The antique lanterns in the courtyard almost illuminate the night into day.
Mu Qingyun turned around and saw two computers on the small square table that made people dizzy.
Lines of slightly ferocious words suddenly flashed across the computer screen on the left - "Damn it, you're so stubborn, there's no reason for this!"
"Hey, I don't like to be angry, especially not with children, but this child always thinks about taking shortcuts. Really, it wasn't so troublesome when I gave you psychological counseling, Mr. Qiao."
"Add money!"
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Two teams of Joe's psychologists failed on one person.
Qiao Qing was a little helpless: "This boy is determined, which is rare."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Words flashed across the computer screen on the right.
Qiao Qing simply tilted the screen to show Mu Qingyun: "Once Gao Xiaowei loses control, all the people who may be affected are here. The ones with the highest risk factor currently are Zhao Yang's family."
Countless possibilities were listed on the big screen in an instant, and finally they were summarized into a few.
Mu Qingyun frowned: "The Zhao family is likely to be directly eliminated physically?"
On the big screen was the answer obtained by Qiao's artificial intelligence based on various conditions input by Qiao Qing.
The artificial intelligence of the Qiao Group is already quite advanced. Relying on supercomputers with astonishing computing speeds, the results obtained are quite reliable. Few people in the entire Ming Dynasty would doubt this.
She couldn't help but be speechless. After thinking about it carefully, she also agreed with it.
In this script, whenever Gao Xiaowei uses the tool of "refining falsehood into true fragrance", he always creates various accidents and directly destroys everything that prevents Gao Xiaowei's lies from coming true.
"It's really annoying."
Mu Qingyun took out the Zhao family's information from the folder on the floor and looked through it.
Zhao Yang's grandfather Zhao Shizhen has retired. Before his retirement, he was a historian and was very famous in the Ming Dynasty. Grandma is Qiao Wenshu. Grandma Qiao is Grandpa Zhao’s younger sister and a historian.
His father was in business. The small business he ran was not large in scale, but it was well-run and he was a major taxpayer in the city.
The mother is a middle school teacher.
Generally speaking, the Zhao family is rich, but they are just ordinary rich people. Not to mention the habit of hiring bodyguards, they often go out without a driver assistant.
Look at Zhao Yang. He mostly rides his bicycle to and from school every day, or takes the bus. Occasionally, his parents will drive him when they are free.
Qiao Qing shook her head: "Completely undefended."
Mu Qingyun was helpless. Who would have thought that he would have an inexplicable enemy like Gao Xiaowei, and he would not be able to detect unscientific things happening around him.
Who did Zhao Yang recruit and offend?
She likes a quiet study life.
The thing in Gao Xiaowei's hand that shouldn't exist made her feel uncomfortable. It might be Zhao Yang who is unlucky today, but he might be the unlucky one tomorrow.
"There are three left."
Mu Qingyun pondered, "Should I remind Grandma Qiao to pay attention to her safety and ask her to hire some bodyguards?"
Qiao Qing nodded: "We need bodyguards, but ordinary ones are not enough."
Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "How many would Mr. Qiao recommend?"
Qiao Qing sighed: "I have tried several times. But I can't recommend it. This family is very careless."
He paused and shook his head, "It seems that I also have some responsibility."
Zhao Yang's grandmother, Qiao Wenshu, has a close relationship with him, but she is quite distant from him, and most of the younger generations of the Zhao family don't know about it.
But even so, Qiao Qing was like a giant tree, blocking many open and secret arrows for the Zhao family.
The Zhao family's family fortune is not big, and they are content with a small fortune and have a smooth journey. Of course, they do not have the experience or concepts to deal with this.
Qiao Qing thought thoughtfully, "You should never throw away something like a sense of crisis."
When he brought the clothing company to compete with this "fragrance", he did an experiment. The "fragrance" in Gao Xiaowei's hands was probably not on the stage, not visible, or had other restrictions. As long as the opponent of "xiang" is careful enough, Those surprises will become much less severe.
It's not really impossible to fight.
There is nothing in the world that cannot be dealt with at all, and even destiny can change it.
Qiao Qing looked cold: "But it's impossible for us to tell the Zhao family the truth directly."
After saying that, he glanced at Mu Qingyun, which was quite a warning.
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Jia Junhao saw her strange expression, looked at the time, and said helplessly: "Go to bed quickly, can't you study by yourself tomorrow morning?"
Although he didn't know the specific situation, he didn't worry too much.
Mr. Qiao is well prepared, what else could happen?
Mu Qingyun quickly washed up and snuggled into the warm quilt to sleep.
At night, I had several bizarre dreams in succession. I dreamed of dark seawater pouring in and huge waves surging into the sky. I also dreamed of cracks in the earth and flames shooting out from the cracks in the ground. I dreamed of a rabbit growing as tall as a person and having two big fangs. Can chew human bones into pieces.
It's a mess and has no logic.
When he woke up the next day, Mu Qingyun drank two large bowls of sweet soy milk before feeling more energetic.
Teacher Jia didn't go to school today because he had something to do, so Mu Qingyun went out and got on the bus by himself. When he arrived at the bus stop, he saw Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang was carrying his schoolbag and was talking to Grandma Qiao and a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man wore a beige long windbreaker and looked a lot like Zhao Yang. He was obviously his father.
"Classmate Mu."
Zhao Yang was surprised and a little happy when he saw Mu Qingyun, "Are you going to school? Just happen to be on the way, together?"
Mu Qingyun blinked, turned around and walked over.
"You must be Classmate Mu. I always hear this brat talk about you. Classmate Mu is the only person that this brat in our family can never forget."
Zhao Yang's face suddenly turned red.
Mu Qingyun greeted generously: "Grandma Qiao, Uncle Zhao."
Grandma Qiao couldn't stop laughing. She took Mu Qingyun's schoolbag and sent her to the car. She smiled and said: "How can we compare this? We Yangyang are still students."
Zhao Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, you make it sound as if classmate Mu is not a student."
"That's really different."
Grandma Qiao smiled with crooked eyebrows.
While the car was driving, Uncle Zhao was very good at talking. He could even talk about animations and TV series that students like to watch recently.
Not long after, he mentioned that he had been encountering unscrupulous opponents in business recently. Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly and he took the opportunity to say: "Uncle Zhao, I heard from Zhao Yang that your family doesn't hire bodyguards. Normally, you are doing well in business. So old, Xiao Taozi at home is young, and Grandma Qiao and the others are old, should we hire more bodyguards..."
Before he finished his sentence, both Mr. Zhao and Zhao Yang started laughing.
Zhao Yang whispered: "Ahem, my dad is going crazy, don't mind."
Sure enough, Mr. Zhao patted his arm enthusiastically: "What kind of bodyguards do you want? In our Ming Dynasty, we don't dare to stand on the stage with any mess. Besides, don't underestimate your Uncle Zhao, my old gang." There are so many bodyguards at home, but few of them can beat me!"
"I exercise every day, and I also seriously learn Jiu-Jitsu and wrestling. Look at the muscles in your uncle's body. I am really a bad guy. He is also here to deliver food."
Mr. Zhao had a smile on his face. Even when facing Mu Qingyun, he didn't even have to deal with it. "Reality is not a novel or a TV series. There are not so many swords and swords. We do business in a friendly manner and make money. We really don't need to be like those bosses on TV." , there are always two rows of people in black suits and black sunglasses standing behind them to show off their power.”
Mu Qingyun: "..."
She tried several times to tap into the sense of crisis in the Zhao family, but failed.
Then she understood that, as Mr. Qiao said, Zhao Yang was such a meticulous scholar, and his whole family was actually a big man.
