Naming Technique of the Night
In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
168. Seeing the Transfer Student Again (10,000-Word Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2
Xiao Ying hesitated for a moment, "Our boss isn't in Los Angeles City, you might as well talk to me!"
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At that very moment, a plane had just arrived at Beijing Daxing Airport.
The airport, shrouded in orange-yellow light during the night, appeared very warm.
Passengers disembarked from the plane one after another, all curious about a black full-sized SUV not far away.
Next to the SUV, two men in black suits stood guard.
It looked like a scene straight out of a movie where a VIP is picked up from the airport, solemn and mysterious.
Everyone's gaze turned towards the SUV, and they couldn't help but be curious about whom the others were waiting for.
However, until the passengers left on the shuttle bus, that black SUV didn't meet the person it was waiting for.
A few minutes later, Zheng Yuandong, dressed in a black Chinese tunic suit, slowly walked out of the plane.