Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 171: First Exchange: Young Master PK Expert
Fat Steward’s lips twitched. After reading the profound and shocking professional opinions of Mr. Specialist all night, he suddenly received this message—cough, cough, the style has really changed.
But he asked about the "appearance," and Mr. Specialist’s answer didn’t seem wrong either.
Behind them, another engineer couldn’t help but ask a more in-depth professional question.
Qin Xin answered quickly.
Fat Steward somehow pulled out a robotic dog: "Mr. Specialist, do you think there’s a potential market for machine pets..."
Qin Xin was about to answer.
Suddenly.
She paused.
Slightly raised her chin, her eyes lightly glanced at him.
She wrote a line on the white paper: "What is Mr. Emperor’s license plate number?"
Fat Steward was stunned.
He didn’t know why Mr. Specialist was asking this.
Mr. Emperor’s car license plate wasn’t exactly a secret; the group’s security and senior management all knew it. Since Mr. Specialist asked, he answered honestly.
Qin Xin took out her phone and opened a software page.
On it was a dense network grid that ordinary people couldn’t understand.
Qin Xin’s fingers danced across it, tapping several times.
Then, a red dot appeared on the grid, moving... swiftly from Imperial University towards the Nalan Group’s direction.
Qin Xin’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Thinking deeply.
So, the engineers kept asking her questions, stalling her and not letting her leave, was it because of this?
Hehe, interesting.
She slightly tugged the corner of her lips, stopping her steps to leave, and instead sat on the sofa.
Moreover, she calmly tapped her long fingers on the table, signaling Fat Steward to pour her some warm water.
Fat Steward saw Qin Xin sit down and start fiddling with her phone, and he heaved a sigh of relief.
Honestly, when Lu Yi messaged him to delay Mr. Specialist as long as possible, waiting for Mr. Emperor to come back and meet the specialist, he found it very challenging.
First, he had immense respect for Mr. Specialist and didn’t want to lie or delay; secondly, Mr. Specialist was so low-key, clearly not wanting to meet anyone!
And he was an honest man who really had no skill at lying, so he had no choice but to awkwardly make up questions.
Fortunately, Mr. Specialist was incredibly kind and didn’t mind the childish questions at all.
Touched by this, Fat Steward became endlessly meticulous in his hospitality, almost offering to prepare a footbath and massage for Qin Xin.
But Qin Xin remained composed, sitting on the sofa, toying with her phone.
Fat Steward took a peek, the phone model... cough, cough, it looked somewhat like the old model the group released many years ago.
He didn’t expect Mr. Specialist to be so low-key and nostalgic.
He relaxed, contentedly sending a message to Lu Yi: "Mr. Specialist is playing with her phone, she won’t be leaving anytime soon, you and Mr. Emperor can rest assured."
Lu Yi, while driving, relayed the message in real-time to Nalan Ye Jue: "Young Master, we’re five kilometers away, we’ll be there soon!"
Finally getting to meet the mysterious Mr. Specialist!
Who would have thought.
From the back seat, Nalan Ye Jue coolly spoke: "The car’s been tracked without you knowing? Lu Yi, have your skills atrophied after half a year in Africa?"
Lu Yi was shocked.
One hand on the steering wheel, he freed the other hand to tap on the car’s electronic screen.
Indeed, he saw that the car’s intelligent system had been hacked at some point.
The vehicle’s every move and route were fully exposed to the other party’s view.
Suddenly, cold sweat covered Lu Yi’s back!
Mr. Emperor’s car being tracked could be very dangerous!
What to do?
He nervously looked into the rearview mirror, but on the highway such a night, there were barely any cars, let alone pursuers.
Nalan Ye Jue’s cool voice sounded again: "What good does looking behind do, just drive! Give me the phone. I’ll handle it."
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