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Chapter 23

Of course I didn't go to have lunch. Even if Xu Qiulai was willing to go to the three of them, Lu Li would not accept it. Just look at his disgusting appearance of other male sweat.

Before he could walk out of the court, he took off his coat that had been worn by someone and carried it on his hand.

Xu Qiulai discovered from this that Lu Li didn't like to get close to people, including not only strangers. Recalling carefully, even Han Yan and Xu Jingsheng, who are more familiar with him, are the same. They rarely wear arms and shoulders like other friends.

A big boy has so much attention, which makes Qiulai a little doubt his sexual orientation.

Lu Li walked to the sink outside the playground in one breath before he recovered. He put his clothes up and leaned over and turned on the faucet to wash his hair. It was not until the sticky sweat was almost over, and he asked casually: "You know a lot of people."

Qiu Lai smiled, "Did you say that Liu Hanguang just now? He is from our Affiliated High School Track and Field Team, and he is in the same class as me. He is a sports specialty student who is recommended to Q University."

"Which middle school do you study for?"

"Shi Shi."

"Oh." Lu Li wiped the splashing water beads with his coat, thought for a while, and said, "I've eaten wontons at the main entrance there before."

"Is that true? The wontons at our school gate are quite delicious."

Xu Qiulai smiled, "I used to go to eat a big bowl after school every day before going home. His mother wondered why the child didn't eat every day when he came home, so she came to me and told me not to take him to have snacks all day."

Lu Li savored it for a while and found that he could no longer remember the smell.

He is in Q-level affiliated with high school and jumps three times. His classmates have only been familiar with each other for a few days and will soon be replaced by new classmates.

When he entered university at the age of fifteen, he was too different from his fellow students. The age was a natural gap and there was almost no extracurricular communication.

During his adolescence, he had no experience of having extra meals after school, nor did he have a child who could go to the street stalls together every day.

Thinking of this, Lu Li couldn't help but turn his head and look over, and then realize that when Xu Qiu said this, his smile did not seem to be simply remembering. There seemed to be a surging emotion in his dark black eyes, but it was soon replaced by a calm and coldness.

Lu Li suddenly remembered that in the dark alley that night, when Xu Qiu came to shoot a stone in the head, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were exactly the same sharpness and indifference.

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Last time I had a meal with the great god, this time Qiu Zhi volunteered to invite him back.

Perhaps because Lu Li mentioned wontons halfway, he suddenly wanted to eat them on a whim, so Xu Qiulai had to take a long way to take the person to the snack street.

This period is the peak business hours of wonton shops. The 20-year-old shop has a long queue for orders, so there is no room left in the store, so half of the customers have to sit on the small tables on the side of the road.

There is no air conditioner installed in the store, only an old hanging fan is spinning, which is so boring.

Sitting outside can blow the wind on the road, which is cooler, but it is actually more comfortable.

The gaps in the floor tiles on the sidewalk were covered with oil that had been washed clean for years, and the tabletop was not very serious. The two-winged animals would slip when they stood. If Xu Qiulai hadn't had his eyes and hands quickly occupied the seat, they would have no place to settle down.

Fearing that the great gods disliked her, she sat down and took a tissue to wipe the table again.

Fortunately, Lu Li didn't mean to turn around and leave. He just bit the straw in the milk box and stared at the phone. After a while, he looked back to see when the master who was cooking wontons could deliver the things.

Through the motor vehicle lane where cars came and went, Xu Qiulai's eyes fell on the magnificent hotel opposite.

Qiulai felt that Lu Shen's taste was always down-to-earth, otherwise she wouldn't be able to afford it if he wanted to eat it opposite him.

In fact, it is just across the street. There is a bustling modern metropolis across the road, with LED screens and billboards everywhere, glass windows filled with beautiful exhibitions, and exquisite upper class people travel in and out in luxury cars.

On this side is a dilapidated low-rise building with a dark floor, with all kinds of food stalls and barbecue stalls all over the place, and the smell is mixed together, which is a chirping and lively fireworks on earth.

Life is often full of irony.

Xu Qiulai took a sip of water and was about to withdraw his gaze. A white Continental Bentley suddenly appeared opposite his vision, with a right turn signal on. After entering the license plate number at the front booth camera, he drove into the underground garage of the building through the access control rail.

Xu Qiulai swore with her 2.0 vision that at the first glance when she turned right in the car, she saw the familiar license plate clearly.

Until the rear wing of the car completely disappeared into the black garage entrance, her fingers were still tightly clutching her back, and her back was extremely stiff.

In the past two years, she has not remembered any details of the information that can be found online, and almost all the information about this set of license plate numbers appears in her mind.

The owner of the white Bentley is Feng Annie, the third wife of Cheng Feng of Qichen Technology CFO, and is a painter.

Judging from the body shape in the half-closed glass window just now, there should be a woman in the driver's seat.

Qiu Lai has never seen Feng Annie, she has only seen photos, and she can only confirm after meeting her. If the person driving is really her own... Then, she went here alone without taking the driver. Whether it was on an appointment or shopping, there was no better opportunity than this time.

Xu Qiulai and Feng Annie have never dealt with each other, and have no grudges or grudges, but her husband Cheng Feng is an old acquaintance to Xu Qiulai's father.

The financial department is the top priority of a company. It can be seen how close Cheng Feng, who can serve as the financial director of Qichen Technology, has a relationship with the boss Qijin.

The relationship is not a simple superior or subordinate. Cheng Feng is Qi Jin's confidant, his minion, and his brother who has been in love for more than ten years. The brotherly relationship with close interests is far more reliable than the diluted blood ties.

When Xu Qiulai was still young, Cheng Feng had already accompanied Qi Jin. He had dinner with Xu's house several times and gave her a gem pony as a gift.

Of course, that gem pony had been broken by her badminton racket in the house when she was a child.

This man has thick eyebrows, generous facial features, and a kind-hearted appearance, but he is loyal and slick on the outside. After three wives, the first two were almost gone without a house. In less than two months after the previous one was separated, he entered the marriage hall again with Feng Annie, who was sixteen years younger than him.

Feng Annie is a well-known beautiful painter. For a while, gossip tabloids substituted her experience and characterization into a story of mistresses. The circulation soared and spread it all at once. It was not until Cheng Feng filed a lawsuit in court, and the newspaper paid huge amounts of reputation losses.

Xu Qiulai knew very well that if Xu's father had made great progress, Cheng Feng would definitely make a contribution. She just didn't know how much he had contributed to it.

She was not afraid of her opponent's ruthlessness, but she was afraid that the opponent was not bad enough and was not obvious enough, so that she could not catch any handle.

Because as long as there is a little opportunity to take advantage of, she will cut off the arm of Qizhi without hesitation!

The boss's wontons were finally served, and two large bowls were full of them.

The snow-white dough is wrapped in the fleshy meat filling, and the bone soup is boiled white. There are scattered seaweed and shrimps floating on the soup. The aroma brings people back to reality. Xu Qiulai takes a deep breath and tells himself to calm down.

"Lu Shen, where is your driver?"

"School is waiting."

"If you call him later and ask him to pick you up, I remember that I suddenly had something to do."

The wonton that Lu Li had bitten halfway hurt his tongue and hurriedly spit it back into the spoon. The red lips moistened by the soup were slightly shiny.

She was obviously coming to this place herself, but after she arrived, she looked absent-minded. He did not feel the respect he deserved to be invited to have a meal.

Lu Li put down his chopsticks, thought for a while, and found a reason: "Pick up your sister?"

"No," Xu Qiulai shook his head, "It's just a little private matter."

"Whatever you want."

Seeing that she looked unwilling to say, Lu Li stopped asking.

The face became more indifferent and indifferent. After agreeing, he stopped talking and lowered his head to concentrate on eating.

Xu Qiulai had no appetite anymore. Her aftertaste was always staring at the front desk, and she ate the things in a scattered manner, and she didn't feel any hot. After eating, she put the chopsticks and said goodbye to Lu Li in a hurry.

She pushed her bicycle across the sidewalk and soon disappeared with the flow of people.

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The mall is too wide, with such a large traffic, finding Feng Annie is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, Xu Qiulai has a good habit of carrying a computer with him.

Of course, the security protection awareness of the monitoring system in this large shopping mall is higher than that of Qiutian School.

She first confirmed the location of the mall monitoring room, then opened the door of the nearest emergency passage that was closest to the line, flicked in, stomped her feet, and accompanied by the rising smoke and dust, the voice-controlled lights lit up.

In the dim light, the stairwell was dusty and there was almost no trace of people. It should be impossible for anyone to suddenly appear. After confirming that there was no camera around, she threw her schoolbag on the ground and sat down cross-legged.

The security system of this mall uses physical isolation to prevent network connections, but after Xu Qiulai worked hard to find all the nearby wireless LANs to crack them one by one, he soon discovered that more than one staff member of the mall was using the network using his work computer.

There are even two online security guards that are suspected to be in the monitoring room using local wireless connections and are connected to the wireless LAN network of the cinema next door.

They may be watching videos or playing games. Xu Qiulai doesn't care about these things. These people are neglecting their duties, but they just provide her with the greatest convenience.

She collected the account name and password of the login network almost effortlessly, touched the server along the LAN, and obtained host permissions all the way. After searching, she finally dug up the camera monitoring system.

Nearly fifteen minutes have passed, and it is almost too late.

There were fourteen passwords. She was afraid that Annie Feng would leave during this period. After looking at the watch several times, she finally decided to give up using more complex algorithms to crack the password and directly use blasting method to unlock the final access control of the monitoring system in the shortest time.

Not to mention whether these idiots can detect it, even if they find it, I believe that those who are on duty will be extremely tight-lipped about the system.

Find the surveillance video from the entrance of the garage below twenty minutes ago.

When the progress bar was accurate to the second, Xu Qiulai finally saw the white continental car slowly entering the garage. She stared at the woman who got off the driver's seat, enlarged the picture and sharpened it. Yes, it was her-

Annie Feng!

Qiu Lai remembers the parking location, and records the route she has taken and the time she stayed in each store.

She didn't eat, didn't drink tea and watch movies, and she looked just wandering and shopping.

During this period, Annie Feng received a call. Not long after hanging up, a man soon met her in a luxury brand store. The man came upstairs, wearing a suit and ties, and perhaps working in a financial company or firm in the Gemini Building next door.

She bought two pairs of cufflinks, one pair gave to the man, and the other pair stuffed them back into the Kun bag she carried with her.

The two of them went shopping side by side, and although they were very relaxed and familiar in every move, they always maintained a safe distance. Twenty minutes later, the two said goodbye in the blind spot of the surveillance without surveillance. The man took the elevator upstairs again, while the woman took out her cell phone and clicked a few times in boredom. It seemed that she was about to go back.

That's now!

Xu Qiulai carried his schoolbag as fast as possible and ran down the floor, pushed the door out, trotting all the way, and finally squeezed into the elevator in the last second and rode with Feng Annie.

"Sorry." Qiu Lai squeezed into the door and panted and shouted loudly. He was the first to apologize.

The simple and beautiful student's face had a blush after running on her cheeks. After seeing her temperament, makeup and dressing, a look of admiration and envy immediately emerged in her eyes.

There were only two people in the elevator. On the smooth mirror, Feng Annie glanced at her more.

The young girl of this age can always let her see through her thoughts at a glance. She withdrew her gaze and stood a little more upright.

However, although he is a little more rash, his vision is OK and his face is pleasing to the eye. People who practice art always have the strongest sense of touch and obsession with beauty.

Just as she finished thinking about this sentence, the elevator car suddenly shook and the lights dimmed instantly.
Chapter completed!
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