Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 278 Pre-Flash 4: A Catastrophe (14)

Carl handed her a card: "If you can figure it out, you can come to me."

She didn't continue, but just stayed on it for a few seconds: "You are right, this is not the life I want, but the life of a killer is not what I want either."

He was slightly stunned, and then still smiled: "Although we are a killer group, you can't be a killer just because you say you want to be a killer. We have a strict organizational structure and a meticulous and orderly division of labor, which will be determined according to each individual's conditions."

He thought for a while and added: "There are different jobs in front of and behind the scenes. There are computer hackers, scouting sentries, killer agents, and aftermath... Your driving skills are superb, and you can take care of the retreat."

"Just like that?" She frowned slightly.

He recruited her just to make her a driver?
"It depends on the ability, but it is guaranteed to satisfy your heart that likes stimulating activities like never before."

Ye Ziye can be sure that this person can read minds, he knows her preferences and rebellious psychology well.

She didn't answer, he looked at her quietly, not in a hurry.

Then he came as uninvited as he had come, and left without saying goodbye.

Jimmy looked at her worriedly: "Monica?"

He knows that she is independent, and no one can change the things she decides, but he doesn't want her childhood friend to go down the road of no return.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure." She smiled at him.

[—Ye Xiwei's original *** Tencent first release —].
Ye Ziye didn't take Carl's card, but she wrote down his mobile phone number.

This set of numbers rolled in her mind and became an indelible mark.

What Carl said made sense to him, and it touched her deeply.

But what finally shook her will was the scene she saw when she returned home.

Nie Fan's full-time driver drove Ye Guya home, and the driver had a big bag and a small bag in his hand.

Before leaving, the driver handed a gold card to his mother respectfully: "The boss asked me to give it to my wife."

Ye Guya accepted it frankly.

Ye Ziye opened her mouth and hands for meals and clothes since she was a child, and Ye Guya took care of all food and clothing.

Money, she never worries about.

If you reach out to your mother, there will always be countless money.

(End of this chapter)