[Sun: You guys here?]
The chat group flashed, and someone came out immediately.
[Daji Plays With You: If Boss asked, I have to be there-Boss, why are you free to come online today?]
[Guan Yan: I'm here.]
The light from the computer shone slowly on her face. Qiao Nian had finished her shower and taken some medicine. She felt much better now. She rested her elbows on the desk and looked at the group messages, realizing that Slim Waist Control was not online today.
She didn't care. Her slender fingers flew across the keyboard as she sent a message.
[Sun: Did the Ye family look for us for a job recently?]
Guan Yan was usually the least chatty and most serious. This time, she replied the fastest.
[Guan Yan: Ye family? There seems to be a job with the surname Ye, but we didn't take it. He wants to investigate a batch of goods in the illegal district.]
[Daji Plays With You: Doesn't the Red Alliance never take on such jobs? We're not second-hand dealers who sell information.]
Qiao Nian placed her phone on the table and happened to see this message on the chat.
The Red Alliance was in the hacker business. Usually, they would sell software and information technology.
They wouldn't even touch low-level hackers like selling information. It would lower their prices!
But this time...
The ends of her eyes curled up as she looked at the black plastic bag on the bed. Her black eyes were restrained and a little annoyed. Although she wasn't afraid of being bitten when there were too many lice, she felt a little strange when she owed someone a favor. Every time that person was mentioned, she would be flustered.
Qiao Nian suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and returned her attention to replying.
[Sun: Send me that job, I'll take it.]
[Guan Van: ???]
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