?Reading on mobile phone Seeing Romana's expression of interest, He Muqing continued to present favorable terms: "Your rank is absolutely on par with Shu Yajing—at the very least, you're a lieutenant. How about that?" The enthusiastic young manager, trying to suppress her excitement, asked, "After joining the organization, can I continue working at Qin Group? I owe that young man a huge sum—my salary alone won't be enough to repay it even in the next lifetime. Eight Zero E-book" After a few seconds of thought, the supervisor decided, "No problem. You can work as that young man does—no need to come in every day, just be available whenever called." "Great! I'm joining!" Romana immediately made her decision. The supervisor was delighted. After all, Romana was one of the most outstanding among the Four Heavenly Kings of the Shengmen—though she couldn't quite match Qin Feng in combat, she was still an exceptional talent. Bringing her into the organization would certainly inject fresh energy. Moreover, the two of them could now form a solid alliance, both offensively and defensively, to continue challenging Qin Feng. He Muqing didn't hide her request at all—she stated it plainly and directly. The Luo lady immediately agreed, so excited that she almost burned yellow paper and cut a chicken’s head to formally pledge sisterhood with him. The elder asked, "Young man, may I ask how to get to the Special Operations Team?" Qin Feng thought to himself, What are you doing here? Why are you asking about our team's location? How did you even get past the gatekeepers—didn't they tell you? Shu Yajing gently poked him in the belly and whispered, "Perhaps he's a cleaner hired by a senior leader. The leader said the cleaners assigned by the police bureau are always clumsy—every time they clean, they go through their drawers, like spies. The leader simply doesn't trust them, so she hired someone from outside instead." Ah, that makes sense. With a smile, he pointed toward the building behind them, saying, "On the fourth floor, on the easternmost side—our leader is in her office. Just be diligent and don't make her angry." The elder was first taken aback, then brightened up and said, "Got it." After the elder had left, Qin Feng murmured to himself, "Hmm, something about this feels familiar—like I've seen him somewhere before." Shu, the policewoman, also felt the same way and said, “Maybe it’s just that I have a plain, unremarkable face—nothing surprising about that. By the way, Xiao Feng, you promised to come with me shopping, so don’t back out now.” Qin, the young executive, immediately looked downcast. Another outing with girls—how miserable his life had become! He genuinely didn’t enjoy shopping, yet he had managed to secure several girlfriends. To outsiders, it all looked polished and successful, but few knew the real struggles behind the scenes. He’d have to go, no matter what—this was the first time since he’d officially established a romantic connection with Shu that he’d been accompanying her on a shopping trip. He was determined to make it count. As soon as they got into the car, his phone rang—it was He Muqing: “Hello, leader, what’s up? What? You want me to go back? Why? I was just about to go shopping with Xiao Jing! Fine, I’ll go. I’ll be right there.” After hanging up, he looked furious and said, “My supervisor has asked me to go back—she says there’s an urgent task.” “I’ll "The leader said this matter must only be known by me and specifically instructed not to let you go up." Qin, the young executive, added. In truth, he was already beaming with joy—thanks to the leader, I've been saved from a serious situation. I'm willing to make myself available for the rest of my life. Shu Yajing's mouth grew more and more pouty, until, after a series of French-style wet kisses, she not only stopped being upset but also thoughtfully reminded him to prioritize work, assuring him that there would be plenty of opportunities for social outings afterward. Qin hurried back to the building and knocked on the door to enter the leader's office. He smiled warmly and asked. Hei Muqing managed a rather unnatural smile. "We're all colleagues, why be formal? I already told you, as long as there's no outsider, just call me Xiao Qing." While speaking, she kept giving him sidelong glances. Xiao Qing? Isn't that a bit too intimate? There's no outsider present—now isn't there an outsider right here? You can't even pretend the old man on the sofa is just air. He seemed utterly unperceptive and said, "Comrade, maybe you're having trouble seeing clearly? Should I go down and buy you a bottle of eye drops to combat fatigue?" Hei Muqing was about to collapse—you're absolutely deliberate! I've been signaling you, and yet you've interpreted it as eye discomfort. Which eye did you see me having trouble with? Instead of understanding the leader's intent, he just blinked innocently. Men being cute is a shameful thing. He truly wanted to rush over and give him two punches. Holding back her inner impulse, she walked to his side and gently wrapped her arms around his arm. What's the matter? My brother isn't someone you can treat casually—if you dare to eat my tofu, we'll never stop! Just as she was about to pull her arm back, he was startled by her leader's piercing gaze. Fine, then, my brother yields to your overwhelming authority. But what exactly do you want? Don't you think you should at least make it clear? Are you planning to perform a live act right in front of the old man? That won't do—my brother's fee is quite high, and if there's any exposure, the price will be adjusted accordingly. Holding his arm tightly, He Muqing looked slightly embarrassed at the old man and said, "Grandpa, this is my boyfriend, Qin Feng. Little Feng, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and greet Grandpa!" Qin, the young nobleman, was completely puzzled—what on earth is a "grandpa"? Are you really that tight-fisted? You're bringing in your own grandfather to serve as a housekeeper? Still, within the family, he's trustworthy. Wait a minute, you're saying he's your maternal uncle? Isn't your maternal uncle Wei Qingtian, the Chairman Wei? Clarify—what exactly are we talking about here? My mind is all scrambled. He instinctively called out, "Good morning, Uncle Er..." "No, it's 'maternal uncle,' not 'Uncle Er!' We're off by one generation!" Hu, the beautiful woman, firmly kicked him in the leg.