Chapter 266 - Chapter 266: Chapter 193: Stop Always Thinking About Torturing Me! (Please Subscribe) (1/2)
Chapter 266: Chapter 193: Stop Always Thinking About Torturing Me! (Please Subscribe)
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But the internet is so vast!
Trying to fish out the detailed data of an undisclosed secret “new-type drugs” from the vast internet is almost like a wild goose chase!
A whole day passed.
From dawn till dusk, Xia Qingqing’s originally clear eyes now carried a hint of murkiness.
Her computer screen was crowded with different link windows.
Without exception, not a single clue was found.
Investigating the “detailed data of new-type drugs” was like searching for a needle in a haystack!
Difficult!
“Sigh…”
Xia Qingqing let out a light sigh.
At that moment, a delicate face appeared in her mind, and she thought to herself, maybe he could do it.
Ever since Lin Chuan and the Little Landlady got together, Xia Qingqing had been very self-aware and seldom contacted Lin Chuan.
However, not contacting him gave rise to some ethereal thoughts, making her somewhat irritable, like she was experiencing PMS, inexplicably vexed and perturbed.
All she could do was throw herself into her work.
By this time, her daytime colleagues had already left, and those on the night shift had arrived.
Xia Qingqing had yet to leave her seat.
Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled its golden light, painting the city in a warm shade of light yellow, and the evening clouds floating on the horizon looked like a thin layer of golden gauze.
The soft yellow afterlight shone on Xia Qingqing’s face, her gaze still focused on the computer screen.
‘Ring ring ring—’
At that moment, her phone began to ring.
Shen Qianqian called.
“Qianqian, what’s up?” Xia Qingqing picked up the phone with one hand, pressed the answer button, and rubbed her dry eyes with the other.
“Qingqing, do you have plans for tonight?”
From the phone came Shen Qianqian’s soft voice.
“Not really.” Xia Qingqing pursed her lips and responded.
Most of her evenings these days were spent reading novels, scrolling through videos, and occasionally playing games for entertainment.
“Are you coming for the five-person team gaming tonight?” Shen Qianqian asked.
“Five-person team gaming?”
Xia Qingqing had intended to decline, but then she asked, “Who’s going to be there?”
On the phone.
Shen Qianqian laughed, “Qiqi, Old Wang, me, Lin Chuan.”
Xia Qingqing pursed her lips again, thought for a moment, and then said, “Okay, let’s game together tonight!”
“Great, I’ll come to pick you up at your place,” Shen Qianqian laughed.
“Qianqian, I’m still here at the brigade, come pick me up here,” Xia Qingqing looked around and said.
“It’s after six already, your department has to work overtime?” Shen Qianqian asked.
Xia Qingqing shook her head, “Just checking some data, didn’t find anything, will continue tomorrow.”
“If you can’t find it, have Lin Chuan help you look, he’s skilled.”
Shen Qianqian said frankly.
Xia Qingqing was somewhat coy, “I…”
“Qingqing, don’t be shy, this is serious business,” Shen Qianqian comforted.
Xia Qingqing smiled faintly and said, “Alright, if I really can’t find it, I’ll ask Lin Chuan for help.”
“Okay, I’m coming to pick you up now,” Shen Qianqian said cheerily.
“Hmm.”
Xia Qingqing uttered a hum, then her face revealed a rare smile, a sense of relaxation and even faint anticipation.
It seemed she hadn’t seen Lin Chuan, Old Wang, Qiqi, and her other gaming friends for a long time.
They were not monstrous floods or fierce beasts, especially Lin Chuan, who was just a bit of a noob at gaming.
It would be good to see them and relax with some gaming.
Before long, Xia Qingqing had changed into casual clothes, freshened up, and sat in the passenger seat of Shen Qianqian’s car.
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Night fell.
Qingxiu District, Forbidden Summit Esports Internet Cafe.
This was the usual spot, an esports internet cafe owned by Zhang Xinxin’s uncle Zhang De and a loyal partner of the 720 Company.
Outside on the streets, the neon lights flickered, displaying the city’s splendor.
Inside the internet cafe, the light strips emitted a pale blue glow, the clacking of mechanical keyboards was incessant, and Jay Chou’s “Orange Jasmin” played softly.
‘The sparrows outside the window chatter on the electric wires’
‘You said this sentence feels very summery’
‘…’
The night in August was still warm.
Lin Chuan wore a familiar white T-shirt and casual pants, looking leisurely and at ease; most guys often wore a few sets of clothing on rotation.
Since it was a gaming session with friends tonight, Lin Chuan dressed in whatever was most comfortable.
“Old Lin!”
Just as Lin Chuan reached the private booth’s entrance of the internet cafe, a familiar voice called out from behind him.
— Wang Zikai.
That evening, he and Xue Qiqi were the hosts, inviting a few people out for a gaming session.
Lin Chuan turned around and saw Wang Zikai and Xue Qiqi not far behind him, both wearing white printed couple’s T-shirts, with Wang Zikai holding two bags of milk tea.
Lin Chuan’s smile lifted as he walked straight over and unabashedly took the milk tea, “Which one’s mine?”
Wang Zikai retorted, “Old Lin, you’re the chairman of a big company, and you’re still eyeing my milk tea?”
In the bag, there were five identical cups of pearl milk tea.
Lin Chuan had already grabbed one and started drinking, teasing, “You’re a ten thousand subscription web novel writer, why so miserly?”