Amounting to several billion.
It’s obvious that Old Zhou is thoroughly prepared for both outcos.
Now, he isn’t afraid to go all out—either he rises to the top or leaves outright.
Rising is fine, but if he leaves, it will be total eradication, a final, mad sweep.
Wan Donglin is extraordinarily exhausted, feeling more drained than ever in his life.
Just then, the phone screen lit up.
It was a ssage.
There were no words, just a series of numbers and a funny picture.
He saw the series of numbers, read them three or four tis, and suddenly laughed, his tightly furrowed brow slightly relaxing.
He couldn’t help but recall her words: "Rogues and dogs, only they last forever."
That silly girl, she’s truly sothing.
In his life, he’s never seen any woman so brazen at such a mont—she never weeps or feels lancholy.
At crucial tis, she’s never disappointed him.
Only she, at this mont, can bring a trace of comfort.
Zhou Ting flipped through a huge stack of photos, finally showing a slight smile.
Rina observed carefully: "Don’t worry, they really broke up this ti."
Zhou Ting coldly said: "Don’t get too happy too soon, those two are best at acting. Whether they’ve broken up depends only on if he agrees to marry."
"He agreed to marry."
"When?"
"Anyway, he’s already agreed."
Zhou Ting remained cold: "Even if they’re married, Rina, you better not have any illusion. To get all the confidential data from him, I think you still don’t have his absolute trust..."
Rina honestly replied: "Exactly, his office location is protected by multiple guards and passwords. I’ve observed before, I can only get past the second layer at most."
"When do you estimate you can get in?"
"Miss, I really can’t be precise. I’ll just do my best."
Zhou Ting was very impatient: "Your ti is running out, handle it yourself."
Rina trembled, imdiately laughed: "Alright, alright, I’ll do my best, definitely give it my all."
Going down the stairs, due to emotional turmoil, she nearly missed a step, almost fell headlong, nearly taking a dive. Her high heels slipped off, her foot ached piercingly, but the fear deep inside did not lessen at all: being a double agent is truly not a human endeavor. If either side becos unbalanced, there’s a life-threatening risk any minute.
That day happened to be Li Zhen’s father’s sixtieth birthday, casually setting up ten or more tables at a restaurant, inviting relatives and friends.
Madam Huang and her sisters made a grand appearance, and although Teacher Yang was very surprised, he still received them warmly.
In the afternoon, they entertained guests with tea and mahjong, but surprisingly, Madam Huang and her sisters didn’t play, taking the chance to find Teacher Yang.
Everyone chatted for a while, and Madam Huang casually remarked: "Teacher Yang, I have a good friend’s daughter, very good-looking, a counselor at a university in this city, their family owns three houses, the girl has impeccable character. I’m thinking of introducing her to Li Zhen, what do you think?"
Teacher Yang laughed: "Li Zhen is leaving for C Country tomorrow, where would he find ti to date?"
"Doesn’t he have free ti tonight? Why don’t I call to set up a ti imdiately? Now is fine, young people can et up, develop so feelings... Look, I even brought photos..."
Madam Huang hurriedly opened her phone photo gallery, enlarging a picture: "Teacher Yang, look, isn’t this girl beautiful?"
Teacher Yang glanced at it: "Not bad."
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