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Published at 27th of April 2021 12:33:08 PM


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Chapter 555 Couldn't it be a girlfriend's text message

[Sun: in? 】

The chat software group flashed, and someone came out immediately.

【Daji accompanies me to play: Boss asked, it must be here~ Why are you free to go online today? 】

【Guanyan: I am here. 】

The light of the computer lit her face leisurely, Qiao Nian took the medicine after taking a shower, and she felt much better now. He put his elbow on the desk, glanced at the group of news, and found that the waist control was not online today.

She didn't care, her slender fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and only a line of words had been sent out.

[sun: Has the Ye family been looking for us for a job recently? 】

Guanyan usually talks the least in the group, and the most serious people, this time the answer is the fastest.

【Guanyan: Ye family? It seems that there is a job surnamed Ye, but we did not take it. He wants to check a batch of goods in illegal areas. 】

【Daji play with me: Hongmeng never does this kind of work? We are not second-hand dealers who shed news. 】

Qiao Nian put his phone on the table, and just saw the message on the chat page.

Hongmeng is a hacker business, generally selling software and information technology, such as reselling news and other low-level hackers do business, they hardly touch, lower prices!

But this time...

The tails of her eyes rose, and she saw the black plastic bag that was swollen on the bed. Her black eyes were maddening and a little annoying. Although there were too many lice, she was not afraid of biting. She panicked every time someone was mentioned.

Qiao Nian suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, returned his attention, and returned a message.

[Sun: send me that single job, and I will take it. 】

【Guanyan:? ? ? ? 】

【Daji play with me:? ? ? 】

【Daji play with me: Boss, are you drunk? 】

Sun hasn't taken orders for many years, but this time he actually took an order for checking goods. This is too...! !

Unbelievable!

Qiao Nian didn't read the news that the group had been swiping the screen, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the phone on the table lit up, it was the order number of the batch of goods sent to her by Guan Yan.

[Sun: That's it, it's down. 】

After sending the message, she quit the software without looking at the group's reaction, leaned back, and casually picked up the phone and clicked on it.

I saw her fingers fluttering, and she didn’t know what software she had opened. The characters on it kept beating. She entered the cargo bill number she found. After a while, she half-squinted her eyes and pressed the Enter key.

The characters on the phone screen were beating rapidly, after about a minute, it stopped, and a map with a red dot popped up.

Qiao Nian took a screenshot of the map, threw it back into the email, and sent it according to the address on the order number.

The whole process took about half an hour.

After doing all this, she easily erased the marks on the phone, got up, and went to the bathroom to blow her hair.

*

"My grass!"

At the same time, in a club in Beijing, the man who received the e-mail exploded with a foul language, holding his mobile phone, standing up and looking at it for a long time, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Zhang Yang and others were taken aback by his abrupt behavior, and they all looked at him.

"Qin Shao, what's the matter?"

"Who sent a message to Qin Shao, who got you so excited, wouldn't he be a girlfriend?"

Jiang Xianrou is here today. She is the only girl present. She is wearing a Bulgari skirt today. She is so beautiful and graceful, she is sitting there like a star holding the moon, and she is elegant.

She was so excited when she heard Zhang Yang and the others ridicule Qin Si about receiving the news of his girlfriend. She also raised her eyes gossiping and smiled: "Does Qin Shao have a girlfriend?"

(End of this chapter)




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