Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1167 - 1137 reality world [100] She is very mysterious, Su Lan regrets _2
Chapter 1167: 1137 reality world [100] She is very mysterious, Su Lan regrets _2 freeweɓnovel.cøm
Rong Fei was clutching her mobile phone, staring at the Weibo post by Lin He, biting her teeth, seemingly pondering something.
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Ye Shaohua had just completed her exclusive interview with Abery.
All along the way, she felt the gazes of Abery’s staff on her were especially intense.
She was used to being the focus of attention, but today, the stares seem too fervent for her comfort.
Ye Shaohua felt a toothache coming on, so she asked Sister Jiang for sunglasses and put them on.
She also declined the invitation from Abery’s executives to stay for a meal.
Back in the babysitter car, Ye Shaohua reached for her phone intending to continue playing a game but noticed her assistant sitting in the passenger seat, looking as if she was questioning her life choices.
Ye Shaohua raised an eyebrow coldly, tilting her eyes to the side, "Kid, what’s wrong with her?"
"Same old," Sister Jiang still bore her assistant a grudge, standing with her arms folded across her chest, exuding a chill, "she just can’t handle a scare."
Seeing it wasn’t a big issue, Ye Shaohua casually nodded her head and continued to slant her neck, tapping on the game on her phone.
Suddenly, a message popped up at the top of her phone.
Upon seeing the message, Ye Shaohua instinctively covered her phone.
She then leaned back in her seat, casting a glance at Sister Jiang, who was busy scrolling through her Weibo and not paying attention to her surroundings.
After watching for a while, Ye Shaohua turned slightly, resting her head lazily against the car window.
Her slender fingers stretched out to close the game and open the group messages.
[International Training Camp]Amos: Ye Shen, is your brother in M Continent?
[South Island]Shaohua: What happened?
[International Training Camp]Amos: I saw some intelligence. It seems like your brother and his people have caught Falcon’s attention.
[FBI]Kenny: Falcon has recently acquired quite a few new weapons, and we are looking into useful information.
[International Training Camp]Amos: Your brother just happens to be at the center of the whirlpool.
Ye Shaohua straightened her body upon reading these messages, her eyebrows drawn together slightly, the usual sluggishness in her demeanor dissipated a bit, her eyes drooping as a few wisps of hair on her forehead slightly obscured her vision, revealing only a faint outline of her face.
Sister Jiang glanced at Ye Shaohua, "What’s the matter?"
Assuming Ye Shaohua had seen something on Weibo.
Sister Jiang leaned over to look.
Ye Shaohua quickly turned off the screen.
In the rush, Sister Jiang only caught a glimpse of the large letters "Amos"; the rest was quite blurry.
"Who’s Amos?" Sister Jiang, who had been with Ye Shaohua for so long, was seeing this foreign name for the first time.
Ye Shaohua was preoccupied with thoughts about Ye Li when Sister Jiang asked, and replied without thinking, "Him? The next President of M Country."
After saying this, she paused.
She slightly tilted her head towards Sister Jiang, her slender fingers still holding the phone, her lips pursed, her expression seemingly calm.
Sister Jiang didn’t notice anything wrong and dismissively curled the corner of her mouth, "Seeing that you’re still in the mood to joke, I guess nothing serious must have happened."
This silly son.
Ye Shaohua leaned back in her seat and looked no longer at Sister Jiang.
She would explain things later; right now, there were still problems unsolved. Ye Shaohua unconsciously twirled her phone, waiting for more messages from Kenny.
Ye Shaohua directly switched her phone’s language to Italian.
Sister Jiang was well aware of Ye Shaohua’s personality.
After she finished speaking and looked at Ye Shaohua again, she couldn’t help feeling that Ye Shaohua’s earlier comment didn’t seem like a joke.
She glanced once more at Ye Shaohua’s phone.
She saw a screen full of unfamiliar text, while Ye Shaohua, cradling her phone leisurely, tapped away at the keyboard.
Sister Jiang was taken aback, that feeling of Ye Shaohua being enigmatic engulfing her once again.
Also, which normal artist would manage a company better than top-tier finance graduates? Or write mathematics papers that made professors in the mathematical community step aside...
"Tomorrow the official auditions for ’Ten Thousand Gods’ begin, you have to be there on time at eight," Sister Jiang suddenly remembered.
Ye Shaohua continued to rest on the back of the seat, burying her chin in her white turtleneck, calm and lethargic, "No need."
Sister Jiang turned her head in surprise, "Didn’t you tell me to take this seriously?"
Ye Shaohua hummed in affirmation, shifting her angle leisurely to ensure Sister Jiang couldn’t see her phone screen, "I already got the lead role."
