Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 441: The Fiery Girl Is Not to Be Messed With
Qin Xin replied nonchalantly: "No need for a map. I’ve already visited the Saint Sand Group building."
Hong Jingtian: "When the hell was that?"
Qin Xin: "Just now."
She just took a detour on her way back from the race track.
Hong Jingtian was even more surprised: "But I haven’t arranged bodyguards for you yet... That building is highly intelligent, how could you possibly get in?"
Qin Xin: "Not much of a challenge."
Are you kidding? She could come and go freely from the Nalan Group building; how could a mere Saint Sand Group stop her?
However, though she got in, the Saint Sand’s CEO Wolff wasn’t there.
The CEO’s office was completely empty.
She also took a look at Saint Sand’s factory and production line, which were producing regular medical devices without signs of any robot experiments.
This contradicted the information obtained from Charlie.
According to Charlie’s confession, the No. 1 race car was modified with materials from Saint Sand Group.
These modification materials were very advanced.
But they weren’t in Saint Sand Group’s factory.
Either Charlie wasn’t truthful, or Saint Sand had another secret base.
Suddenly, a thought flashed in Qin Xin’s mind of the Saint Sand Group’s young lady Sara she had met in the afternoon.
Wasn’t sure if that girl was involved in the Saint Sand’s business or knew any insider information?
If she kidnapped the girl, would her father show up?
The thought was slightly wicked.
Qin Xin slightly curled her lips and instructed: "Arrange a few bodyguards recently, and drive your flashy convoy to take a stroll around the suburban scenic areas."
Hong Jingtian was thrilled: "Queen, which scenic area do you like? Let me recommend one; our A Continent is most famous for those strip shows, with a whole town dedicated to such business, filled with the world’s most beautiful dancers, ahem, of course, there are handsome guys too, and various kinds of live shows, you know..."
Qin Xin was slightly speechless: "I don’t get it. But it doesn’t matter, just let them drive around."
Hong Jingtian was puzzled: "Ah, aren’t you going? Then why send the bodyguards?"
Qin Xin: "..."
Don’t you understand the strategy of creating a diversion, and escaping by the golden cicada shell?
"Forget it, no need to know why, just follow the orders, okay?"
She ended the conversation with a slight headache.
Leaving Hong Jingtian still relentlessly asking: "Queen, that big client for your surgery this month has already arrived in A Continent, please confirm which day the surgery is... Ah, so cruel, you’re ignoring your little cutie again..."
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Qin Xin left early and returned late, staying in the hotel for two days.
Every midnight, strangers knocked on her door.
But ever since Qin Xin opened the door and twisted the hand of the person knocking, this kind of thing never happened again.
Even the hotel reception treated her with utmost respect, knowing that this foreign girl wasn’t to be messed with.
The third day.
Zhou Yu and the Imperial Racing Team arrived at A Continent.
Qin Xin joined them to head to the racetrack together.
After some time recovering, Zhou Yu’s foot injury had improved a lot.
But he was still far from his peak condition.
Zhou Yu was a bit nervous and pleaded with Qin Xin: "Master, this time... could you also compete for me... otherwise, I’m worried I’ll embarrass you again..."
But Qin Xin had other plans: "Today is the qualifying race, you participate."
Zhou Yu: "What if I end up on the last track again..."
Qin Xin: "It doesn’t matter. Just do your best and don’t pressure yourself."
Zhou Yu: "But..."
The last track is quite a disadvantage, and with his foot injury being unstable, the hope of winning becomes even slimmer.
Unexpectedly, Qin Xin patted his shoulder: "You participate in the qualifying race. I’ll take part in the race tomorrow."
Zhou Yu held his breath in surprise.
He didn’t quite understand but dared not question it.
Not until the qualifying race ended did he understand Qin Xin’s thoughtful intentions.
