The situation that requires Nalan Ye Jue to personally handle it is rare indeed.
At least, Lu Yi, who has been with Mr. Emperor for so many years, hasn’t seen him take action in a long ti.
So much so that he almost forgot that his Young Master is not just a high-ranking figure issuing orders but also a hands-on expert with an insane hand speed.
Driving, he couldn’t see how Nalan Ye Jue was operating on the phone.
But in the silent car space, all he could hear was the quick and strong "da-da" sound of tapping on the screen, making him tense up with nerves!
"Screech—"
At the traffic light ahead, the car ca to an abrupt stop.
Only then did Lu Yi have the chance, through the rearview mirror, to see Nalan Ye Jue’s cold and focused gaze.
It was a feeling of eting a worthy opponent!
That was the atmosphere that only exists when experts exchange blows!
Lu Yi felt a bit restless inside.
Could the Young Master break free from the intruder’s tracking?
Could he even counterattack and uncover the intruder’s identity?
To dare to track the Young Master, he respected him as a bold man!
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Nalan Group.
Qin Xin, calm and composed, was sipping the perfectly lukewarm water that the chubby chief steward poured for her.
At least he was a gentleman.
She thought, at least the man didn’t instruct his subordinates to spike her water with sothing.
Since that’s the case, she’d take her ti to play too.
Qin Xin casually swiped her phone and continued to firmly lock onto Nalan Ye Jue’s car.
According to her calculations, it would take fifteen more minutes for Nalan Ye Jue’s car to return to the building downstairs.
She stood up.
The arc drawn by the black hunting-style trench coat was both dashing and attractive.
The low-key Chelsea boots made a crisp tapping sound on the ground.
The chubby chief steward imdiately grew tense.
Master Expert, you can’t leave now, please don’t leave at this mont, ah ah ah.
He racked his brains trying to think of ways to keep the Master Expert from leaving.
Unexpectedly, the Master Expert’s boot tips didn’t turn towards the door but turned leisurely, walking past the rows of various robots in the laboratory.
Those were Nalan Group’s proudest research products in history.
So had been on the market; so only existed as cutting-edge products in the lab.
Qin Xin pointed at the first robot and wrote a sentence: "Compatibility is too poor."
After a few steps, she pointed at the next robot and wrote a sentence: "The wiring is a ss, don’t you have wiring experts?"
About the third robot: "The head is tilted. Who drew the diagram, the proportions are so bad?"
The fourth robot: "Being five stories tall only wastes energy. Don’t think bigger is better."
The sixth robot: "This sweeping robot’s concept is too outdated..."
The chubby chief steward was dumbfounded: "..."
The Master Expert wasn’t leaving.
But the Master Expert who stayed was so sharp-tongued!
They almost criticized all their proudest products.
He listened with his head bowed.
Feeling like a nobody in front of the Master Expert.
Ten minutes passed.
Qin Xin took a sip of water from the cup, pausing her sharp critique.
She casually slipped a hand into her pocket, glanced at her phone with the other hand, lips slightly curling.
Finally ready to counterattack?
Trying to find her flaw?
Qin Xin, neither rushed nor slow, operated her phone with one hand, binding her phone’s firewall tightly with Nalan Group’s firewall.
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At another traffic light.
Lu Yi swallowed and quietly glanced again at Mr. Emperor in the back seat.
Only to see that Mr. Emperor’s eyebrows had relaxed slightly, and his fingers had stopped moving.
Hmm?
Could it be that the counterattack was successful?
Lu Yi couldn’t help but feel a little excited and gossipy: "Young Master, did you catch the intruder?"
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