Although the two added each other as WeChat friends, Song Nanwu didn't like to chat much, so Mo Qiudong didn't contact her often, but only occasionally asked about the latest news about his vegetable uncle.

I don’t know what this meeting will be about?

With her eyes slightly lowered, Song Nanwu sent a WeChat message, [Where shall we meet?]

Mo Qiudong: [I'm already waiting by your team's car. I watched the live broadcast of your match. When will you come down?]

Song Nanwu: [I'll be right there.]

As he replied, he just walked to the door of the lounge.

Song Nanwu raised her eyes to look at Si Jin who was lying on the sofa and said, "Captain, I'm going to go down to the garage first."

Si Jin was playing with his phone. Upon hearing this, he looked up at Song Nanwu, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lazily, "You don't want to wait for your teammates? Are you practicing celibacy?"

"No, a friend is waiting for me there."

Song Nanwu said this without waiting for Si Jin to speak, and turned and left.

"Could it be the young lady's boyfriend? He's so anxious." Nie Hao looked at Song Nanwu's back and said with doubt.

Si Jin frowned, then stood up and said nonchalantly, "I'll go see if that Buddhist guy is causing trouble."

After saying this, he walked out of the lounge with a pair of slender legs.

Nie Hao looked at him and smiled, "Heh."

Song Nanwu took the elevator down to the underground garage and saw Mo Qiudong and a man dressed in punk style leaning on a black business car, playing with their mobile phones.

As if they heard footsteps, they both looked up at the same time.

"Boss!"

Some poorly pronounced Chinese.

Song Nanwu looked over and saw that the person who spoke was the punk-style man.

He is not Chinese. His handsome face has deep and three-dimensional features. His beige hair is tied in a small bun. Under the loose hair on his forehead, his light blue eyes are clear and bright, like gems.

"Ahh, boss, I finally see you. You are even more beautiful than in the live broadcast. I love you so much." Nice looked at Song Nanwu and said excitedly, opening his arms to give her a warm hug.

Song Nanwu dodged and Nice missed.

Mo Qiudong stepped forward and kicked him. "I told you, Chinese girls are more reserved. Don't show off your American habits. Hurry up and introduce yourself to the boss."

"No need. I've seen your photo. Nice, the top sniper of Golden Rose." Song Nanwu looked at Nice and curled her lips slightly. "Hello, nice to meet you."

"Ahhh, Boss actually knows me. You look even prettier when you smile." Nice was a little excited, and couldn't stop smiling. "Hello, hello, hello."

As if he hadn't expected Song Nanwu to actually know other members of the Golden Rose Mercenary Group, Mo Qiudong looked at her with a raised eyebrow and said with a hint of teasing, "Oh, my boss is really capable. It's worth it that Nice was so eager to see you before he left."

After pausing, Mo Qiudong leaned closer to Song Nanwu's ear and lowered his voice, "Did the boss go to The Matrix some time ago?"

Song Nanwu looked at him without saying anything.

Mo Qiudong curled his lip, a glint in his eyes, and said, "If the boss has hacked into it before, then you have to be careful. The young master of the Matrix is ​​looking for the guy who caused trouble in the Matrix some time ago."

The hacker world respects The Matrix, so the young master of The Matrix is ​​naturally also the young master of the hacker world.

"Oh, I didn't find The Matrix." Song Nanwu said expressionlessly.

Ever since she got the information about genetic modification, she no longer paid attention to the hacker world. Moreover, the league was about to start and she had to train every day, so she didn't have much time.

She just didn't expect that she would be wanted by the hacker community. She didn't seem to have done anything excessive, she just asked for information but didn't pay...

So she was wanted because she didn't pay?

Song Nanwu thought silently.

Mo Qiudong looked at Song Nanwu's cold face, unable to make out anything. He curled his lips and said, "It's getting late. We have to catch a plane to Country R later. Boss, see you in Country R."

"See you in Country R?" Song Nanwu looked at him in confusion.

Mo Qiudong smiled and said, "Boss, have you forgotten what you said last time about avenging me? That person is in Country R."

Song Nanwu frowned, "Oh, when? I'm competing during this period."

Mo Qiudong was not a reasonable person. "Don't worry, we will wait until the Boss League is over before discussing this matter. However, there are some matters in Country R that must be dealt with first."

Song Nanwu nodded, "Okay."

After that, nothing more was said. Before leaving, Nice asked to hug Song Nanwu, but was rejected. He immediately followed Mo Qiudong with a sad face, looking back every few steps, reluctant to leave.

Song Nanwu glanced at him indifferently, and then saw Si Jin walking towards her slowly.

"Captain." Song Nanwu shouted and went to meet him.

"Yeah." Si Jin looked at Song Nanwu and replied calmly, then glanced casually at Mo Qiudong and Nice who were walking away, "Now that you've met your friends, why don't you go get together?"

"There's nothing to get together for." Song Nanwu said, "Where are Brother Nie and the others?"

"later."

The driver hasn't arrived yet and there's no one walking around in the parking area, so it's a bit quiet for a while.

Song Nanwu said "Oh", took out a lollipop from her pocket, tore off the wrapper and was about to eat it.

At this moment, Si Jin grabbed her hand and leaned over to take the lollipop into his mouth.

The sweet taste of milk chocolate spread across the tip of his tongue. Si Jin quickly took out the lollipop and frowned slightly, "Why is it so sweet?"

Song Nanwu glanced at him, not caring that he had snatched her lollipop. She took out another one from her pocket and replied calmly, "Aren't all candies sweet?"

"I don't like sweet things." Si Jin said with disgust.

Song Nanwu raised her eyes and looked at him, "Then why don't you eat?"

"I'll give it back to you." Si Jin pretended to reach out and wanted to throw it away later, but he didn't expect Song Nanwu to actually put the lollipop in her mouth.

Si Jin looked at her, his eyes suddenly fixed, "Amitabha, I have eaten it."

"I know." Song Nanwu looked at him with an indifferent expression.

"Then why are you still eating?" His eyes flashed slightly, and something seemed to be surging in Si Jin's deep black eyes, and a slight blush appeared on his fair ears.

"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded indifferently, not noticing Si Jin's reaction at all. She only thought that he disliked it and didn't like sweet food, so he would definitely throw it away later. How could he be so unappreciative?

You have to know that these things were not available in the 27th century, and people in the 21st century are not aware of their blessings.

"Don't you mind?" Si Jin looked at her deeply, his voice soft and pleasant with a hint of lowness, as if he wanted to ask something.

"Don't waste it." Song Nanwu said seriously, and the way she ate the candy so obediently seemed to be silently condemning his behavior of throwing it away.

It feels like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

Si Jin frowned fiercely, pursed his pretty thin lips, looked at Song Nanwu, and sneered, "Oh, it turns out that our Buddhist sister is still of high quality."