Genius club - #140 - Genius Club Chapter 1 Happy New Year (1/3)

There was no sound in Zhao Yingjun’s huge office.

Lin Xian held the Genius Club invitation in front of his eyes and opened it under the moonlight.

Dear Ms. Zhao Yingjun:

You are invited to watch the new product launch conference at…

A website address and QR code are also attached below.

He took out his phone and scanned it… As expected, it was the page for Apple’s 2023 spring conference.

Lin Xian cursed secretly.

After going around in such a big circle and spending so much effort, I finally managed to sneak into Zhao Yingjun’s office…

But I never expected that this invitation turned out to be fake.

It’s so fake.

During the previous period, Lin Xian had doubted several times why Zhao Yingjun received an invitation letter?

She is not qualified in all aspects, and there is nothing unusual about her.

And for such an organization that has been hidden in history for hundreds of years, maybe even nearly a thousand years, is the way of sending invitations a little too outdated and unreliable?

He doubted many things,

I doubted many details,

I doubted everything about the Genius Club…

[But I never doubted that this invitation was fake! 】

This is so fucked up.

It almost made all his previous reasoning ridiculous and turned into a joke.

That woman.

“Oriole.”

Lin Xian muttered the name, which sounded like a pseudonym, but it didn’t matter, the name itself was a mark, regardless of whether it was true or false.

Now Lin Xian also analyzed it clearly.

The purpose of this woman’s big fanfare in sending a fake invitation letter to Zhao Yingjun… was simply to arouse her suspicion about the authenticity of the dream and arouse her interest in the genius club.

So even if Zhao Yingjun told him the contents of the invitation letter, even if he opened the invitation letter directly on the spot, it would not matter to Huang Que at all.

As long as Lin Xian can see the words “Genius Club” appear in reality the day after dreaming about the Genius Club, the purpose of this mysterious woman Huang Que will be achieved.

But why would she do this?

She said she was not her enemy.

But he didn’t help himself with anything, and said he couldn’t tell him any information. How should he understand this?

In fact, the most important question is…

[Who is this woman? 】

Lin Xian walked to the sofa where she had been sitting and touched the leather. In fact, there was still a trace of warmth left.

This means that the woman has actually been sitting here for a while.

honestly.

When Lin Xian caught a glimpse of the woman in the first flash of lightning, at that moment Lin Xian really saw her as Zhao Yingjun.

The two men are similar, but not alike.

It’s an indescribable feeling.

Zhao Yingjun has a standard oval face, while this woman has a round face.

Zhao Yingjun has standard black pupils, while this woman has crystal blue eyes. She looks like a mixed race, but she has a standard Long Country appearance.

Then there is age. Zhao Yingjun has just celebrated his 24th birthday, and this woman looks to be at least in her thirties. Her temperament, charm, and fullness of figure are all obviously different from Zhao Yingjun. …. .

But that unique temperament and feeling… Lin Xian felt so similar to Zhao Yingjun.

“Then who is this woman?”

Lin Xian frowned, puzzled.

Carefully analyze what this woman said… In fact, there are still a few things that can be made clear:

1. She knows herself very well and knows many of her secrets, including the laws of time and space she has summarized, and she also advises herself to study more.

2. Although the invitation is fake, the seal engraved on the wax block should be real. The black hand on the strange moon in the dream world is the best proof.

3. The woman said that she would wait for Lin Xian in the Genius Club, so there is a high probability that she is a member of the Genius Club.

4. The woman does not have any explicit malice towards herself. If she wanted to kill herself, she would have died long ago.

Under reasoning…

Lin Xian felt that maybe the person who killed Xu Yun was not from the Genius Club.

Because since this woman knows her own details so well, she must know that she gave Xu Yun the research information. If she is the murderer of Xu Yun, then there is no reason why she will be fine if Xu Yun dies.

Is it true that the murderer is not the genius club, but someone else?

Doesn’t the death of the big-faced cat’s father have anything to do with the Genius Club?

…

Lin Xian was very annoyed.

It felt like the thoughts that I had just smoothed out were all messed up in an instant.

It was really overturned in an instant, and almost all the reasoning results about the genius club had to be overthrown.

“too difficult……”

Lin Xian stuffed the fake invitation back into Zhao Yingjun’s drawer.

“The main reason is that there are too few clues. There are none in reality and I can’t find them in dreams. No one knows who I ask. There are also fake news everywhere.”

At this moment, Lin Xian somewhat agreed with the man who called himself “Yellow Bird” –u003eu003e

What the woman said——

“The easiest way to find out the answer to all this…is to get an invitation to a real talent club.”

Boom.

Closing the drawer, Lin Xian put the Ferrari car keys in, then walked out of the thick password door, and finally looked back at the desk under the moonlight and the sofa where the woman named Huangque had sat… …close the door and leave.

boom!

…

the next day.

The thick double-layer password door opened, and Zhao Yingjun walked in. He blinked and looked at the neat and pleasing office, as well as Lin Xian who was watering the potted plants:

“It’s amazing… how efficient you are.”

Lin Xian smiled slightly and put down the kettle.

I came to Zhao Yingjun’s office so early today to clean up the traces of last night and see if there was anything missing.

My own, that woman’s, oriole’s.

But nothing.

Lin Xian simply gave Zhao Yingjun’s office a thorough cleaning.

In fact, it is very convenient to clean the office. After all, it is not a home. There is no fumes, no food, and not so many miscellaneous things. Basically, it is just mopping the floor, wiping the table, wiping the glass, and sorting out the files.

Very relaxed.

No matter what… Since I am a part-time secretary in name, I still have to do some of the work I should do, and I will consider the rest after the New Year. …. .

“Do you still want these things? If not, just throw them away as garbage.”

Lin Xian pointed to the pile of miscellaneous items on the coffee table. The fake invitation to the Genius Club was placed on top.

Zhao Yingjun glanced at it, flipped through it briefly, and then shook his head:

“They are all useless things. You can just watch and deal with them. I believe in your ability and there is no need to report every detail. Even if the company is officially on holiday today, you should go back to your hometown as soon as possible to avoid traffic jams.”

“good.”

Later, when Lin Xian was throwing out the trash, he still kept the fake invitation letter and put it back home.

Even though it’s fake.

But it’s not entirely false.

Let’s keep it for now.

…

At the high-speed rail station, Lin Xian stretched.

Even though Donghai is so close to Hangzhou, I haven’t been home for a year.

After arriving in Hangzhou, he bought a lot of cigarettes, wine and various gifts, and brought a lot of things to his mother and father.

His parents were very happy to see Lin Xian and asked a lot about his work and life. Lin Xian told his parents that he had made a lot of money, but he did not specifically say how much… For his parents’ small-farmer mentality, let them Knowing that I have so much money, I am afraid that I have to worry about it every day and cannot sleep well.

Lin Xian planned to buy his parents a house in the city for their retirement, but the old couple refused, saying that there were many friends and relatives here and they could live comfortably. Lin Xian’s mother also hurriedly put the bank card she left for them. Hidden in the drawer inside… It seemed that he had no intention of spending it; his father also put all the good cigarettes and wine in the back of the back room and hid them… saying that they would be used when Lin Xian got married.

Lin Xian saw this and sighed with a smile.

These are probably Dragon Country-style parents.

Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and Lin Xian has been helping his family prepare New Year’s goods. He has no time to dream in the past two days.

But for the Chinese New Year…

Give yourself a few days off too.

As long as he doesn’t trigger a strong butterfly effect and Xintonghai City can’t fly away, let the big-faced cat continue to play Infernal Affairs with them.

Crackling, crackling, crackling, crackling—

Amidst the explosions of firecrackers and fireworks, and with the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala on the TV, the New Year in the traditional sense of the Dragon Country has officially arrived.

Ding dong!

Just at 0:00, Lin Xian’s cell phone rang.

He opened it and found that it was a message from Zhao Yingjun:

“Happy New Year.”

Very simple four words.

Lin Xian didn’t think too much and was about to reply——

Unexpectedly, the message icon in the upper left corner exploded! In the [leaderless group] where employees from their design team are located, chat messages soared:

“Did you receive it? Mr. Zhao actually sent me a Happy New Year in person!”

“The sun really comes out from the west! Me too! And it’s still 0:00! Mr. Zhao must be too careful!”

“It’s strange… There was no such tradition in previous years. Mr. Zhao is not a person who cares about these small details. It would be great if she could just say Happy New Year to everyone, but she can still miss the New Year’s greetings like today? “

“Yes, I am also a long-time employee of the company. In the past, Mr. Zhao was completely unresponsive during holidays, but now he sends Happy New Year to everyone on time. He is really attentive.”

…

I see.

Lin Xian put down his phone. It seemed that he had thought too much.

He originally thought that Zhao Yingjun sent it to him alone, but he didn’t expect that it turned out to be a group message.

Is it still necessary to reply?

After thinking about it, I decided to reply politely.

“I also wish you a happy new year and may all your wishes come true!”

After replying, Lin Xian put down his phone and went out to watch the fireworks.

This year, Hangzhou made an exception and lifted the restrictions on setting off fireworks and firecrackers during the Spring Festival. The sky was really colorful and showed off its magic.

Ding dong.

The dim mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, showing an unread message from Zhao Yingjun.

u003c–u003eu003e

bru003e But amidst the sound of fireworks flying all over the sky, this ding-dong did not cause any waves.

The screen stayed on for a few seconds…

Gradually extinguished.

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