6: Believe it or not, I know everything about you

Time flew by.

For several consecutive days, Su Yue went to work as usual, following the routine.

The difference was, compared to the heavy mood he had before, like going to a funeral when going to work, Su Yue's heart was calm, and he no longer felt any aversion or irritation.

He was originally a carefree person, and now that he had a cheat ability, as long as he could survive the crisis mentioned in the intelligence, soaring into the sky was inevitable.

However.

Compared to the past, Su Yue, sitting on the subway during his commute, wore a baseball cap, mask, and sunglasses, covering himself completely.

Finding a corner and ensuring no one could ambush him from behind, Su Yue curled his arms and hugged them in front of his chest.

Lowering his head, pretending to doze off, he was actually using the eyes hidden behind his sunglasses to carefully observe the surrounding crowd.

Without knowing the truthfulness of the 'Death Prediction' intelligence, Su Yue had to be more careful to ensure his own safety.

After transferring trains, he finally arrived at the company entrance.

Spending an hour and a half on the commute every day was truly a waste of time!

To develop an Intelligence Outpost and carry out intelligence work, time was crucial and couldn't be wasted casually.

Su Yue calculated in his heart, stepped into the company entrance, looked at a luxury car parked in the parking lot at the entrance, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I finally waited for you."

"President Lan!"

...

"At 9 AM, someone from the General Publicity Department will come to interview you for the Young Entrepreneurs column."

"The interview is expected to last an hour, followed by a 10-minute break. At 10:10 AM, you will have a video conference with colleagues from the Northern Office."

"At 11:30 AM, the General Manager of the Southern Office will come to report on their work."

"12 PM is lunchtime. After eating and taking a short rest, you will need..."

In the President's office of Yuantu Company, Lan Zijun sat on a leather swivel chair, resting her right hand on her temple, her eyes half-closed, quietly listening as her female Secretary read out the day's work schedule.

She had been busy with other work for the past few days. After all, Lans Group was a large group, and she also held a senior position there. Yuantu Company was her own company, and she had been busy with matters at the group before, only finding time today to return to the company and handle its affairs.

"Alright, alright, I know."

Waving her hand to signal the female Secretary to stop and leave, Lan Zijun wanted to sort out her thoughts, make a plan, and prepare to carry out the upcoming work.

Inside the company, all employees were already in place, and another busy day began.

Usually at this time, Su Yue would open his company email and deal with emails from clients or within the company.

But today, Su Yue didn't.

He told the department Director that a client needed to see the sand table model of a previous investment case, so he had to go to the warehouse to look for it.

The Director agreed without thinking, and Su Yue immediately left the office.

Looking at the sand table model was fake; leaving the office and waiting for President Lan Zijun to appear was Su Yue's real purpose.

Before this, Su Yue had meticulously planned.

He held a lot of intelligence about Lan Zijun, and to confirm it, he needed to get close to Lan Zijun.

And as the President, Lan Zijun was completely unapproachable for someone of Su Yue's status.

This meant Su Yue had to find a way to approach her and also gain her trust.

While confirming the accuracy of the intelligence himself, he also had to make Lan Zijun believe the intelligence he provided.

But at the same time, he had to hide himself well. After all, Su Yue's status was too insignificant. If Lan Zijun knew his true identity, no matter what he said, it was very likely that Lan Zijun would ignore him.

This involved issues of status and relationships. Only the words of someone on the same level as Lan Zijun, or even with a higher status than her, would be taken seriously by Lan Zijun.

After confirming this point, Su Yue understood in his heart that he could not use any electronic contact methods like phone calls, WeChat, or email to communicate with Lan Zijun.

It was very simple; contacting via electronic devices would leave evidence.

Phones now required real-name registration, and WeChat and email were even more so.

Even if Su Yue used someone else's ID card to get a phone card, with Lan Zijun's connections and power, asking a friend at the telecommunications bureau to check the location would be as easy as turning his hand.

Su Yue's true identity naturally could not be exposed, so none of the above contact methods could be used.

Su Yue, who had mastered investigation and anti-investigation techniques, was well aware of these details.

As for using his mastered disguise techniques to put on makeup and meet Lan Zijun directly, that wouldn't work either.

Meeting directly without any basis for communication would make Lan Zijun even more suspicious. It was possible that when meeting the disguised Su Yue, she would arrange for people to arrest Su Yue as a harasser.

To be safe and protect himself, Su Yue could only meet Lan Zijun when it was foolproof.

For this, Su Yue had to make preparations in advance.

....

Holding a laptop, Su Yue sat in the public rest area outside the pantry, pretending to work while waiting for his target to appear.

As expected, after 20 minutes, Lan Zijun, dressed in white and carrying an orange Hermes handbag, walked to the elevator bank under the guidance of her Secretary, preparing to take the elevator downstairs.

The opportunity had arrived.

Su Yue first looked up at the indicator light above the stairwell to confirm which floor the elevator was currently on.

Then Su Yue calmly put away his laptop and walked to the elevator bank unhurriedly.

"Good day, President Lan." Su Yue greeted her neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hello," Lan Zijun replied politely.

It was working hours, and there were many employees taking the elevator.

Everyone greeted Lan Zijun proactively upon seeing her.

Lan Zijun, with a cool expression, nodded back expressionlessly.

Ding—

The indicator light above lit up; the elevator had arrived.

The employees were very cooperative, blocking the elevator door to let Lan Zijun enter first.

"President Lan, please go first."

"Thank you."

After Lan Zijun was settled, the other employees entered the elevator one after another.

Spotting an opening, Su Yue, with a slick move, stood diagonally behind Lan Zijun.

Pretending to stretch his neck, Su Yue observed the position of the camera above inside the elevator.

After confirming that the surrounding people were crowded and could provide cover, Su Yue took action.

One minute later.

The elevator reached the 1st floor.

"Goodbye, President Lan."

The employees bowed forward, respectfully seeing Lan Zijun off.

After Lan Zijun walked out of the elevator, everyone else came out one after another.

Looking at Lan Zijun's receding figure, Su Yue curved his lips and left with his laptop.

He had just started the first step. At this time, Lan Zijun had no vigilance at all, so he didn't need to make too complicated plans.

As expected, the first step was completed easily.

...

"Slow down, President Lan, be careful not to hit your head."

In front of the office building, the female Secretary quickly and nimbly opened the rear door of the Maybach, reaching out to block the top edge of the door frame.

After Lan Zijun sat in the Boss's seat, the Secretary controlled her strength, closed the door gently but firmly, then hurried to the front passenger seat and instructed the driver to start the car.

Buzz—

The engine of the million-dollar luxury car started, and under the driver's skilled control, it drove towards the destination.

Sitting in the 'Boss's seat' in the back, Lan Zijun, after slightly stretching her neck, wanted to take out her phone from her pocket to look at the company reports.

Hmm?

Reaching her fingers into her pocket, the first thing she touched was not her phone, but a paper-like texture.

Lan Zijun was puzzled. She quickly took it out and saw that it was indeed a piece of paper.

How could there be a note in my pocket?

Her beautiful eyes quickly turned, Lan Zijun thought for a while but couldn't recall the origin of this note.

Lan Zijun was somewhat vigilant about this 'extra' note. She held it, looking left and right, and after confirming that the appearance was fine, she put it under her nose and carefully sniffed it.

There seemed to be no special smell.

After a slight pause, Lan Zijun held the note with both hands and opened it little by little.

A sentence appeared vividly:

Do you believe that I know everything about you?