Although the speaker didn’t show up, Qin Yingyue remained motionless, displaying extraordinary calmness, then suddenly pinched forward.
"Still trying to play this game with me, huh."
"Hehehe..."
It wasn’t a human presenting flowers; it was Moon.
"Even though my sexual orientation is quite normal, every time I see you, I want to give you flowers," Moon said:
"For you, I’m willing to come out of the closet."
"Come on, grown man, acting shamelessly all day." Qin Yingyue said, "When did you arrive?"
"Just got here, happened to catch a glimpse of your big mother-son separation drama."
"He seemed to have noticed you, stayed at the door for quite a while." Qin Yingyue said:
"My son is pretty awesome, huh?"
"Indeed, not bad at all," Moon said:
"His insight seems innate, truly a prodigious talent. But I’m already S-Class; as long as I focus, he won’t discover me."
"In a few years, when his skills improve, neither you nor Song Jinmin will be able to beat my son."
"Tsk..."
Moon rolled his eyes, "Yes, yes, your son is the best, already has several wives."
"How about you have a son, then see if he can do the same."
Qin Yingyue wasn’t the least bit ambiguous, taking double standards to the extreme.
"Forget about having kids; when I feel the need, I’ll just find a handsome guy for fun."
"Then don’t make a move on my son."
"I really didn’t have that thought before, but hearing you say it makes me want to try now."
"I’ll strangle you!"
...
Artificial Island, Villa No. 36.
Once known as the world’s wealthiest region, billions were spent to construct this island, just to prove that this isn’t just a desert country.
The scenery on the Artificial Island is beautiful, attracting countless tourists every year to enjoy a wonderful vacation life.
And here, it has also become one of the local iconic structures.
The whole Artificial Island is brightly lit, like a pearl on the sea, radiating a dazzling charm.
Inside Villa No. 38, Leon and people from the Ninth Department have already settled in.
Two people stood outside on guard, he and another person in charge sat on the sofa in suits, with serious expressions.
The other person in charge was the number two in the First Executive Bureau, named Crick.
He held documents in his hands, flipping through them continually.
"This organization called AK4, although not well-known, seems to be constantly up to small tricks and has been very active in recent years," Crick said.
"So, it’s not a coincidence that they got the data."
"The content inside already touches on the technological products of Tilia Island, and it’s very important," Crick said:
"I’m afraid they’ll demand sky-high prices for this."
"Don’t even think about it," Leon coldly said:
"Their choice to trade with us is very clear, aiming to leverage the Ninth Department’s power to step into the ranks of first-class organizations. If we give them this chance, future work will be even harder."
Crick nodded, Leon’s concerns were also his worries.
But finding the balance, or whether a balance can be found, is a problem.
Tick-tock, the time on the wall ticked, Leon subconsciously glanced over, frowning slightly with a hint of displeasure.
"These unpunctual guys."
"These people are very cunning; even if a time is set, they may not necessarily follow it," Crick said:
"Because, in their eyes, they hold the initiative, making them more arrogant."
"A bunch of self-important fools; they think they can leap into first-class organizations with just this opportunity, but they’re still far off," Leon said:
"If it weren’t for the official status, I would have acted long ago."
"Calm down, we’re here to talk business," Crick said.
"I heard people from the Gongyuan Association, Blood Bull Club, God’s Army, and Halke Rangers are all here."
"That’s all the information we could gather for now. Other organizations might have secretly arrived too, but we don’t know yet," Crick said:
"So we have to act fast, otherwise, things might go wrong."
"Don’t worry, I know what to do," Leon said with a sullen face.