Crazy Smartphone – Part Two

At that moment, a hurried figure exited the conference room. Qiao Fini, quick on her feet, called out to him: “Xiao Ma!” She recognized him as the confidential secretary to her immediate superior and wanted to extract some information from him. Xiao Ma, seeing it was her, gave a sly smile: “Sister Qiao, they’re still arguing inside!” “Still arguing? When will it ever end?” “Hehe, Sister Qiao, don’t worry, the meeting will definitely end within ten minutes!” “Oh, has Director Song spoken?” “Hehe! Sister Qiao truly lives up to being Director Song’s top aide. Rest assured, the guy they want to invite is about to arrive. Once the main character shows up, there won’t be any more quarreling!” “Is Lin Feng coming?” “That’s right! Hey, even heroes fall for beauties, Sister Qiao, you’re busy, I have something to attend to!” “Heroes fall for beauties? Which hero? Which beauty? That Lin kid? Could it be Xiao Yun…” Qiao Fini murmured to herself, remembering the rumored relationship between her daughter and this boy, and her eyes lit up with an idea.

As Qiao Fini decided to seek an opportunity to approach this heroic young man, within the base, both military and Ming factions were already setting up their defenses. Seeing this setup, Qiao Fini, with her seasoned military eye, immediately understood the underlying schemes. A heart with red intentions, hands prepared with plans, these big shots really knew how to play this game! They were setting up a trap, waiting for that young man to fall into it!

Her knowledge of Lin Feng was not extensive, at most from observing his fight with Qin Jian on the rooftop. Her impression of him was favorable, and considering he was the man her daughter admired, she naturally paid more attention to this potential son-in-law. However, seeing how Lin Feng was being treated by the internal security, she felt a tinge of displeasure. She was unaware that the leaders had already agreed in the meeting to capture or eliminate Lin Feng at all costs. If she had known this, her mood upon seeing her colleagues hurriedly setting up ambushes would have been far from just slightly displeased.

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