Chapter 58 - 58 58 The Heavens are Making Him Torment Little Green Tea

58: Chapter 58: The Heavens are Making Him Torment Little Green Tea 58: Chapter 58: The Heavens are Making Him Torment Little Green Tea “Do you think I don’t want to check?

The recipient’s address is just Shengxing Hotel.

How am I supposed to track that for you?” The young man on the other end sounded somewhat exasperated, “If I weren’t curious to see what my benefactor looks like, I wouldn’t even tell you the hotel name.”

The person on the phone with the purple-haired youth was Network Manager 007.

As a network manager, not only do they oversee the website, but to prevent untrustworthy behavior, such as receiving goods without shipping in return against site policy, they also monitor the logistics information of transactions and naturally have the authority to access the shipping and receiving addresses of the transacting parties.

“Check the hotel guest information to see if there’s anyone who comes and goes alone, someone old, in their seventies or eighties,” the purple-haired youth ad-libbed, sketching out the image of the old fortuneteller in his mind.

007 “…Scram!”

“Just check it out, check it for me, and send me the guest information.

I’ll verify them one by one,” the purple-haired youth said after detecting 007’s impatience, making this request.

007 fell silent for a moment and then said after a long pause, “Three minutes.”

As top-level hackers, the network managers could easily infiltrate the management system of an ordinary hotel.

Not to mention guest information, even obtaining the hotel’s internal financial records was a piece of cake for 007.

Three minutes later, the purple-haired youth, Jiang Qi, received a list of guests staying at Shengxing Hotel.

Jiang Qi squatted by a flower bed, maintaining the call with 007 while looking down and checking each name.

When his gaze landed on a familiar name, he paused and read out the familiar name, “Gu Zhiqi?”

“You’ve selected someone already?

My benefactor goes by the name of Gu Zhiqi?” 007 asked when he heard Jiang Qi’s voice.

“Heh, talk about an effortless gain,” Jiang Qi chuckled softly, his voice laced with deeper meaning.

During the day, his boss had stopped him from dealing with Little Green Tea, leaving him with regret all day long.

Who would have thought—truly, who would have—that he would encounter her once again.

It seemed like fate itself wanted him to torment Little Green Tea.

Thinking of this, the smile in Jiang Qi’s eyes deepened.

“Hey!

Xiao Jiang, are you even listening to me?”

“So my benefactor’s name is Gu Zhiqi?”

“Are you certain?

Don’t make a mistake.”

Jiang Qi remained silent for a long time on his end; 007, having no patience to wait any longer, kept asking questions one after another.

“No,” Jiang Qi, annoyed by 007’s chatter, replied absentmindedly.

“Huh?

No?

If she’s not the one, then why…” 007’s words were cut off before he could finish.

“Never mind her for now, I’m off to take care of someone for the boss and my little brother,” Jiang Qi said, his eyes half-closed as he focused on the name Gu Zhiqi, speaking with purpose.

“Ha?

I thought you were a loner?

Since when did you have a little brother?” 007’s voice was full of suspicion.

“Oh, my wife’s little brother,” Jiang Qi casually responded, pride evident in his tone.

007 “…”

“Hack the surveillance at Shengxing Hotel for me.”

“Can I watch the battle?” 007 asked eagerly.

“Suit yourself.” Jiang Qi, hearing 007’s words, knew he agreed.

Jiang Qi stood up from beside the flower bed and took out a Bluetooth earpiece from his pocket to put on.

“Go ahead, all surveillance is now under my control,” 007 quickly spoke into the earpiece.

“Good job.” Jiang Qi curled his lips into a smile, then stepped forward into the hotel.

In the hotel lobby, at the check-in counter, stood a young man dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

Seeing the young man, Jiang Qi paused, muttering quietly to himself, “Strange, what is he doing here?”

“Who?” 007, curious after hearing Jiang Qi’s mutter, asked.