Rising From The Technology System

Jessica's icy voice on the other side of the communicator was a little imperceptible, "The plan tonight..."

"Tell them to come to me in October, and in addition, issue a reward: I want Shui Yingying's left hand."

Shui Yingying is the top cosmetic makeup artist in Binhai, and only she can replicate another Gongsun Shanshan in just one afternoon.

When the Fruit Group was purchased that year, Zhao Shuqi’s mother and wife were all to blame for letting this lovely girl who is about the same age as his son go. Otherwise, he would have trouble today!

When the lights in the hall were all dimmed, Guo Zhenyu knew that the banquet had begun.

According to the original plan, Gongsun Shanshan should have rushed to him before turning off the lights, but...

Qian Xianrou dared not speak, so she approached Guo Zhenyu and communicated by writing on the other's hand: "Where is she?"

Guo Zhenyu drew a cross on Qianxianrou's palm to indicate that he didn't know, and then wrote: "Follow me."

After speaking, he took Qian's delicate hand and walked through the shadows, searching for Gongsun Shanshan's figure. At the same time, a circular metal platform descended from the center of the venue. Due to the lighting effects, the steel wire hanging on it was invisible, and the entire platform seemed to be suspended in the air against gravity.

Zhao Shuqi was standing on it, and there was a wave of applause around the venue. He nodded gracefully, adjusted the headset, and began to address.

There is no emcee, no host, no background music. Only the soft light was projected on his feet, and the gentle voice was loud but not loud.

Guo Zhenyu secretly admired Zhao Shuqi's ability and self-confidence, while looking for Gongsun Shanshan anxiously.

Suddenly, someone stepped on his foot when he stepped back. It happened that she was still a woman, and she slammed Guo Zhenyu's feet carefully and firmly, and Guo Zhenyu screamed as she screamed as she felt sore in a cold sweat.

This sound was not too loud or too small, just overpowering the voice of Zhao Shuqi speaking on the floating platform in mid-air. Zhao Shuqi only paused for a second or so, then kept smiling and continued to speak, but his eyes were fixed on Guo Zhenyu's direction. Many guests followed his gaze and saw Guo Zhenyu, and the woman who stepped on Guo Zhenyu just didn't know where he was.

Guo Zhenyu looked at each other with those calm and calm eyes, and instantly understood what-this was revenge for today's noon.

Qianxian was anxiously like an ant on a hot pan, and pulled Guo Zhenyu's arm. Guo Zhenyu thought she was worried about herself at first, so he whispered: "It's okay."

Unexpectedly, Qian Xianrou continued to sway his arm anxiously, turning his passive into an active one, pulling Guo Zhenyu to a certain direction in the dark.

On the floating stage, Zhao Shuqi was giving a speech while secretly watching a good show under the stage-he had put on infrared night vision glasses deliberately.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Guo Zhenyu had to trot to keep up with Qian's delicate footsteps. And Qian Xianrou can be said to be running wildly carrying the skirt.

Qian Xianrou went crazy. Just now, the woman who stepped on Guo Zhenyu's foot smelled of Gongsun Shanshan's perfume. Guo Zhenyu is a man, and men generally don't pay attention to the uniqueness of women's perfumes, but Qian Xianrou can distinguish them clearly. However, Qian Xianrou could clearly feel that the girl was not Gongsun Shanshan.

Gongsun Shanshan’s perfume was customized from Atlantis Square, and only she and the designer’s daughter use it in the world, so why does this strange woman have the fragrance of Gongsun Shanshan? Even if she didn't have any intentions, she must know where Gongsun Shanshan was going!

Like many people who have been dealing with computers for a long time, Qian Xian Gentle and Guo Zhenyu's eyesight is not very good, let alone night vision. Qian Xianrou can only follow the smell of perfume all the way.

The two could not tell the direction in the dark, and Zhao Shuqi's voice on the floating platform seemed to be everywhere. They were like mice trapped in a trap, ramming helplessly around. The smile on Zhao Shuqi's face who was watching the excitement gradually became sincere.

Suddenly, Guo Zhenyu felt that he was far away from Zhao Shuqi's voice. It is estimated that it has run out of the sound range. There were fewer and fewer people next to them, and it seemed that they had already left the venue.

Suddenly, his feet slipped and Guo Zhenyu fell forward. Qian Xianrou also slipped. Just when she was about to come into close contact with the earth, Guo Zhenyu slammed hard under her feet and doubled her speed, almost instantly regaining her balance and catching Qianxianrou.

Then... Guo Zhenyu felt that his ankles were numb and were generally shocked, and eventually fell to the ground.

The crisp sound of high heels sounded, and there was a light source in front of them. The eyes of Guo Zhenyu and Qian Xianrou were shining brightly, as if they were her prisoners.

Guo Zhenyu came from angrily: "Don't follow me."

"Heh," the woman holding a bright flashlight sneered. The voice was very ethereal, passing in the dark and silent space, making the listener almost doubt whether she had a hallucination.

Qian Xianrou finally spoke: "Where is Miss Gongsun!"

When the light source moved to the side, Guo Zhenyu could see the person standing in front of him.

This is a woman, a beautiful woman. She is like a deep-sea fish, lonely and silent, beautiful alone in the depths of the sea. No temperature, no sound, no partners. No memory, no past, no future.

She held a flashlight in her left hand, and an electric baton in her right hand that was still discharging sparks-it's no wonder that Guo Zhenyu fell inexplicably just now and finally got up, but felt numb in her ankles.

Qian Xianrou could smell Gongsun Shanshan's perfume from her body.

Guo Zhenyu stood up, then helped Qian Xianrou and said to the woman: "Who are you? What is your purpose?"

The reason for questioning with such certainty is because this woman is holding an electric baton in her hand, and she is dressed like a female agent in a Hollywood blockbuster. It doesn’t look like a misunderstanding, right?

The cold woman spoke, with an ethereal voice like a music box and a carillon: "Miss Gongsun is a guest and my future master. How could I hurt her? I just took her to a safe place. "

Gongsun Shanshan finally miscalculated. She only knew that Zhao Shuqi was a little clever, bad-hearted person, but she didn't expect that Zhao Shuqi was actually a frantic person. This man was so frantic that he had directly trained his own assassin. Gongsun Shanshan even wondered if Zhao Shuqi suddenly inherited the family business, whether there was any hidden secret behind it. You know, although the Zhao family and the Gongsun family had a marriage contract before, the seat of Zhao Shuqi's heir has not been very stable, so Father Gongsun did not rush to admit the marriage contract.