Han Yulong's little assistant

Nani? ! !

Knowing the cause and effect, Jin Zaizhong was furious. The first thing he did was to call Kim Hyun Joong who was on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. After dialing, he realized, yes, he is jet lagged at this time, isn't he?

So... this is no ordinary hacking case!Conspiracy, proper conspiracy!

In the next room, An Ran had just finished editing the text message, when the knock on the door sounded, she hurriedly deleted the text message, turned off the phone and put it in the drawer.

"Oppa?"

"Nana, Oppa needs your help!"

Jin Zaizhong had a serious face, and there was a glint of anger hidden in his eyes, An Ran nodded blankly, feeling that something important had happened, and let him in sideways.

"Is it this account?"

An Ran was typing on the keyboard, and Jin Zaizhong was sitting next to An Ran, with a dazed expression on his face, especially the pair of eyes staring at the computer screen were like mosquito-repellent incense eyes. It was strange that it was the same brand of computer. He can't understand anything!

"Hey, this is the account with the latest topic!"

Jin Zaizhong nodded, An Ran frowned, his eyes flickered with doubt, and he recited the name of the account in his heart, thinking that he had seen this account somewhere?

Let go of the confusion in my heart, and at the request of Kim Jaejoong, I checked the IP of Kim Hyun Joong's latest ins. After a while, he frowned and said, "This IP is——"

An Ran suddenly silenced, with an unnatural expression on his face, Jin Zaizhong hurriedly grabbed An Ran's wrist, and asked urgently, "Where is it? Is it really a conspiracy against Oppa?"

Can she say that this IP corresponds to the address of Quan Zhilong's dormitory?

An Ran stared blankly at Jin Zaizhong, opened her mouth, closed it again, and changed the subject: "I'll check that IP again to see if it's the same address."

Jin Zaizhong nodded. Seeing that he had no doubts at all, An Ran breathed a sigh of relief. He tapped the keyboard casually and landed lines of codes that Jin Zaizhong could not understand. Sure enough, this trumpet was a victory. Account, currently Victory is in Japan, there is such a boring person besides Quan Zhilong, she can never think of another person!

Regarding Quan Zhilong's brain circuit, An Ran was speechless, frowned and shook her head lightly; seeing Jin Zaizhong, she quickly asked, "How is it, is it the same?"

An Ran bit the bullet, shook her head, and denied: "It's not the same IP, Ouba, think about it, Kim Hyun Joong Xi used someone's mobile phone, and that person forgot to switch accounts, so..."

"Is that so, there are only a few who have strong relationships with Ouba and Kim Hyun Joong..." Jin Zaizhong frowned and muttered in a low voice, An Ran's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly exclaimed, "Ouba!"

"Mo?" Jin Zaizhong blinked, as if he was frightened.

"That..." An Ran pursed her lips, feeling a little nervous, and said, "I've always wanted to ask, Ouba seems to be particularly free recently?"

"Hey?"

Suddenly, Jin Zaizhong's expression was a little flustered, his eyes were a little ethereal, and he said vaguely:

"That...actor, you know, you don't have to follow him all the time, you just need to join the crew when the time comes, and it just so happens that Ouba just chose a script that doesn't have so many roles, so..."

"Don't you need to promote it to the group? Cui Shengxian always—"

"Ah, that boy Shengxian is not like Ouba who is free now, you know, well, it's too late, Nana, you should go to bed early, Ouba has to take this opportunity to rest well, and he won't be so free after joining the film crew."

Jin ran away in the center, An Ran looked at the wide open door suspiciously, frowned, put the heavy doubt in her heart, and dialed Quan Zhilong's phone number:

"it's me."

Quan Zhilong felt guilty when he saw the caller ID at first. He didn't forget that the little girl's mobile phone was confiscated by Kim Jaejoong, so... is Kim Jaejoong so smart?

He connected the phone with anxiety, and a cold and familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. Quan Zhilong heaved a sigh of relief, and then he looked happy:

"Little girl, are you... Are you going to get your phone back?"

"Well, Oppa returned the phone to me."

"So...then we can—"

The voice on the other end was a little excited, An Ran could almost imagine how vivid Quan Zhilong's expression was at the moment, opened his lips, interrupted his words ruthlessly, and said:

"Ouba just asked me to check an IP address for him."

"mo?!"

Quan Zhilong's tone changed suddenly, and his surprised voice seemed a bit sharp. He calculated everything, but he missed the little girl's IQ, Axi!

"Are you angry? See those photos and comments on the Internet?" An Ran tilted her head slightly, avoiding the harsh exclamation, then put the phone back to her ear, and asked.

Quan Zhilong retorted:

"Ah, why is Ouba angry at you? But little girl, you should pay attention, you have a man now, you can't be so close to other men, Ara So?"

"Ah, I'm really angry."

The faint, undulating tone came from An Ran's mouth. Listening carefully, it seemed to have a hint of evil taste. Quan Zhilong immediately denied it, but the voice seemed very pale:

"Agu, I've said it all, Ouba won't be angry with you! Little girl, how can you not trust your man?"

"Alasou, Alasou." An Ran said two things in succession, and stopped teasing Quan Zhilong, and said seriously:

"Jin Zhongxi is none other than Han Yunna's oppa, dear."

"Yeah, even if you're pro-Ouba! Huh?"

"Hi, Hi!"

After the call was over, Quan Zhilong threw himself on the bed, buried his face deeply in the pillow, and looked carefully at the tips of his ears that were slightly red:

Agu, the little girl is really, how could he say such a shameless thing like being jealous?

Looking at An Ran again, looking at the words that the call ended on the screen, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised, he laughed uncontrollably, his eyes turned, his eyes fell on the open computer screen, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, doing Back in front of the computer, he manipulated quickly with his fingers.

Hacking private computers and intercepting video calls is a piece of cake for Enron!In a few minutes, a middle-aged face appeared on the computer screen.

An Ran's face was indifferent, while Li Xiuman on the screen, compared to the helpless annoyance of the previous confrontation, this time his face was strategizing.

"Miss Han, it's a pleasure to meet you." The corners of Li Xiuman's mouth curled up slightly, with a strong sense of sarcasm.

"There is no Miss Han here, if I can, I don't want to bother you in this way, but your recent actions seem to unilaterally tear up the agreement between us?!"

"A promise?" Li Xiuman raised his eyebrows, pretending to be puzzled, and asked sincerely: "Is there any agreement between us? Miss Han, you remember it wrong!"

An Ran's eyes sank, her eyes were cold and sharp, she lifted her lips, and said coldly:

"It doesn't matter if Director Li doesn't remember. It just so happens that I'm quick-witted. It's just an entertainment company. There are too many people who want to accept it!"

"Is that so..."

Li Xiuman's face did not become ugly as An Ran imagined, but instead had a 'kindly' smile, and said in a slightly earnest tone:

"Miss Han, the talent of the sky is indeed scary, but once this genius has a weakness, then she will be much easier to control! There are many bad people in this world, cherish your brother's kindness, he is very worried And you!"

Sure enough, Jin Zaizhong approached Li Xiuman in private and reached an agreement with him!

"My brother's intentions, I will naturally cherish them, if that's the case, don't bother."

An Ran was annoyed, cut off the call directly, closed the notebook, clenched her fists, sank into the chair with a little exhaustion, and let go of her thoughts——

What should she do?

With her like this, once she failed to overcome her illness and angered Li Xiuman, what should Kim Jaejoong use to negotiate with him?