Chapter 12 Fourth Uncle, why not add WeChat?

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"Well, fourth uncle,"

The girl's soft and sweet voice had a hint of sleepiness, lazily, like a feather scratching Li Beitian's heart.

In the Li Group Building, Li Beitian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor. The lights outside the window shone on his tired face. His voice was gentle and unreasonable, "What time is it? Why are you still not sleeping?"

Seemingly angry, but somewhat concerned, Nan Xing turned over and put his ear to the phone. His soft voice penetrated the quiet air, "Waiting for you."

There was a pause on the other side, but Nan Xing couldn't help but asked, "Uncle Fourth, don't you need WeChat?"

Li Beitian: "Not commonly used."

"Oh," Nan Xing raised her eyebrows and stood up from the bed, "I thought my fourth uncle didn't have WeChat."

"Um?"

After pondering for a long time, Nan Xing said: "Didn't I promise to give my fourth uncle a piece of clothing? How about adding a WeChat account? It will also make communication easier..."

"Then you add me."

Li Beitian over there answered simply, and Nan Xing immediately showed a clear smile on his face, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and entered the original phone number.

This time, the other party’s WeChat account popped up.

It turned out that Li Beitian had set privacy permissions.

No wonder this person was not found when I first added him.

"Uncle Fourth, please pass."

A girl's brisk voice came from the other end of the phone. Li Beitian's lips curled up slightly and he agreed to the application.

After doing this, he found the friend permissions in WeChat settings and turned off the ways to add me one by one.

After her friend passed, Nan Xing looked at the time and saw that it was already very late. Thinking that Li Beitian had been busy all day, she suppressed her excitement and said, "Then uncle, please go to bed early and talk tomorrow."

At the same time, in the Li Group Building, Li Beitian, who had just hung up the phone, turned around and faced Qi Zheng's anxious expression, "Fourth Master, I was wrong...I, I'm sorry for you."

Li Beitian walked up to the executive chair, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and put it on his forearm. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Qi Zheng not far away, "Where did you go wrong?"

At this point, seeing that he could no longer hide what had happened, Qi Zheng frightenedly confessed, "It's all my fault for being careless and letting someone hijack my address book. Fourth Master, your private number is in my address book and may have been stolen by someone." ”

As the overlord of Beixin City, Li Beitian has a very important position in Beixin City. Many people are trying to get close to him to curry favor with him. This is why he attaches great importance to personal privacy.

As a result, because of his own negligence, he was pushed to the forefront.

Qi Zheng felt extremely guilty and hung his head, "Fourth Master, you can punish me however you want, but don't worry, I will definitely find the little bastard who stole my address book and let him have a try. My consequences!"

How dare you run wild in his territory without even looking at who the master behind him is!

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog!

Don't let him find out who it is. When he finds it, he must be thrown into the sea to feed the fish!

"No need to check."

When Qi Zhengzheng was filled with anger, Li Beitian's mellow and deep voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah?" Qi Zheng was confused and looked at Li Beitian with a hint of confusion, but was almost frozen into ice by his eyes.

What did Fourth Master mean just now? Don't let him check?

Does this mean that Fourth Master already knows who it is?

Not only that, the fourth master is not angry at all? ?

Qi Zheng's inner world was at war with nature and man, and his curiosity became more intense.

"Next time, you can go to Africa to mine."

After saying these words, Li Beitian left the office, leaving Qi Zheng alone and messy.