Host, You're Targeted

A few days before the internship was not particularly busy. Su Lin had lunch in the restaurant at noon and had time to go to the hospital to see her grandmother.

Zhou Qisheng's office has a lazy sofa next to the French window. On that day, he didn't go home for a rest because of many things. He simply went back to the company after having dinner in the downstairs restaurant.

The door of the office is facing the French window. As soon as Zhou Qisheng opens the door, he sees Zhou Qifeng with a telescope attached to the French window.

Zhou Qisheng: Spy war? What's wrong?

Zhou Qifeng, whose face was almost all pasted on the French window, did not notice the movement of the door and kept adjusting his posture with a telescope.

Seeing this, Zhou Qisheng closes the door lightly, stands on tiptoe and walks slowly in the direction of Zhou Qifeng.

Is his brother really out of his mind?

Zhou Qifeng did not know about the coming danger. Holding the telescope, he slowly stretched his neck. Almost all the people were stuck on the French window. His sight was closely following Su Lin downstairs.

"In a hurry, where are you going?" Zhou Qifeng whispered.

Zhou Qisheng has gone behind him, and his shadow has been printed on the one-sided French window.

However, Zhou Qifeng still did not notice.

Zhou Qisheng buttoned up his suit with one hand and kicked the lazy sofa under his buttocks for a week.

"Ouch." Zhou Qifeng takes a few backhand shots on the sofa, holds the telescope and turns over his face. His eyes follow Su Lin, who is about to disappear in the visible range downstairs.

Zhou Qisheng waited for a moment, then kicked again.

His silly brother didn't respond.

After standing in place and doing a shoulder expansion, Zhou Qisheng finally said, "what are you looking at?"

"Oh Zhou Qifeng was so scared that he jumped up from the lazy sofa and made the French windows shake.

Zhou Qisheng, with a serious face, watched him jump up and hit the window. His eyes were opposite for a moment. Zhou Qisheng laughed.

"What are you doing? What kind of detective game do you play in my office with a telescope

“…… Ha ha. "

Zhou Qifeng rubbed his aching buttocks in embarrassment, walked across the glass to avoid Zhou Qisheng, who was in front of him, and walked around the big sofa and sat down.

"I didn't play any detective games. I just had enough food and had nothing to do. I was watching the cultural landscape near our company."

After saying the words that the ghost didn't believe, Zhou Qifeng also took a look at Zhou Qisheng with a guilty heart.

Zhou Qisheng pulled the corner of his mouth and bent down to pick up the telescope he had set aside.

"You'd better be looking at the cultural landscape, not at the people you like like like a stalker."

He is worthy of his brother. He can see through it at a glance.

Zhou Qifeng rubbed his nose and looked away. He didn't dare to see Zhou Qisheng.

Zhou Qisheng turned around with the telescope and took a look at how far the telescope could see.

Good guy, although the telescope looks like a five dollar toy on the ground, it can be seen even the dog dozing downstairs in the shade of a tree.

Zhou Qisheng knows it in his heart and turns and throws the telescope to Zhou Qifeng.

Zhou Qifeng dodged to the side and didn't let the telescope hit any important parts.

Before he could find an excuse to slip out of the office, Zhou Qisheng threw a file bag over.

"I just faxed it to my office this morning. It's a confidential document for you." Zhou Qisheng said.

Zhou Qifeng looked at him suspiciously, and opened the secret document.

"Confidential documents for me?"

Zhou Qifeng opened the file bag and looked inside. His expression on his face immediately solidified.

What the hell is this?