Master An

[Sweet, No Abuse, Strong Female Lead, Favored By All!]
When Ruan Qi became famous.
Haters: No matter how pretty, she's undereducated.

That very afternoon, the most prestigious institution of higher learning in China posted on social media—Let me introduce our youngest doctoral supervisor, Professor Ruan Qi.

Haters: What's the use of hyping up a scholar persona? In the end, she'll still have to bow down to her financial backers.

The next day, Ruan Qi appeared at an international economic conference, with her name tag reading—Chairman of Qimu Pharmaceutical Group.

Haters: Making so much money, not knowing to contribute to the country.

Three days later, an official news release—A new model of nuclear submarine is launched, thanks to Chief Designer Ruan Qi and all the research and development members!

Haters: ...

Can't afford to provoke, goodbye.

*

After getting married, a reporter asked Xi Jiu: Ninth Master, how did you manage to pursue the Goddess Ruan?

Xi Jiu quietly flipped open a diary.

Diary of Chasing My Wife:

1. Vote for my baby in rankings.

2. Cast votes for my baby.

3. Support my baby.

4. Buy out all the tickets for my baby’s movies.

5. Join my baby's fan club.

…As everyone knows, the Goddess Ruan has a universe-level wealthy hardcore fan—Ninth Master Xi, Xi Jiu!

The Young Master Is My Top Fan!

The cybersecurity center building emitted a piercing alarm sound in an instant.


On the map, the red representing the Trojan virus opened its ferocious maw, devouring the last blank space.


Intense despair filled everyone's hearts.


Flushed fingertips struck the Enter key forcefully.


On the map, the red that was about to engulf the last blank space abruptly halted.


A green dot suddenly appeared, blinking rapidly on the map.


"This..." Xie Ding's eyes widened, "What's going on? Why has the virus stopped?!"


The urgent tapping of the keyboard sounded beneath her fingertips, and about a minute later, she pressed the Enter key down hard again.


The sound of the keystrokes, transmitted through the microphone, rang through the entire hall, like a small hammer striking heavily on everyone's hearts.


Chapter 611: The Miracle of the Hacker World (Three More)_1