"Shen Wei, your mood swings are giving me whiplash." Zhao Yunlan knew that keeping up with the new CEO of Shen Enterprises would be a challenge.
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"I never drink more than three drinks a day. I've already had two. I want to share the last one with my friend. Are you my friend, Cong Bo?" Zhao Yunlan looked steadily at him.
Cong Bo stared back at Zhao Yunlan and made his decision. He grinned as he lifted his glass and held it out in front of him. Zhao Yunlan smirked back and picked up his. The two men clinked their glasses and emptied them, sealing their alliance.
Zhao Yunlan followed Cong Bo back to his apartment. A long table with several monitors and keyboards and wires all over took up one side of the room.
"Wow, this is some setup," Zhao Yunlan remarked.
"I work freelance as an investigative reporter," Cong Bo said, turning on the computers. "The work isn't as steady as being a driver, but at least I'm not anyone's slave," he added, remembering some of the bosses he drove for.
"I hear you," Zhao Yunlan laughed. "Fortunately, Shen Wei is different, very humble and grounded, and he treats me well."
"He must be a nice guy, or you would not go through this trouble for him. Or, will you get fired if you don't solve this?" Cong Bo asked.
"No, it's nothing like that, not yet, at least. President Zhao is furious, of course. We all want to know what happened, and then make sure that it will not happen again," Zhao Yunlan replied, walking around the room.
Cong Bo quickly pulled up the tweet, and after furiously typing for a few minutes, he sat quietly, looking at the codes, letters and numbers on the screen.
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"This is a totally foreign language to me," Zhao Yunlan said, watching him from behind.
"I took up coding as a hobby, and it was kind of fun to spy on others," Cong Bo said, focusing on the screen. "If Shen Wei was able to find me, he must be some coder himself."
"He is a man of many talents and secrets." And personalities.
It was tedious work, and Zhao Yunlan felt frustrated that he could not help. Instead, he went out to buy food and drink to pass the time. He was beginning to doze on the couch when Cong Bo gave out a triumphant yell.
"Ha! Found you, you tricky bastard!"
"You got him?" Zhao Yunlan ran over to Cong Bo, who was doing fist pumps.
"Zhu Jiu. You used to drive for him, right? It wasn't easy, but I was able to trace the tweet to someone who works at Shen Enterprises. Pretty smart guy, too, and because he used the company server, he made it look like it really came from Shen Wei. It gets a little complicated, but in short, for whatever reason, he also sent a copy to his own personal phone. Hmm, I can see some kind of communication between him and Zhu Jiu just minutes after the tweet was sent out. If I hack one of their phones, I can probably retrieve the texts. Of course they would find out," Cong Bo said slowly as he continued to scroll down.
