C37 Super Mary

"Shang Moze, did you make your move?" Gu Yue looked at the system being destroyed one after another in shock. He couldn't hide the doubt in his eyes. Didn't Shang Moze say that he would take full control of the system? Why couldn't he help but make his move?

Tsk, tsk, tsk. As expected, concern would cause chaos. He couldn't even wait for such a short period of time.

Shang Moze's ink-black eyes slightly raised. He held a black pen with gold embedded in one hand and a phone with the other. "Since you think there is free labor available, why should I do something unnecessary?"

Free labor... Gu Yue chewed on the words in his mind. His face looked terrible.

"If it wasn't you, then who could it be?" Seeing another system collapse in a few seconds, Gu Yue's mouth twitched, "Damn, this guy is super Mary, one shot is accurate."

"What exactly happened?" Realizing that the situation was unusual, Shang Moze finally put down the pen in his hand and pushed the document in front of him to the side.

"There is a guy attacking those systems that blackmailed you and Yi Xiaomi. This guy is really scary. He directly got a virus. I estimate that in less than half an hour, all the systems will be dead."

Shang Moze stood up and slightly narrowed his eyes. "Friend or foe?" "It seems to be an optimistic situation. I can save a lot of energy."

"Can you find his ID?" Shang Moze's voice was cold. Computer technology could make Gu Yue applaud. If there were no malicious intentions, it would be fine, but if it became a threat in the future, it would be troublesome.

"Let me try." Gu Yue looked at the screen excitedly. His fingers were very fast. It was not easy for him to meet an opponent. He was inexplicably excited!

Yi Xiaomi turned off the computer and gently wiped her forehead with her snow white fingers. She broke out in cold sweat. She was almost tracked...

Finally, it was done. Yi Xiaomi let out a long sigh of relief. It had been smooth sailing before, but a guy jumped out from nowhere and kept checking her ID.

"Nana?" Yi Xiaomi pushed the computer to the side and got up to walk out. Looking at the empty living room, Yi Xiaomi touched her nose. "Where did he go?"

She kicked off the two Hell Kitty pink slippers on her feet and bent over to take the sports shoes by the side.

Playing computer games was really a technical job. It was really overloading. She shook her head vigorously and shook off the dizziness in front of her. Yi Xiaomi took a deep breath and went out to take a breather.

Yi Xiaomi walked aimlessly on the street. The white canvas shoes kicked the small stone beside her feet in boredom. She originally said that there would be a master's concert today, but she did not expect that all the major media outlets were simply mad dogs. She had no choice but to create a virus - the master's concert would naturally go down.

Raising her head to look at the sky, Yi Xiaomi fiercely gave a middle finger. How detestable! But... it should have been two weeks. Yi Xiaomi's eyes lit up. Tsk, tsk, tsk. It seemed that Shang Moze had already completely forgotten about her.

She said that Shang Moze was a busy person, how could he possibly be interested in her? The small stone under his feet suddenly drew an arc. It jumped in the air and fell. Moreover, as long as she was related to that scum, she would be extremely unlucky.

If it wasn't for her expertise in creating viruses, she would probably have been turned into human flesh by now... Yi Xiaomi did not know that the reason why she was still safe and sound was because of Shang Moze's coercion and enticement. Gu Yue had also put in a lot of effort.

Very quickly, Yi Xiaomi threw Shang Moze to the back of her mind and happily hummed a song. She strode towards the corner. "Boss, I want vanilla ice cream," Yi Xiaomi stood at the counter with her hands supporting her cheeks. Her eyes lit up as she stared at the various desserts on the signboard.

Slowly turning her head, Yi Xiaomi glanced behind her and frowned slightly. Why did she keep feeling that... there was someone behind her? There were only a few people on the somewhat hot road. Yi Xiaomi turned her head. She picked up the ice cream and licked it. She must have thought too much.

Squinting her eyes in satisfaction, Yi Xiaomi only felt that her heart was filled with happiness. Life was so rushed, coming and going, but she never chased after anything. To her, the so-called happiness was just an ice cream in the summer.

The dark red little mouth that bit the ice cream stopped. Yi Xiaomi frowned and looked back again. Could it be that she was too angry with those media and thus had hallucinations?

A strange fragrance came over. Yi Xiaomi's tall and straight nose was fiercely covered and all the strength in her body was instantly pulled away. She felt as if her entire body was stuffed with cotton and her consciousness was also gradually pulled away.

Yi Xiaomi's first thought was, Fuck, at least let her finish the ice cream first. Look at how wasteful it is to fall on the ground. The environmental protection workers still have to clean it again. How bad it is!

Her second thought was, Motherf * cker, what kind of fragrance is this? It feels like her heart and lungs are twisted into a ball from the smell...

Then... After that, Yi Xiaomi was like a person who had a heatstroke and fell backwards straight and straight...

When Qiao Nana returned home, there was no one in the living room. She threw a big bag of snacks on the coffee table and Qiao Nana closed her stomach. She gathered her qi and shouted, "Good friend Li, Aurelio, Wangwang Gift Bag..."

After waiting for a long time, she did not see anyone running out of the bedroom like a pug.

Squeezing her sore throat, Qiao Nana blinked her eyes and then increased her voice, "Yi Xiaomi, if you don't come out, I will take care of it alone!"

What answered her was still the quiet air. Qiao Nana frowned. When she went out in the morning, Yi Xiaomi was in the bedroom fiddling with something. Why was it already afternoon and she was still fiddling with it. Was this fellow going to go into seclusion to cultivate?

The high heels under her feet moved slowly and Qiao Nana's fiery red skirt brought out a gust of wind. She pulled open the bedroom door and said, "Yi Xiaomi, you are going to become a god..."

No one? Qiao Nana raised her eyebrows. Could it be that they went out to eat? No, that guy was so lazy that no one could compare to him. If he could order take-out, he would definitely stay indoors and stay indoors.

Could it be... Qiao Nana racked her brains and thought about it. There was only one possibility. The boss had summoned Yi Xiaomi away.

With this thought, Qiao Nana completely relaxed. She excitedly ran to the snack bag and quickly tore a bag of potato chips from inside.

This was really great. The boss finally took Yi Xiaomi away. It was not that she agreed with Yi Xiaomi and the boss being together, but it was just that now the matter was exposed. She always felt guilty and sorry for Yi Xiaomi. She could just leave everything to the boss... As she thought of this, Qiao Nana became happier and happier. Then, she fed the snacks with one hand. She sat on the sofa and watched the television series.

South Peace International...

"Boss," the sales manager held a pile of documents and slowly put them on the table. He skillfully took out a few of them and pushed them in front of Shang Moze, "These are all related contracts. Take a look. If there are no problems, you can sign them."

Shang Moze's slender fingers elegantly and slowly flipped a page. His eyes were cold, but there was a cold wind lingering in the bright space. There was no warmth of summer at all.

The manager stood beside Shang Moze nervously. No matter how big he was, he could feel that the boss was not in a good mood.

"You go down first." Shang Moze waved his hand and his eyes stopped on the paper. The sales manager heaved a sigh of relief and quickly stepped out of the door in his leather shoes.

Slowly getting up, Shang Moze slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. In front of the huge transparent glass, all the scenes in 'A' City could be seen.

No matter how tall the building was, standing at this height, it was only a distance from the foot of the mountain to the top. The entire world was only left with black, white, and gray colors, mixed and interlaced, the crowds that came and went were only the size of ants.

He had not seen Yi Xiaomi for more than half a month, but his heart felt like it was being fiercely bitten by something, with sharp pain and suppressed depression.

He had always been an expert in controlling his emotions. After seeing Yi Xiaomi, it seemed that some things had already deviated from their original path.

Now, Shang Moze stretched out his long, ivory fingers and gently rubbed his temples. He had a bad feeling. It was like an airtight net, covering him until he could not breathe.

What exactly was going on...