Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Is it for your project?"

Mo Shangjun's question immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The elites who were previously ordered to return to their positions looked up here.

——Is it for their project?

--is this real?

They have no doubts, but are eager to try.

Dare to challenge this group of people, is that person eating bear heart leopard gall? !

"This possibility is not ruled out." Ruan Yan said lightly, got up from his seat and commented lightly, "But it's too good."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

With a twitch of his mouth, Mo Shangyun could hardly deny his words to the great **** in front of him.

Since the beginning of the project, Mo Shangyun will come to the laboratory to make a series of visits when he is free. They will become familiar with this team. They will also talk about their own things during the rest.

All of these are all from the Ba School, either graduated from one of the best schools in the country, or pressed down by a doctorate. In short, none of them are bad, and the elites in this group of elites have rated Ruan Yan It is also unimaginably high.

So, this is a group of perverts.

The elite cultivated by the state is naturally not a skillful hacker to fight.

Mo Shangyun is a little depressed, because compared with this group of people, he is even hard to achieve the level of ‘vegetable’.

"You check it." Ruan Yan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he sent the backed-up greasy middle-aged man to Wujiu, and sent it along with the final location determined according to the iP address, and asked Wujiu to check it out.

"Row."

After tidying up the "inferiority inferiority mentality", Mo Shangyun sat down in front of the computer again, checked various files in his computer, and after confirming that there was no loss, he directly sent the summary to Lin Mao by email.

Sending him a message again, Mo Shangyun turned off the computer and stood up.

She has a specialty in the art industry, and she comforts herself that everyone here rushes up-even Ruan Yan will be easily suppressed by her, and her confidence is restored smoothly.

Let's go to dinner with Ruan Yan first.

*

at the same time--

In a messy little house.

The middle-aged man who unplugged the power panicly sat on the ground for a moment, then picked up the mobile phone panicly and ordered a call.

"Did you get it?"

There was a female voice over the phone.

"I just got it, and it's gone! I don't have what you want! Also, my location is exposed and can be found at any time." The middle-aged man grabbed the phone and licked his dry lips, anxiously, "I risk such a risk, you must remit the final payment to me!"

"You ask for more blessings." The female voice spoke simply, "Find a place to hide, do not be found by the police and the military, otherwise, you have only one way to die."

The voice dropped and the phone hung up.

The middle-aged man looked at the phone that was hung up and dialed it again.

*

Ancheng Army College, a newly opened restaurant.

After Mo Shangyun ordered the same fish soup, he handed over the other ordering tasks to Ruan Yan.

She bowed her head to send a message to Yan Tianxing.

I have been busy recently, and I have taken part in taking part in freshman military training. The important thing is to go to colleges and universities to check out early and late. In addition to playing with a mobile phone on the way, I have to organize notes even in the car at other times. Because Yan Tianxing still stingy remembered her going out to dinner with Ruan Yan, so she still remembers to take the time to send a message to Yan Tianxing every day.

Except for Yan Tianxing who did not respond on the first day, he would still reply when he saw the information at other times-for Mo Shangyun who had been frustrated many times on the road of chasing Yan Tianxing, this was already a good sign.

As soon as the news was sent this time, the response was successfully received.

"Yan Tianxing: Are you free? 』

"Mo Shangyun: A little bit. 』

Just half a minute later, Yan Tianxing's phone came over.

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun pulled the answer.

"Mo Shangyun, next time you write a love letter, can you at least change the title?" Yan Tianxing asked angrily over the phone.

Mo Shangyun paused for a few seconds before thinking with an overworked computer and understanding the source of Yan Tianxing's irritability-he received a love letter.

Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun sincerely said, "Only when the meaning comes."

"..."

Go what you mean!

On the first page of the stationery, for a whole night, I was afraid that others would not know it, and wrote the word "love letter".

He also felt that Mo Shangyun was interested, and could not wait to open it. As a result, Mo Shangyun, a fool, originally copied the love letter written by others, and even the words "wife" were copied according to the original. Apart from hypocrisy from the beginning to the end, Yan Tianxing did not see where he had anything to do with him.

By all means, Mo Shangyun also copied it down word by word. The handwriting was neat, and he must be asked to find her "sincerity" from inside.

"Have you read the last page?" Mo Shangyun asked, raising his hand and raising his eyebrows.

Yan Tianxing, who gave up after seeing the penultimate sheet, heard her question and raised her hand to draw out the last piece of paper.

This look, but stunned.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

I haven’t eaten for a day and I’m hungry. I’m going to make instant noodles and write back after eating. If there is no update at 10:30, it proves to be gone.