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Fang Sheng stared at her: "You seem to be very angry tonight and completely lose your usual calmness. What's going on?"

Ainia calmed down and looked at him deeply, her eyes deep and complicated, and she said after a long time:

"Yes, I'm a little angry... You shouldn't put yourself in such a dangerous situation! From the start of construction to the speech at the meeting, with your intelligence, you can clearly understand the mystery behind it and can calmly avoid it. Why do you have strong confidence? Because Bai Ling and Yu Xiaoting? They are just women who are so powerful that they may not be able to save you if they have been lucky enough to sacrifice their lives for nothing!"

This strong and intelligent girl, who only has work and career in her eyes, was actually angry because he was in danger. When she saw the diamond ring on her finger, Fang Sheng couldn't help but be moved and murmured:

"Very good, I always thought you really forgot Blackpool Mountain. It turns out that you didn't forget it, very good, very good..."

Ainia subconsciously avoided his eyes, looked out the window, and said for a long time: "Please, you have caused trouble for several girls, can you spare me? That night in Blackpool Mountain...just treat it as a dream..."

"Is it so real and so sweet dream?" Fang Sheng chuckled.

She realized the meaning of his smile, her cheeks flushed, stood up and took a deep breath, and finally waited for his emotions to calm down, and said:

"Come on my side, you can work as a real position at the department level. After two years, you can try to transfer to the deputy department and get a salary. After that, you can just go to the grassroots level to work or stay in the agency. Consider it?"

Fang Sheng asked in surprise: "You have always advocated that I will fight at the grassroots level and take a different development path from you. Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Because..." She lowered her head and pondered for a moment, "That disease touched me a lot. I lay in bed for dozens of days. I calmed down and thought about many questions, including your career... It was just a suggestion, and whether to adopt it depends on you."

"I don't know anything about your disease, what's the problem, whether the tumor or cancer, whether it's early, how effective the surgery is, whether chemotherapy will be needed in the future, etc.," Fang Sheng asked anxiously.

Ainia waved her hand: "Do you think I've come out of the shadow? Actually, there isn't. To be honest, I'm trembling when I mention chemotherapy... I'll give me some time, okay?"

Fang Sheng wanted to speak but stopped.

Ainia looked at her watch: "It's time for me to leave. I'm still under the surveillance of Colonel Rong for too long. That suggestion... I must consider it carefully!"

Ye Yun was first discharged from the hospital that night. She took a taxi directly to the Santan Network Technology Company, which she established in the early stage. As expected, several editors of the martial arts literature website were working overtime, busy searching for free martial arts classics to fill the website. This is the basic work of starting a website. It is monotonous and boring, with almost no effect, but it is an indispensable content.

Seeing the boss come back, the editors of the Internet quickly stood up to greet him. Some made tea, some held chairs, some asked her where she was going with a smile, as if she had lost weight, etc. Ye Yun looked at them with a smile, and suddenly her familiar face, the familiar smell of instant noodles, and the familiar office scenes were like her real destination. A few hours ago, cold sweat and fear, she held the dagger tightly and tightly tightly, and her whole body was as tight as a bow and arrow. The tragic situation of the killer struggling with death after being shot seemed to happen in the novel, far away and blurry.

"Mr. Ye, the main structure of the website has been roughly completed, and the content of the 'Masters and Famous Works' section is basically in place. At present, everyone has discussed two directions: one is to attract powerful martial arts literary writers; the other is to go to major forums and advertise on the website to attract martial arts literary enthusiasts. What do you think?" asked the team leader of the network.

Ye Yun woke up from a trance and pondered for a while: "The survival of the website is traffic. No matter what someone comes to our website, you can do. From this perspective, you don't have to rush to attract writers. Internet writers also watch food and eat. You are popular enough to be willing to come, otherwise you won't be able to spend more money..."

"But without good works, it cannot attract readers at all. Now readers have a very serious appetite and must have something real." The team leader of the network interrupted.

"Open a forum and set up various topics for everyone to discuss. Some topics will never have answers, but they will always attract everyone to participate," Ye Yun smiled. "For example, which one is better, Guo Jing or Yang Guo? Is Xiaolongnu pregnant? Did Zhang Wuji finally accept Zhou Zhiruo, etc., and attract more university literary clubs to join the debate. I believe that the forum will become popular within a few months."

The team leader and others immediately became excited, and sometimes they came up with a novel idea and sometimes they came up with a clever idea. The discussion was not over three in the morning.

Watching the young people talking and laughing, turning off the studio lights and computers, saying hello, and then went home one after another. Ye Yun sighed softly, locked the company door, turned off all the lights, leaving only a desk lamp with a shallow light, and sat alone on the boss's chair.

Once you really relax, you will feel deeply tired and penetrated into your bone marrow. This is a feeling of loneliness, as if doing nothing is the best choice.

Quietly, she didn't know how long she had sat there, but her eyes seemed to be closed, maybe she fell asleep or maybe she didn't sleep.

The glass door opened quietly, and a dark shadow came in like a ghost and stood opposite her.

Ye Yun's eyelids didn't move and she whispered: "No. 7?"

"yes."

"How do you know I'm here?"

The black shadow said coldly: "Everything is in control."

"So I know I almost died today?"

"yes."

"I don't want to do it anymore, it's too tired."

The black shadow didn't speak, and looked straight at her.

Ye Yun looked at him angrily and said, "What do you want to tell me tonight?"

"No. 4 said, the mission continues."

"Just these four words?"

"yes."

Ye Yun suddenly slapped the table hard and lost control of her emotions: "Let No. 4 go to hell! Go back and tell him, I'll stop doing it!"

"yes."

“You’ll say ‘yes’?”

Black Shadow said: "I agree to 'let the hell of No. 4'. I don't want to do it anymore. It's so comfortable to lie in bed and sleep on such a cool night."

Ye Yun sat down dejectedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you were forced to do it too... I shouldn't have lost my temper."

"Yes," the dark shadow paused for a moment, "I'm leaving, take care of myself."

Ye Yun didn't say anything, watching him disappear like a ghost when he came, and he was stunned for a long time. He turned off the desk lamp with no means, pulled a blanket from the cabinet and covered it with his body, and soon fell asleep.

A car was parked in the alley opposite Santan Network Technology Company, and a plainclothes put down an infrared telescope, saying:

"Col. Rong, the contact person has left."

Colonel Rong straightened his back from the back row and said majestic: "Notify Group 2 and Group 3 to follow along the way, and never lose it!"

"yes!"
Chapter completed!