It's so sweet, the little uncle is addicted to her

Chapter 30 Lin Qin's Father
Characters scrolled rapidly on the computer screen.

"Can you delete the ones in other people's phones?"

"Just connect to the Internet."

Lu Wanjiang subconsciously opened his eyes wide and leaned back with his chin, "This, this is okay?"

Lin Qin nodded, and typed another command, "Open Weibo and have a look."

"Huh?" Lu Wanjiang was still holding the phone, and the screen was displaying the Weibo interface, "No change."

"Refresh."

"oh oh."

After sliding to the top to refresh, all the dynamic pictures below the relevant entries will become a reminder that the pictures are not visible.

Refresh it again, and the real-time dynamics will pop up five or six content wondering if Weibo has collapsed.

"Eldest niece..."

"Huh?" Lin Qin was still typing on the keyboard, taking his time to fix the small bugs that appeared during the operation.

Lu Wanjiang's lips moved, but without saying anything, he refreshed Weibo several times one after another to see what netizens complained about.

@锅盘盘无湖：
I just wanted to take a look at the cp of Mr. Yan and the children, what the hell are they looking for pictures? ?
Is Weibo crashed or my network card?

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@grape seed baa:
#微博暴了#A chance encounter with the overlord and his little wife

What's the matter?Could it be that Mr. Yan directly hacked Weibo to protect the children? ? [Star Eyes] [Star Eyes] Is this the charm of the overlord? It's two-dimensional coming into reality! !

【Screenshot】【Screenshot】

@……

"Qinqin, will you be arrested by the Internet police?" Lu Wanjiang had a complicated expression, and it was difficult to describe his mood.

But with Lao Yan backing her up, she wouldn't be too worried, it's just a little unbelievable that her eldest niece still has this ability.

"No." Lin Qin hit the last enter key, closed the code bar, and shut down the computer, adding lightly: "They can't find me."

"...6." Lu Wanjiang gave her a thumbs up, and returned to the sofa with a shocked face, rubbing his hands secretly to watch the netizens bewildered.

This side of the conference room.

Chen Jiajing called the person in charge of the branch's online marketing account and public opinion monitoring, and explained in detail in front of Yan Shang that the exposure of Ms. Lin's photos should be minimized to protect Ms. Lin's privacy.

Before he finished speaking, the secretary looked down at his phone and exclaimed, "Damn!"

The eyes of everyone gathered in the past in an instant.

Chen Jiajing's face darkened, and she was about to reprimand him.

The secretary quickly explained: "Mr. Chen, someone hacked all the photos of Mr. Yan and Ms. Lin, and the short videos and photos can't be displayed at all! Weibo is about to be destroyed by netizens!"

"Hacked?" Chen Jiajing's first reaction was to look at Yan Shang, "The hacker you are looking for?"

Yan Shang didn't answer, but took out his phone.

The situation has developed from "Weibo collapsed" to the fact that many people found that the video pictures saved in the album disappeared inexplicably, and all the disappeared content was about Yan Zong and Lin Qin.

Weibo and major forums are boiling again.

The people around did not notice that Yan Shang's face froze for a moment.

The technicians discussed the feasibility and difficulty of this matter in a low voice, and began to speculate on the identity of the industry leader.

Yan Shang glanced around calmly, put away his mobile phone and looked at his subordinates: "Thank you for your hard work, please Mr. Chen to add bonuses to those who participated in this matter alone, you go back first."

He looked at Chen Jiajing on the left again: "Let that intern from last time come over."

"Xie An?" Chen Jiajing specifically asked his name when she left the living room last time.

"Ah."

...

Xie An was called up, pulled his shirt outside the meeting room, adjusted his tie, and cleared his throat before knocking on the door.

"President Yan, you, are you looking for me?"

"Sit." Yan Shang motioned him to sit on the side of the long table, only two seats away from the head, and there was still a glass of water beside the table.

"Okay, okay." Xie An was flattered and closed the door, and went to sit down.

Yan Shang tapped his fingers on the table a few times regularly, restrained his momentum, and asked in a calm tone: "I want to know something with you, so I can talk about the relationship between the people in the ward that day, Lin Qin, and you. ?"

"Yes... it's a friendship, mainly a netizen, and we met by chance." Xie An avoided his gaze, looked at the water glass, and clenched his hands under the table to tightly press his thighs.

Yan Shang picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip of water, then smiled lightly and said, "Relax, I just want to know about Lin Qin's friendship status as an elder."

"What website or platform did you meet?" He crossed his legs, leaned his upper body back, and had a leisurely posture.

Xie An, however, felt an invisible sense of oppression, and answered calmly: "The donkey friend forum, I usually post travel guides and daily records, so I met Uncle Peng and Lin...Miss Lin."

"Uncle Peng?" Yan Shang repeated.

Xie An's pressure doubled, "Yes, his name is Peng Li. After we met, I realized that he and my father used to be comrades-in-arms, so let me call him uncle."

He's telling the truth.Before coming in, I was hesitant to tell the truth if asked by Mr. Yan, but after I came in, I realized that it was difficult to play dumb in front of Mr. Yan.

All these problems that can be found are simply confessed.

Yan Shang crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and asked, "Is that how he and Lin Qin knew each other?"

Xie An showed hesitation in his eyes, but he still nodded, "It seems so, but I met Miss Lin through Uncle Peng."

He suddenly raised his hand and waved it twice, making a negative gesture, "President Yan, don't get me wrong, I don't have other thoughts about Miss Lin, what a coincidence, what a coincidence."

"Yeah." Yan Shang didn't say anything on this matter, and continued to ask: "Does Peng Li know hackers?"

"Ah?" Xie An was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Mr. Yan's question to be so wide-ranging, but just as he was about to deny it, he suddenly remembered the signal map on the other party's mobile phone when he met Peng Li in the forest.

Yan Shang had seen the answer from his expression, skipped the question and said, "I have something else to ask for your help."

Xie An straightened his upper body uncomfortably, "Just say it."

"Please help me meet with Mr. Peng." He stood up, picked up the business card prepared on the table and handed it to Xie An, "Just text me the time and place."

"Okay, Mr. Yan." Xie An stood up, took it with both hands, and asked hesitantly: "That...Mr. Yan, is it convenient to ask what you want from him?"

Yan Shang glanced at him calmly, turned around and walked outside the meeting room, "I just said that I was worried about the safety of my little girl's friendship, and wanted to get to know him."

"..." Know you?
Help, how did Uncle Peng strike up a conversation with Miss Lin?

When Yan Shang came back to the office, he opened the door and saw Lu Wanjiang's bent back standing by the table, completely blocking Lin Qin on the sofa.

"Qinqin?" He walked closer, only to see clearly that Lu Wanjiang was cutting the thousand-layer cake.

"Old Yan, you are back. We are both fainting from hunger. I just bought this cake downstairs." Lu Wanjiang rolled his eyes at him and moved the cake pieces to a small plate.

"Sorry." Yan Shang took the small plate, but the apology was not to Lu Wanjiang.

He went over to sit next to Lin Qin, grabbed a fork, cut off a small piece and brought it to Lin Qin's mouth, "Do you see what you want to eat? Let's go over there to fill our stomachs."

Lin Qin's raised hand paused in the air, and he was stunned for two seconds before opening his mouth to bite it down.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Shang smiled, cut off another piece and waited for her to finish eating, ready to feed it again.

"It's okay." Lin Qin looked away and licked the cream from the corner of his mouth.

"Take another bite?" The fork was brought to his mouth again.

"..." She had no choice but to eat it, and said vaguely, "I don't want it, it's a bit boring."

"Okay." Yan Shang nodded, and the next second he directly put the rest of the cake into his mouth with the fork in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Lu Wanjiang almost choked on the cake: "..."

Lin Qin followed his gaze and looked over: "..."

Yan Shang put down his plate and fork, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth gracefully, and looked back at the two of them calmly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." Lu Wanjiang didn't dare to say anything, he lowered his head and cut the remaining half of the cake into pieces, "I'll leave after I cut it, and take it out to the little girls in the secretary's office along the way."

"My niece helped me clear up the tray, just put the teacup on it."

"it is good."

After sharing the cake and being watched by the secretary's office, the three of them finally had lunch before three o'clock.

After dinner, I went back to the hotel to rest until it was dark, before Lin Qin got enough sleep and sat up from the bed.

Peng Li's news almost exploded Lin Qin's phone.

Peng: Brother Ren, do you know that your uncle asked me out?

Peng: I can't beat Mr. Yan, you have to protect me.

Peng: Does he know about us?

Peng: Damn, he probably mistakenly thought that the two of us had an affair and asked me out to get rid of me, right?

Peng: Just the way he looked at me in the ward that day, if you weren't there, I think he would have killed me on the spot.

Peng: What about you?Isn't it the college entrance examination holiday?No time to look at your phone?
Peng: Damn, could it be your uncle looking at your phone?

Peng: ...I ran away.

L: ...

Peng Li, who was recovering from his injuries and bored to the point of long grass, immediately jumped up from the bed when he heard the notification sound.

Peng: You can figure it out. I thought Mr. Yan put you in confinement.

L: something?
Peng: Can't I chat with you if I have nothing to do?
L: Have you figured out Yunzhai?

Peng: Not yet, you have to go in person.

Peng Li's mood dropped.

Peng: I suspect that they have recruited a lot of local people, who are all informants, and they will know if there is any suspicious trace.

Lin Qin pondered for a while facing the phone.

L: Why are they stationed in the mountains?
Peng: I don't know about that. It must be something hidden. It must have something to do with the living body.

Peng: As long as we find this evidence and submit it, the higher authorities will 100% crack down on this organization.

L: Can you confirm the exact location of their camp?

Peng Li found the picture and sent it over.

Peng: The accuracy can be within [-] kilometers at most, and more detailed on-the-spot investigations are needed to find out, but they hide people within a radius of [-] kilometers, and they will be discovered as soon as they get close.

L: Simply rely on manpower for defense?Is the cost too high?
Peng: Local labor is worthless, and their profits are so high. What is this little money?
Peng: Forget it, I'll come back when I'm well, don't worry about it.

L: oh
Peng: So why did your uncle seek me out?What should I say if he asks us?

Lin Qin didn't reply for a while. He waited until he started to scratch the strap on his arm before he received the four words.

"be honest."

"..."

Peng Li wanted to scold someone, so he directly sent back a voice message: "Brother, you said it lightly, can you let your uncle know about this? He will definitely not let you investigate if he finds out! Are you stupid! Just his attitude towards you I held my hands as if I was afraid of falling, and I told him the truth, didn't I just wait for being slammed!"

Lin Qin happened to be holding the phone to open the door, and accidentally touched the voice bar with her fingertips.

She listened to Uncle Yan's voice outside the door: "..."

Do you believe me when I said he directed and acted himself?
"Peng Li?" Yan Shang patted her head with no expression on his face.

Lin Qin turned off the phone: "Yes."

"So... what are you looking for?" Yan Shang put his arms around her shoulders, took her to the sofa and sat down, and sent a message to Lu Wanjiang, prohibiting him from leaving the bedroom.

Lin Qin pursed her lips and looked at him in silence for a while, then said frankly, "Yunzhai's black market."

With Yan's influence, he should have heard about this matter.

Sure enough, Yan Shang first twitched his brows unnaturally, then opened and closed his lips slightly, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and asked softly, "Qinqin, how much do you know about this?"

Lin Qin went through the information he had seen in his mind, and said slowly: "The events, locations, lists of several large events..."

"You know everything?" Yan Shang's chest tightened suddenly.

"En." Lin Qin nodded, confirming his guess.

Yan Shang's throat tightened, and the hand on her shoulder was clenched into an empty fist. He stared at Lin Qin's expression and asked, "Then you... also know about that?"

"What's the matter?"

Yan Shang saw the real doubt on her face, heaved a sigh of relief, hugged the little girl into his arms, and stroked her hair and the back of her neck with his big hands.

"It's okay, it's okay." It seemed to comfort Lin Qin, but it was more like letting him relax.

Lin Qin thought quickly.

When he let go of himself, he began to guess: "Is the person on the list related to me?"

Yan Shang was startled, and argued, "No, I'm just afraid that those things will scare you."

Lin Qin naturally saw through his disguise, but her intuition led her to continue asking: "Uncle Yan, what do those people have to do with me?"

She stared into Yan Shang's eyes, and asked the most unlikely and most likely option: "My...relatives? Relatives?"

Yan Shang didn't speak.

Lin Qin interpreted his micro-expressions in his mind.

"Dear ones...grandparents? Or my father?"

With a jump in her heart, she caught a keyword.

clump.

Ms. Lin Yi's Jungle Group.

Ms. Lin told her that it meant loving nature when she was a child.

But Cong is also a rare surname.

The word appeared on the list.

Cong Yang.

"Uncle Yan, is my father's name Cong Yang?"

The living room was suddenly so quiet that I could hear my heartbeat.

Yan Shang's eyelids trembled twice, he held Lin Qin's hand, and nodded slowly, "Yes..."

Lin Qin asked the result, but didn't know how to react.

She grew up with her grandparents, and she doesn't have a strong desire for father's love like other children.

But when he suddenly realized that his father died because of such absurd, bizarre and appalling reasons, his deepest emotional nerves were still unavoidably pulled and trembled slightly.

While thinking about the clues of the whole incident, she sat silently feeling this strange feeling of sadness for a father she had never met.

Yan Shang quietly accompanied the child, hugged the child into his arms again, and patted her on the back lightly.

　I was delayed until 555 o'clock to start writing, I was a bit rushed just now, and I accidentally copied and messed up 3 at the end, so I have to correct it~ (I love you n[-]n!

　　
　
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