop the car, Qin Hanqiu will definitely go with him. His image ... Just after school started today, Qin Yu didn't want people to know that her biological father was like this.

The Shen family's car drove away quickly. At a corner, Qin Yu glanced back again. There was no Qin Hanqiu or Qin Ling at the intersection.

Qin Yu was relieved.

**

On this side, Qin Hanqiu and Qin Hui have already made a coffee shop.

Qin Ling showed Qin Ying the game page on his mobile phone.

Qin Yuan took it, glanced at it, and gave a slight glance.

Qin Ling passed.

This lattice game on her mobile phone was played by Lu Zhixing on her computer when she was very young, but the ordinary lattice pass game requires a strong logic of web editing.

It is for this reason that Lu Zhixing discovered her computer talent.

Later, with a smart phone, Qin Wei put this little game on the phone.

When Qin Ling played the game, Qin Yue just packed him a bunch of games, and this one was also inside.

Qin Yue did not expect that Qin Ling would play this game, and almost cleared the level. Her screen recording can only tell him a little inspiration.

I didn't expect to send it to him last night, and he cleared it today.

Qin Yan has been useless, and Cheng Cheng, who was chatting with Qin Hanqiu, noticed, took a look at her, put milk tea next to her, and lowered his voice: "What?"

She took tea with milk, her chin in one hand, her bony joints slightly white, and lazily said, "It's all right."

Qin Yue looked at Qin Ling and was slightly surprised. She always thought that her high IQ, including the high IQ on the computer, came from her grandfather ...

Now it seems that other aspects may come from her grandfather, as for the computer aspect ... maybe not really.

When she was a child, Lu Zhixing enlightened, but Qin Ling did not. So much so that Qin Yue discovered now that Qin Ling has unique conditions on this road.

"Where do you live?" Qin Hui leaned against the back of his chair, knocking the cup casually with his fingertips, his white fingers reflecting the edge of the cup, slowly and rhythmically.

Qin Hanqiu has always followed Qin Yue's side, but he knows that Qin Yue probably doesn't like him so much, so he doesn't speak.

It was only when Qin Yue questioned that he immediately replied: "One unit two of Yunjin Community ... two ..."

When it comes to here, Qin and Han autumn got stuck.

The middle-aged man at the address of Yunjin District told him again. Qin Hanqiu remembered it not very well ...

Qin Ling glanced at Qin Hanqiu a little, what changed his tone: "Unit 801, Unit 26, Yunjin District."

Qin Han Qiuyi smiled. He held up the tea cup and drank his coffee with his eyes lowered. "Okay, it seems like this, Xiaoling, you have a good memory."

"That's right," Qin Hanqiu remembered one thing, he looked at Qin Yun, "what if Uncle Qin sent someone to find you?"

Qin Yue casually said: "I can't find my information."

**

After eating at noon, Cheng Yi first sent Qin Hanqiu back.

Cheng Jin called him and he returned Qin Hui to Ting Lan before leaving.

Cheng Mu went to hand over a new pot of flowers with Lin Siran today. Qin Hui practiced the piano upstairs for a while. After thinking about it for a long time, he went out with his mobile phone.

She snapped her peaked cap on her head, and while pressing the elevator door, she sent a text message to Lu Zhixing.

Half an hour later, the Capital Financial Center.

Here are all high-rise buildings, and almost all the headquarters of the group in Beijing are located here.

The car was parked at the bottom of the headquarters of Yunguang Consortium.

As soon as Qin Yue arrived, the gate of the Yunguang Consortium was not guarded, because these days there are still tenders, and people come and go.

In the center of the hall is a blue transparent four-dimensional projection, which has attracted many people's attention.

Qin Yue glanced around and walked directly to an elevator.

Seeing this, the staff walked forward immediately: "Sorry, miss, this elevator ..."

It is for internal use only.

Before he said a word, Qin Min took a black thin cell phone and leaned on the elevator induction card, and the elevator door opened.

She walked into the elevator, looked up slightly, and looked at the staff, because the peak of the cap was low, she could only see her delicate white jaw, and her voice was light and cold: "Is there something wrong with the elevator?"

The staff member responded, "It's okay, please!"

The elevator door was closed, and he was still standing at the entrance of the elevator, watching the elevator climb up from floor to floor until it stopped at the 21st floor.

The staff was even more shocked ...

The 20th floor and the 21st floor are all the IT department, especially the 21st floor is the elite core layer of the IT department. President Yang dedicated the first floor separately. The people on each floor of the entire company are very lively. There are almost a hundred people on each floor. However, There are less than 20 people working on the 21st floor, and it is very quiet, and even the cleaning can only go in within the prescribed time.

It is the most mysterious department of the Yunguang Consortium.

The staff are just newcomers to the Yunguang Consortium. They have never seen the core figure on the 21st floor ...

There was a pause at the gate.

"Is it okay?" Feng Jin looked at Lin Jinxuan with a slight glance.

The elevator door was closed, and Lin Jinxuan retracted his gaze, pressed his temples, and glanced: "It's okay, maybe because I'm too tired to see it wrong."

How could Qin Yue appear here?

Five thirty in the afternoon.

When the Yunguang Consortium was off work, Qin Yue came down from the 21st floor.

She was holding a cell phone, and Cheng Min had just sent a message asking where she was, and she stood back at the intersection.

Just after returning, a black car stopped beside him.

The window lowered, revealing Wen Ru's face in the rear driver's seat: "Hey, why are you here? Come up, it's so hot outside."

Qin Yue sat in the back seat, took off his peak cap, and talked to Cheng Wenru without changing his face: "I'm shopping."

In the driver's seat, Secretary Li glanced into the rearview mirror.

My heart is puzzled, is the commercial street separated from the financial center?

However, Qin Hui is the lovely little girl in Cheng Wenru's heart. She cares and asks, "What did you buy? Are there many things? Are they delivered to the door?"

"Just bought a computer." Qin Yue thought for a while and started.

"Computer," Cheng Wenru nodded. "You like to play games. In a few days, I will help you get a Yunguang Consortium computer. Their computer is good."

Qin Yan: "... Thank you."

**

Seven in the evening.

Yunjin District.

Uncle Qin looked at Qin Hanqiu's situation as usual, and someone knocked on the door.

The middle-aged man opened the door. Outside the door was a man wearing a red peaked cap. He handed a packing box to the middle-aged man. The words were simple and concise: "Hello, this is Qinling's computer."

After speaking, without waiting for the middle-aged man to answer, he pressed the elevator door and left.

The middle-aged man gave the computer to Qin Ling somewhat strangely, "Little Master, did you buy a computer?"

Qin Lingzhang lowered his head and opened the box. When he opened it, he saw the black computer.

It was exactly the same as he had seen at Qin Yuan.

There was a faint light in his eyes, and his voice fluctuated slightly. He looked up, "No, my sister gave it to me."

It was for him, not for him.

But few people understand the meaning.

He turned on the computer, the computer turned on quickly, and the screen was a barren desert full of game icons.

Qin Ling took the computer directly to the bedroom.

"How did his sister contact him?" Uncle Qin glanced at the middle-aged man, "Go and see."

The middle-aged man went to the room and glanced at Qin Ling. He returned three minutes later and reverently replied, "Little Master is playing a game. His sister ... his sister gave him dozens of games."

"Dozens of games?" Uncle Qin frowned slightly and glanced into Qin Ling's room.

Qin Ling was playing a game.

He was in a good mood today. Seeing Uncle Qin coming in, he was not upset, but asked politely, "Do you want to play games?"

"No," Uncle Qin stood behind him, glanced at the messy game on the computer, and frowned even deeper.

**

Beijing University female dormitory.

After Qin Yu took a shower, the computer on her desk was turned on, showing her Weibo page, and 12 million followers.

She opened it generously and did not close it.

Her two roommates discussed with envy, watching her come out and couldn't help but say, "Qin Yu, is this your Weibo? It's amazing, it's worth the traffic of second-tier stars."

Qin Yu smiled casually, not too concerned about her. She wiped her hair, set the towel aside, accidentally touched the mouse, and opened a private message.

Above is the news of the wooden fish--

**

In the last two days, I have been reviewing the outline, and it may be half an hour late at night ~

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