[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

"Thank you." Duan Li seemed a little uninterested, he has never been interested in attending such a place, and socializing outside is always boring and scheming.

If it wasn't because he knew that Noah had more people coming that day and he could learn more, this kind of boring activity would not have attracted Duan Li at all.

"Why doesn't the senior seem to be very interested?" Ji Lan left the school with the book in her arms, opened the door of a car leaning against the tree in a familiar way, and got in.

Gu Chizhao sat on the far left and was reading the documents. Seeing Ji Lan come in, he took the book from his hand and put it aside, took a soft cushion and placed it gently behind him.

The waist that was sore all day finally had a place to rest, and Ji Lan squinted her eyes and leaned on it relaxedly, like a cat lying in the sun to warm up.

Gu Chimao's attention has been on him since just now, and of course he heard his words about seniors.

There is only one person who can call Ji Lan a senior.

He stared at the document to divert his attention, but found that he couldn't read half of the words on it.

That mysterious person hasn't appeared since the last time he completed the contract with him. The software has secretly passed the review of the state agency, and he is going to spend a lot of money to buy it from him. He can also earn a lot and even win the country. Good impression.

This is a very effective life-saving card for Gu Chi's company, and there is no harm to it.

But also because of this, Noah also sent him an invitation letter from unknown sources.

Gu Chizhao didn't want to go at first, he glanced at Ji Lan who had switched from calling to typing, complex emotions appeared in his dark eyes.

The young man's hair covered part of his face, his lips were still bright red and slightly swollen, and the turtleneck sweater covered his neck tightly, adding a bit of abstinence, reminding him of Ji Lan's initiative last night.

"Duan Li has also received the invitation letter." His words came with affirmation instead of doubt, but his frightening eyes flashed past self-deprecating.

After he came back from the hospital that time, he checked this person, and he also knew the "love-hate relationship" between the two of them until now, so harmonious that no one can get involved.

It also includes him who is a latecomer.

"Yes, my teacher also received it." Ji Lan showed a bright smile in a good mood, which was a sincerity he had never had in front of Gu Chizhao.

When he was abroad, Ji Lan had heard a lot of compliments, so after returning to China, his curiosity did not decrease but instead increased, and this time his teachers and seniors will be there, so he can also gain experience by the way.

"You didn't fool me when you said you would take me there yesterday, right?" Ji Lan looked at Gu Chizhao seriously, the expectation in her pupils was not fake, but in Gu Chizhao's eyes, it was more like roasting on fire Pokers that have been around for a long time.

"I won't lie to you." He looked away in embarrassment, and unconsciously rubbed the bite mark on his wrist with his fingertips, so Ji Lan took the initiative again because of others, and even worried that he would go back on what he had promised.

Gu Chi's eyes were full of complexities and unwillingness.

From his guilt towards Ji Lan at the beginning to making up for it, and now to his flattery and forbearance, he has really become less and less like himself in every aspect, which also made him understand the fact that he likes Ji Lan.

But this person has someone else in his heart.

Gu Chizhao gritted his teeth, and returned to the business elite who was more than capable of doing anything, and the speed of reading documents also returned to normal.

Anyway, he also understands the principle of love for a long time, and the moon is the first to get the moon, and there will be a day when Ji Lan will see him.

Ji Lan heaved a sigh of relief when he got his answer, looked out the window awkwardly, and could even feel the warmth remaining on his waist, after all Gu Chizhao rubbed his waist for at least half an hour after he woke up.

The aunt told him that yesterday was Gu Chizhao's birthday, but unfortunately this person never celebrates his birthday, and even on that day, there was only a bowl of longevity noodles that the aunt made for him, after eating, the birthday was considered to be over.

The perfunctory and sloppy behavior puzzled Ji Lan, who has always been spoiled by Ji's father. He didn't know why his brain got hot and took the initiative to get under the quilt. He even drank some wine to strengthen his courage, and then he didn't remember anything this morning. There are only ambiguous traces and hands around the waist.

Well, it doesn't seem so difficult to accept, ahem...it's quite comfortable.

The time in the car was extraordinarily leisurely, the two of them sat quietly together doing their own things, the harmony was mixed with pink ambiguity.

The high-rise buildings were flashing with neon lights, and there was no sound in the quiet room. The calculated codes reappeared on the computer screen, as gorgeous as a green ocean, but Professor Mi noticed something was wrong.

He had checked everything Qi Yuan gave before, and there was nothing wrong with it, but now this is obviously not the original one.

"Qihara, are you kidding me? This is not what you let me see at the beginning!" Professor Mi angrily ran to the office to question, and threw the computer in his hand on the table.

His scruffy beard was clean-shaven before, and his hair was well-groomed. Now he looks like an extremely attractive middle-aged uncle, the kind that many people will look back when he walks on the street.

Qi Yuan was in a good mood when he received the invitation letter, but when he was questioned like this, his question flashed: "What?"

"What are you pretending, the things you sent me are completely different from the ones before!" Professor Mi thought he had found evidence that he did not allow himself to develop, and sat on the sofa confidently.

If he left, the company would definitely go bankrupt, and Qi Yuan took a fake one to fool him, making him stay in this small broken company forever and not be able to fly high!

Fortunately, his memory cannot be surpassed by ordinary people, otherwise he would have to suffer from being dumb and help Qi Yuan to work for free.

Qi Yuan looked at the problematic data that was indeed given by himself, and was silent. He took out his mobile phone and opened his hidden settings, and sure enough, he saw the traces that had been modified by others.

This accident made Qi Yuan raise his vigilance, and successfully poked a hole in his dream bubble, pouring in the sober cold wind.

His butterfly has flapped its wings, so everything is different from the previous life, he can't rely on what happened in the previous life to check the present, it will only make him tied up and unable to let go.

After all, who can say for sure what will happen in the future, if nothing changes, it will only lead to destruction.

Qiyuan clicked a few times on the office computer, pulled out a folder and sent it to Professor Mi, and rubbed his forehead casually: "This is a backup, if you don't believe it, you can check it again."

His figure was half-hidden in the darkness, the sun and shadow seemed to separate him in half to form a ghostly shadow, and the scorching sun made one's bones chill.

It was like a poisonous snake spitting out a bright red letter, waiting for the opportunity to kill someone with one blow.

Professor Mi was terrified by his ruthless appearance, and took the computer back half-believingly, but was stopped when he was about to leave.

Qihara leaned forward and crossed his hands on the table: "Be careful recently, someone may have discovered what we are going to do, and they are very familiar with computers." His lowered voice seemed to be a reminder, but also a threat. .

"How is it possible!" Professor Mi blurted out, obviously he didn't believe it at all, and at the same time, he couldn't help but panic and vacillate.