1267: C1267 A Chess Piece

C1267 A Chess Piece

But, good thing it's not particularly bad.

He had suffered such a severe injury. In the future, he would be even more capable in front of Bo Qian.

Furthermore, the most important thing was that as long as he stayed on Bo Qian's side and gained his trust, he would not have to worry about getting Bo Qian's favor in the future.

Thinking of this, his state of mind was instantly balanced.

Furthermore, after suffering such an injury, he was afraid that he would become Bo Qian's right-hand man.

What else was there to be dissatisfied about?

It was worth it to suffer such a minor injury.

Zhou One slowly exhaled, and the expression on his face instantly became gloomy.

...

The nurse left the ward and walked far away before she dared to take out her phone. She carefully pressed the number and dialed the number.

The call was quickly picked up.

The nurse said in fear.

"He asked me about you. I answered him truthfully."

"Yes, very good."

Bo Qian said, "Take good care of him."

The nurse was a little scared. "That, Young Master Bo, is there a problem with him?"

She was only in her early twenties, and she was very timid.

If she really ran into a killer, she would be scared out of her wits.

Bo Qian hummed in acknowledgment, and his voice was a little lazy. "No, don't worry."

The nurse heaved a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that you're alright."

Bo Qian did not say much. He only said that it was an important subordinate of his and asked the nurse to take good care of him.

After he gave the order, he hung up the phone.

He couldn't change the nurse at this time of the day. Otherwise, if he changed the nurse halfway, Zhou One would definitely be suspicious.

After all, they were people who lived on this road. Sometimes, they were very sensitive.

He did not need to arouse his suspicions because of this in order to avoid alerting the enemy.

Bo Qian let out a sigh of relief. He turned on the computer, entered the backstage, and pulled out the documents.

This program was written by him.

Therefore, it was very easy to retrieve other people's documents and documents as long as they were deciphered.

He had the information on every single one of his subordinates.

Not only that, he had also read it countless times.

After all, he had to hand his life over to someone else, so why should he be more careful?1

Bo Qian stared at Zhou One's information. After looking at it several times, he turned it off and returned to the original interface.

There was no problem with Zhou One's information.

Not only was there no problem, he had also investigated Zhou One's background.

From start to finish, there was no problem.

It seemed like the other party had been fully prepared from the start.

This information was either fake.

Or it was real.

Zhou One had probably been treated as a chess piece from the very beginning.

Furthermore, there was no suspense. As long as he could enter the inner circle, then there would be a group of people running around for this information.

Bo Qian slowly smiled.

No one knew who he was mocking.

He had spent so much effort just to kill him. It was really hard on him.

Bo Qian shook his head and smiled helplessly. His voice gradually became lax.

"It's already like this. If I still don't take the attack, wouldn't that make me seem like a good-for-nothing?"

The others were already fighting in front of him. If he still didn't take action, then that would be too much of a joke.

However, if he wanted to move, who knew how many people would be alarmed.

The phone suddenly rang.

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