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Chapter 426 - 238: White Glove Duel, Mask of Diablo_3
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Chapter 426: Chapter 238: White Glove Duel, Mask of Diablo_3

After asking Ye Xiaoqi, Lin Xun found out that the hot and sexy boss was out on an errand and not in the Intelligence Team building.

If the female boss was not at the office, then who was he to show off his punctuality to? Wasn’t it like being flirty with someone who couldn’t see?

Lin Xun grumbled to himself, deciding it was better to go home, write some code and practice gaming.

Giving a quick wave to his colleagues, he left to go home.

...

Ye Xiaoqi went to the lounge alone and called someone on her mobile phone.

After a while, the call was answered and the voice of Li Xingyue came through.

"Xiaoxi, have you finished your match with Lv Yiming?"

Ye Xiaoqi: "The match is over..."

Li Xingyue: "How was it? This special envoy must be quite powerful, right? Let me guess, he has probably left the Intelligence Team building and heading to the Armory, right?"

Her strongest subordinate, Lin Xun, was running for the seat of the twelfth apostle, which was of utmost importance.

Li Xingyue had arranged for him to focus on gaming and improving his skills as quickly as possible.

Having been without this heavyweight in the recent battles against New World, they were feeling short-handed, which resulted in them bringing in the special envoy Lv Yiming from the headquarters to help with the fight.

The studious youngster, although talented, was still inexperienced and had a lot to pick up.

Li Xingyue had specifically borrowed some high-end equipment from her uncle.

She was going to the Armory to equip Wang Zong with them, all intended to temper the young prodigy’s temperament.

"Erm..." Ye Xiaoqi didn’t know what face to show. The special envoy might be on his way to the airport, ready to return to Yunjing.

If it were her, she definitely wouldn’t have the face to stay in Wencheng, "Boss, there might be a small hiccup in your plan."

"Hmm? What could possibly go wrong? Don’t tell me Lv Yiming lost to you."

"Not exactly that, he didn’t lose to me, err... Lin Xun came to the office today."

"..." No sound came from the other end of the phone for a while.

Ye Xiaoqi asked cautiously: "Boss?"

"...Are you saying, Lin Xun came to the office and defeated Lv Yiming?"

"Yes."

"That Lin Xun, I asked him to train hard and he comes to the office to goof off?"

A question mark floated above Ye Xiaoqi’s head. Staying at home was considered as training, but coming to the office was seen as slacking off, had the boss gotten it all mixed up?

She worked six days a week, clocking in every day...

This level of favoritism was simply too much. Did she ever consider that she might be too biased?

Li Xingyue: "Even though the plan had a slight hiccup, the final result was still good. Lin Xun defeated Lv Yiming, which should help him get over his cockiness."

Ye Xiaoqi: "Err... Boss Li, is there a possibility that the result also experienced an unexpected turn?"

Li Xingyue: "????"

Ye Xiaoqi braced herself and sent the recorded video directly to Boss Li, explaining the whole incident.

She vividly and in great detail depicted the scene where the little prodigy had awkwardly fled from the Intelligence Team.

Li Xingyue on the other end stared blankly at the video on her phone. Under the gaze of the Intelligence Team members, the awkward hollering from the ’respected man’ in the video made her feel immensely embarrassed.

Some people are alive, but may as well be dead.

Li Xingyue hung up the call, took a deep sigh and it seemed she needed to bring in another envoy from Yunjing.

She had even borrowed equipment from her uncle only to have it all in vain.

Just as she was about to call Deputy Chairman Li, her cellphone suddenly started ringing. The caller was no other than Lv Yiming.

"Is he calling to resign?"

Given the unexpected circumstances, Li Xingyue didn’t feel quite right to dissuade him.

After picking up the call, the phone transmitted the stuttering voice of the little prodigy: "Umm... Boss Li, could... could you give me Lin Xun’s contact information?"

Li Xingyue’s eyes widened. She wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but she thought she could hear a hint of... shyness from his voice?

Li Xingyue: "???"

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