48: Hidden password!

Lan Zijun did not explain her intentions; this was merely a confrontation between her and Yuan. In her view, having just completed a collaboration with Yuan, there should still be some lingering rapport.

Posing a small challenge to let Yuan demonstrate his strength was acceptable, and the other party should also view it as a game. However, if too many people got involved, the game would change, turning into hostility.

This was something she did not wish for.

"Have the surveillance cameras been bought back?" she asked indifferently.

Jiang Zhehao secretly sighed. Lan Zijun's aura in business matters was as powerful as a queen's. Even though he was essentially Lan Zijun's collaborator rather than her subordinate, he still felt like a junior in front of her.

But this was fine. Security companies were meant to serve clients, and clients were always the priority.

And honestly, Jiang Zhehao was indeed somewhat impressed by Lan Zijun's methods.

"Some have already been installed; the setup will be completed this afternoon," he answered seriously. As he spoke, he turned a laptop towards Lan Zijun, which displayed rows of surveillance footage.

Although he couldn't fully grasp Lan Zijun's thoughts, Jiang Zhehao diligently used his professional knowledge to install several pinhole cameras in hidden corners of the office, ensuring the suitcase in the center of the office could be observed from different angles.

Combined with the company's existing surveillance System, Jiang Zhehao did not believe anyone could take this suitcase without alerting anyone.

After Lan Zijun carefully checked the setup herself and confirmed that even knowing the cameras were there, it would be difficult to find them with the naked eye, she nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good. Can you maintain continuous observation?"

"Yes, these cameras support a surveillance distance of a hundred meters. We can monitor continuously within a specific range."

After Jiang Zhehao finished his explanation, Lan Zijun was very satisfied.

"Okay, get ready and wait for my notification," she said indifferently.

Watching Jiang Zhehao leave, Lan Zijun stood up and pressed the intercom button.

"Secretary Yang, come in for a moment."

The door was quickly opened, and her personal Secretary Yang Qingmei walked in. "President Lan?"

"Help me put this sticker on the door of my office."

Lan Zijun took out a sticker and instructed indifferently.

Yang Qingmei took the sticker. It had a section of musical staff on it. She had never studied music and knew nothing about it.

A hint of doubt arose in her heart. Why would President Lan put this on the door? What did it mean?

However, she clearly knew her place and did not ask, instead nodding respectfully. "Okay, President Lan."

Watching Yang Qingmei's retreating figure, a trace of annoyance appeared on Lan Zijun's face.

The reason she always felt that the mysterious Yuan was condescending was because the contact between them was one-sided.

Only Yuan could contact her, while she could not proactively contact Yuan.

Just like now, she was trying to have a confrontation with Yuan by making a payment, but she first had to consider whether the other party was willing to enter this game.

This sticker was an invitation letter.

As long as the other party was a professional, they would naturally understand.

Next was to wait for Jiang Zhehao's deployment to be completed and for Yuan's response.

It was almost noon, and Lan Zijun got up to have lunch.

Last night she went to the beauty salon, and the beautician told her she looked very haggard lately and continuing like this would damage her skin.

Appearance was a top priority for women, and even Lan Zijun was no exception. Therefore, she would no longer work during her midday break today but planned to take a nap according to a healthy routine.

Anyway, she had a dedicated rest room on the Third Floor.

...

While Jiang Zhehao was installing surveillance with his subordinates, and Lan Zijun was heading to the rest room on the Third Floor while waiting for Yuan's response, Su Yue was accompanying Li Haoyang to the company's administrative area.

Li Haoyang looked nervous, while Su Yue's face was full of helplessness.

"It's just having lunch with Yang Qingmei. You've eaten with her before, so do you really need to drag me along?" he said gloomily.

"Bro, this is different."

Li Haoyang was as cautious as a thief. "You didn't send her flowers when we ate before. Now you've sent flowers, and she hasn't expressed anything."

"How do you expect her to express herself?" Su Yue glanced sideways at Li Haoyang. Last time, he sent flowers to Yang Qingmei in Li Haoyang's name, and it was a grand gesture of sending 99 roses at once, causing a sensation in the company.

Afterwards, Li Haoyang manly admitted to the matter, but the inexplicable part was that he was still in a state of being more than friends but not yet lovers with Yang Qingmei.

Part of the reason was that Li Haoyang's emotional knot hadn't been untied yet. After all, he had just broken up with his ex-girlfriend. It was said that his ex-girlfriend was still sending messages daily, apologizing and begging to get back together, and had quite a few complaints about Li Haoyang's hard heart.

This somewhat feminist ex-girlfriend seemed to have forgotten something she herself had said: there is only a difference between zero times and countless times when it comes to cheating.

Since she could directly assert that all men in the world were scumbags, and one man cheating meant all men would cheat, then it made no sense for her to hope for others' forgetting and forgiveness after she actually cheated, or even blame the man for being narrow-minded.

Li Haoyang was a responsible man. Although he had given up on that double-standard feminist ex-girlfriend, since she was still pestering him, he naturally believed that he still had lingering feelings and was not qualified to enter into a relationship with someone else.

But honestly, Yang Qingmei was indeed a good girl, and he also had a good impression of her. Furthermore, since Su Yue had sent Yang Qingmei roses in his name, making it known throughout the company, it seemed he should take responsibility now that he had admitted to the matter.

And another key point was that, in his opinion, Yang Qingmei's attitude was unclear.

"She should at least agree to something, right?" Li Haoyang replied hesitantly.

Su Yue almost laughed in anger. It seemed Li Haoyang's previous relationship might have been initiated by that feminist fighter pursuing him.

"Did Yang Qingmei reject you in public? Did she throw away your flowers?" he retorted.

"No, if she had, how would I dare appear before her? Bro, help me all the way, please," Li Haoyang looked at Su Yue in surprise.

Su Yue was almost exasperated into laughter and didn't bother speaking further.

Let this clown continue his platonic love. It was just that Su Yue truly hated being a third wheel!

Ahead was the President's office. The Confidential Documents Section where Yang Qingmei worked was located at the entrance of the President's office. Through the glass window, Su Yue could already see Yang Qingmei eagerly waiting.

Damn it, Su Yue cursed.

This was clearly mutual affection, like dry wood and fierce fire, just throwing a match could immediately lead to going to bed.

Okay, this was a bit exaggerated. Li Haoyang and Yang Qingmei were not such casual people; this was just a description.

It was just that, having reached this point, Su Yue was indeed not needed!

Su Yue looked around boredly. The next second, his gaze suddenly focused.

On the tempered glass of the Confidential Documents Section, a sticker was affixed.

On the surface, this seemed to be an unknown piece of musical staff, but Su Yue instinctively felt something was wrong.

Within it, there seemed to be some pattern, like...

Just then, a surprised voice sounded in Su Yue's ear.

"Huh, is this, Morse code?"

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