143: C143 It Was too Powerful

C143 It Was too Powerful

"Well, his dimple is cute, and his dimple is going to beat him." Qianqian was only three and a half years old after all. Some of his words were clear, while others were unclear.

However, through the screen, one could still see the serious expression on his young face. It was not a joke.

In the past, when he was in Paris, Soong Mingzhe had helped Xiong Miao take care of her little friends.

Soong Mingzhe himself learned the internet, wrote codes, and attacked hackers.

Sometimes, when he was working, he would hug Qianqian. Qianqian looked at the numbers and codes on the computer and was strangely interested.

Soong Mingzhe secretly taught Qianqian some knowledge.

This little guy was very talented. No matter what he taught him, he learned it once. He could even come up with new ideas and design innovative codes.

At that time, Soong Mingzhe sighed. Qianqian, this little guy, had grown up. He must be an online genius.

However, Qianqian had not learned much yet, and Xiong Miao had already brought him back to the country.

Now, Qianqian asked him for the IP of Rich Corporation and wanted to beat Zhan Yeling?

What a joke!

Who was Zhan Yeling? He was the king of shrewdness. Wouldn't a rookie like Qianqian be seen through by him very quickly?

"The Rich Corporation is too huge and rich. Their business empire is complicated. Naturally, the firewall is indestructible. It is impossible for you to break through their firewall."

It was not Soong Mingzhe who had struck Qianqian's young heart. Even a big shot like him could not break through the firewall of the Rich Corporation, let alone a brat like Qianqian who had only learned a little.

"Are you going to help or not? If not, tell Mommy. Uncle Soong peeked at her diary." Qianqian pouted.

Soong Mingzhe said, "You win."

Soong Mingzhe naturally wouldn't tell him the Rich Group's IP because he couldn't dig it out either.

After digging for a few minutes, he only managed to dig out the Wich Group's IP and sent it to Qianqian.

Qianqian curled up in the corner of the slippery ladder. The teacher didn't see him.

Little Meaty's hand kept pressing on the phone and it was a fierce operation.

A few minutes later, a gratified smile appeared on his chubby face.

Qianqian was startled by the sudden movement beside him. He hurriedly hid the phone behind his back.

Bear, who had two braids on her horns, climbed down the slide with great effort. She squeezed to his side and asked curiously with her innocent eyes, "Pot, what game are you playing?"

Sometimes, they would take their mommy's phone to play some calming music.

"I'm playing Little Chameleon. Sister, you go play." Qianqian had a serious look on his face. He didn't want his sister to find out about his little secret. Because his sister found out, his mother found out.

He had promised Mommy before that he would be a good baby and not give her any trouble.

"Yes, yes. Pan, slide, have fun. Let's play together." After Bear said that happily, she went to play again excitedly.

Qianqian took out his phone and scratched the back of his head with his little hand. He seemed to have something to do.

Oh right, he said he missed Mommy and wanted to send a video to Mommy.

If he didn't send it, would Mommy suspect that he was lying? Then, she would know that he wasn't obedient.

Thinking of this, Qianqian swiped his little finger on the WeChat page. He wanted to find a colleague of Mommy's to send a video to her.1

Recently, why was there a group chat on the chat page? There was only one person called Ye who had chatted before.

It seemed that Ye was Mommy's best colleague.

Qianqian clicked on the night and clicked on the video chat.

Because the kindergarten was playing music and Qianqian turned the volume to the lowest, the teacher did not notice anything unusual.

In the highest office of the Ritch Group, Zhan Yeling was focusing on the documents.

The phone next to his hand suddenly rang, and the sound was quite loud.

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