Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 1053 Chapter 82 You planned it long ago
With the help of SYN, the two of them collaborated, and the process of writing the program was more effective with half the effort, and the process was much faster. In less than three hours, the most difficult conflict problem of the previous technical team was successfully resolved.

SYN suddenly proposed to leave early, Nan Jinghong thanked him, and offered to give him money compensation again, but was rejected as usual.

SYN: In the future, my baby needs your help with something, so you have to help me

Native PC: despite the opening

Local PC: I know you are in the capital, don’t avoid me, I won’t let you bother you anymore

SYN: It doesn't matter, anyway those idiots can't find 【Grimace】

Behind the desk, Nan Jinghong leaned his elbows on the table, looked at this line of words, smiled and shook his head, and wiped his fingertips across his lips.

It seems that it was discovered by him before, and then he avoided it.

Soon, the page returned to normal, SYN withdrew from the control of his computer, Nan Jinghong did not relax, and continued to devote himself to half of the work.

Xiaobao came out of the library management, ran to take the elevator with short legs, and slipped into the children's playground upstairs.

There is no other reason. I took the time to look at the hotel surveillance system just now and saw Lang Mochen coming out of the room with a steady pace. Xiaobao was worried that he would come to see him, so of course he had to run up quickly.

Sure enough, Xiao Bao had just been playing with a runny-nosed boy in the sand, and a few men in black appeared in the transparent glass window outside the children's paradise. Surrounded by men in black, who else could be there besides Lang Mochen? ?
Hehe, let's see.

Xiao Bao lowered his head, his small mouth was raised high, and the swelling in his heart was satisfying.

Lang Miao came in and took him out, Xiaobao washed his hands, obediently walked up to Lang Mochen, and shouted with a smile, "Uncle Lang."

"I'm going out, I'll take you to dinner first." He mentioned succinctly.

Xiao Bao nodded, "Okay!"

A group of people came to the Chinese restaurant downstairs, and Lang Mochen directly handed the menu card to Xiaobao, asking him to order by himself.

Soon, the waiter placed the dishes in front of the child according to Lang Mochen's prompt, and Lang Mochen only drank coffee on the side.

Little Treasure didn't mind being stared at for eating, so he didn't eat at noon, so he began to grunt and eat.

After a while, Lang Mochen's cell phone rang, Xiaobao glanced subconsciously, and saw the caller ID from the mirror reflection of the silver kettle.

Lang Mochen answered the phone, "You still know that you want to call me back?"

Nan Jinghong turned the office chair, turned around and looked at the darkening night scene outside the window.

"Sorry, I was busy just now," Nan Jinghong pinched his brows, "What do you want me to do?"

Lang Mochen twitched the corner of his mouth, "Your man is in my hotel, what are you looking for?"

"Well, hacker, the technology is good. It was located in your hotel library, but I couldn't find it."

"Oh? There are people you can't find, Young Master Nan."

"Your sarcasm sounds really annoying." Nan Jinghong said to him, "Don't worry, I won't bother your hotel just to find someone."

"Your people have brought people in, and they have already scared the guests of the hotel."

"How do you want me to apologize?"

"I heard that you also bid for the land in Jinhai?"

"Oh, it seems that you have planned it long ago. We will have a meal together another day and have an interview."

Lang Mochen replied, "Then wait for Nan Shaokong's time to discuss in detail."

After hanging up the phone, Lang Mochen looked at Xiaobao who had just eaten a few mouthfuls of rice, tapped his fingers on the table, and urged, "Eat."

Little Treasure hurriedly lowered his head to eat the rice, with a ghostly look on his little face, and began to plot a new plan...

(End of this chapter)