A farce, which turned into a source of laughter among Qin Group employees as Yang’s deputy and his team departed. Eighty Electronics Book Ever since those people entered the building, one pair of eyes had been watching them—starting with confident expectation, then growing to disbelief, and finally reaching profound astonishment. Unlike most others, this gaze also carried an additional expression: one of disappointment, as if hoping for more. On the corner of the computer screen, a small envelope blinked repeatedly. Wu Dong clicked it with his mouse, and the email message read only a few words: "The Stupidity Plan—A complete failure." Wu Dong was taken aback. What did that mean? Yang’s deputy’s phone call came promptly, delivering a detailed account of the situation and repeatedly pleading for Wu Dong to preserve his position. At this point, Yang no longer harbored any hope of promotion—just to avoid being ousted, he was already satisfied. Wu Dong listened patiently as Yang went on with his long list of points, then said, "Yang, don't worry—you're my person, and you've been carrying out exactly what I've asked. I won't stand by and watch you suffer. You needn't feel any pressure; I'll protect you." Only after hanging up did he fully grasp the meaning of the email. Yet he couldn't understand why—despite the flawless plan—everything had come unraveled at the very last moment. It certainly wasn't because Yang lacked capability, since he had always been the executor, never the decision-maker, so it couldn't have been him who sabotaged it. Reflecting on the earlier tragedy of his nephew Wu Tianyu's death, which also ended in failure under Qin Feng's hands, he now faced two defeats at Qin's hands. How could he possibly accept that? These two incidents clearly demonstrated that Qin was no ordinary opponent—defeating him would be no easy task. Therefore, Wu Dong decided, with a quick thought, to adopt a strategy of seizing the initiative amidst chaos, and he resolved to remain in the shadows. Create trouble for Qin and make him feel caught off guard, then strike hard when the opportunity arises. With a sharp clap of the table, his face regained its usual smile. He picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hey, brother, it's Dong. The police still haven't found any leads, but through some indirect inquiries, I've learned that Qin Feng might be connected to the death of Tian Yu. Yes, Chen Si-cheng also has a grudge against this young man. If we start from there, we're sure to uncover the causes of both their deaths." He felt it was necessary to rescue the players behind the scenes and uncover their intentions. So that day, he didn't go to work with Mei Hui. In a standalone villa some 300 meters away, on the top floor's attic, two young girls dressed in silk nightgowns sat facing each other, barefoot and simply seated on the floor. They were Wang Yu Jia and Huang Xiao Zhi, both with fair, rosy complexions, their arms and legs exposed against the dark wooden flooring, creating a striking contrast. Both girls had purple nail polish on their feet, adding a lively touch. Beside each of them, a monitor over 50 inches in size displayed Qin Feng brushing his teeth on the balcony. "Hehe, isn't my setup pretty nice?" Huang Xiaozhi looked proud and said, "This is a high-definition camera that cost several thousand big blocks—running continuously for a month without needing battery changes, with a signal transmission range of three kilometers. You can receive the signal via your smartphone and keep track of the handsome man's latest updates at any time." Wang Yujia expressed admiration and said, "Give me your iFi password—I want to check on him anytime too. Don't tell me you can't connect multiple terminals at once; we're best friends, after all." "Why should I give it to you?" Huang Xiaozhi gave her a withering look. Wang Yujia extended both hands, threatening, "If you don't give it to me, I'll tickle you to death." "Who's afraid of you?" "Then here I come—watching the heroine's specialty: the 'nursery dragon' hand-tickling!" "You're being stubborn, Xiaozhi! You said you'd tickle me, not attack my little cat—do you think you're the only one with this move? I've got my own tricks too!" The two women became a whirlwind of activity, launching attacks on each other's most sensitive spots, creating It's often said that "those near to vermilion grow red, and those near to ink grow black"—and this saying couldn't be more accurate. Under Xiao Fei's influence, though only fifteen years old, the two girls have quite a solid chest appeal. Soon after, the two girls appeared half-dressed, their innerwear exposed. Huang Xiao Zhi, ultimately, couldn't hold out against Wang Yu Jia's final move—the "milk dragon claw"—and began to plead for mercy. As a consequence, she had to reveal the iFi password, which Xiao Jia happily switched to her smartphone. Unfortunately, Huang Xiao Zhi had relied on a hidden camera for her spying, positioned safely at home where she only needed to stay to receive the signal. If she had used a telescope or any other equipment, she'd likely have been spotted by Qin's younger brother long ago. Even the spotting scope couldn't escape his sharp eyes—let alone any other optical devices. "Xiao Jia," asked Huang Xiao Zhi, "what should we do to get close to our brother-in-law?" Because Fang Fei constantly used the term "brother-in-law," over time, even the two girls began calling Qin Feng "brother-in-law" as well. Of course, this was only a private, informal title—Qin, the young lord, had never formally acknowledged it. Wang Yujia tilted her head slightly: "Yes, though we live in the same neighborhood as our brother-in-law, compared to Xiao Fei, we're still somewhat less accessible. We need to come up with a plan—otherwise, over time, Xiao Fei will gain the upper hand. Once she and her sister team up, we'll have little chance at all." "How about..." the two girls said in unison, clearly having arrived at the same idea at the same time. Wang Yujia: "You go first." Huang Xiaozhi: "Actually, you should go first." The two had come to the same conclusion: they would send a message under Xiao Fei's name to invite Qin Feng to visit their home. Huang Xiaozhi's parents were always busy earning income and rarely came home; now, with both of them traveling together for business, it was especially fortunate that Wang Yujia had stayed with her overnight. They all thought alike—of course, they hit it off right away. A message was quickly drafted and sent to Qin Feng's phone. Qin, completely unaware, had no idea his phone number had already been shared among the three young magic girls. At that very moment, he was pretending to brush his teeth on the balcony, actually scouting for potential suspects. When the phone buzzed, he picked it up—what on earth? The message read: "Uncle Qin, I'm doing homework at Xiao Zhi's place. There's a question in English that none of us three can figure out. My sister said you're excellent at foreign languages—could you please come over and help us with it? By the way, my dear aunt, Fang Fei, is quite fond of you."