Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

[Sun: You guys here?]

The chat group flashed, and someone came out immediately.

[Daji Plays With You: If Boss asked, I have to be there-Boss, why are you free to come online today?]

[Guan Yan: I'm here.]

The light from the computer shone slowly on her face. Qiao Nian had finished her shower and taken some medicine. She felt much better now. She rested her elbows on the desk and looked at the group messages, realizing that Slim Waist Control was not online today.

She didn't care. Her slender fingers flew across the keyboard as she sent a message.

[Sun: Did the Ye family look for us for a job recently?]

Guan Yan was usually the least chatty and most serious. This time, she replied the fastest.

[Guan Yan: Ye family? There seems to be a job with the surname Ye, but we didn't take it. He wants to investigate a batch of goods in the illegal district.]

You: Doesn't the Red Alliance never take on such jobs? We're not second-hand dealers

and happened to

Red Alliance was in the hacker business. Usually,

touch low-level hackers like

But this time...

looked at the black plastic bag on the bed. Her black eyes were restrained and a little annoyed. Although she wasn't afraid of being bitten when there were too many lice, she felt a little strange when she owed someone a favor. Every time that person was mentioned, she would

strange feeling in her heart and returned her attention to

Send me that job, I'll take

[Guan Van: ???]

Plays With You:

You: Boss, are you

hadn't taken on orders for many years. This time, she actually personally took on a

Unbelievable!

corner of her eye, she saw the phone on the table light up. It was the

even look at the reaction in the group. She exited the app and leaned back, casually

flew across the keyboard. No one knew what software she had opened, but the words on it kept jumping. She keyed in the cargo code that she had found. After a while, she narrowed her eyes

the phone screen jumped rapidly. After about a minute, they stopped and