Chapter 83: Sister Nian's Second Vest

But Qiao Yan took her arm, smiled intimately, lowered her eyes as if she didn't care, and said softly, "Jingwei, don't say that. I'm happy for her because she did well in the test. Let's go, let's go back. ."

Zhao Jingwei: "You don't buy a pen anymore?"

Qiao Yanshui looked at the students in Class A who were surrounded by the commissary, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "If you don't buy it, I will borrow your pen to use it first."

"All right."

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In classrooms.

Qiao Nian leaned back on the chair, his eyes were cold, and he pulled out a hidden software in his mobile phone. The software was a simple red square. If you look closely, you can see the letter S written on it.

Almost all people on the gang know this letter, S, Hongmeng. An alliance that integrates hackers, sales of news, ores, etc.

Do almost any business, and almost do not do any business, the business depends on the chain of two words: mood.

In the gray area between black and white, there is almost no one who knows about the Red Alliance.

Qiao Nian opened the software with her pale fingers, and a dialog box popped up.

She enters the account password.

A small prompt popped up immediately in the dialog box: [Sun is online. 】

The group was quiet for three seconds, and the pot was immediately blown up.

[Daji play with me: I'm grass, I don't have dazzling eyes? boss online? 】

[Slim waist control: It's raining red in the sky. 】

[Guanyan: Has our system been breached by the outside world, slender waist, check it out. 】

[Slim waist control:...]

[Slim waist control: How many times labor and management tell you to understand, labor and management are waist control, not waist size! 】

[Guanyan: It doesn't matter, check if your software has crashed. The boss has been hacked. 】

[Slim waist control: Fuck you! 】

Qiao Nian watched them bicker inside, narrowed his eyes with interest, and typed his fingers quickly.

[sun: It's me. 】

[Daji play with me: is he really the boss? The sun hasn't come out from the west, why are you willing to bubble up, boss? 】

[sun: Help me check something. 】

Qiao Nian posted a picture.

[Slim waist control: Is this a rare material? Countries are strictly controlled, why are you looking for this, boss. 】

Qiao Nian lowered his eyes.

Fast fingers.

[sun: I am useful. Help me find where there are in China, at any cost, get some as soon as possible. 】

[Slim waist control: Okay, I'll check first. This thing is not easy to get, it's not about money, I'll find out where it is before I get back to you. 】

[sun: OK. 】

After Qiao Nian finished replying to the message, he stopped watching their chat and exited the software.

A strange thing happened. As soon as she quit the chat software, the software with the small red square appeared on the mobile phone page, as if it didn't exist.

She just put the phone back in the shoulder bag, Shen Qingqing and the others bought popsicles giggling and came back.

Qiao Nian poured out a small sugar pill from the chewing gum, threw it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Leaning on the chair, squinting, his eyes were angry, and he casually remembered what happened yesterday.

Uncle Chen's spine can't wait. She remembered that the little guy on the 8th floor seemed to be limping when he was walking yesterday. When she got the thing, she would check it for him to see if he could use it. If I can, I will help him with Uncle Chen.

Almost at the same time.

Ye Wuchuan brought Ye Qichen back to the hospital with a large and small package of breakfast, pushed open the door of the ward, the quilt had been neatly folded again, and the person sleeping on the bed and her belongings were gone.