Since it was confirmed that the people on Yue Qingqing's side were not to be underestimated, Jiang Hai naturally wouldn't rely on conventional methods to fool them.

He could only have them stall for time on that side while he made a call in the car.

"Cousin? Yes, it's me. I have a situation here that needs your help. I remember your company recently hired a computer expert?"

The person on the other end sounded very familiar with Jiang Hai and gave a casual laugh upon hearing this.

"What's up? Did some scandalous photos of yours fall into someone else's hands, and you need me to find someone to delete them?"

Jiang Hai wasn't in the mood for jokes, "No, it's something quite important, related to the student council."

The person on the other side immediately took it seriously.

He knew what his younger brother usually did at school.

The student council at Minghua University had been operated by Yu Mengyu and her predecessors for many years, already controlling many affairs within the school.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe them as having immense influence.

Don't underestimate these connections; they are a huge asset even for a corporation.

After all, the students of Minghua University are the cream of the crop, and their level of excellence needs no explanation.

Starting from the third year, they gradually receive offers from companies, and the salaries are not low.

Each year, the student council's arrangement of the recruitment schedule significantly influences the students' choices.

A little delay, and the best batch might have already been taken.

Jiang Hai also understood the importance of his position, so he didn't beat around the bush and directly explained the situation.

The cousin quickly said: "Alright, I'll have Kevin go over."

"No need, I'll pick him up."

The cousin gave the address, and Jiang Hai quickly reached the location provided by his cousin with a press on the gas pedal.

A blond-haired, blue-eyed man got out carrying a backpack, next to a man wearing glasses.

The man with glasses was chattering about something to him, Kevin responded with a smile.

Jiang Hai's English was excellent, but even someone not proficient in English could tell it was a swear word.

Kevin turned his head to see Jiang Hai and grinned, awkwardly saying a sentence in Chinese.

"Using a bull's knife to kill a chicken."

Jiang Hai: "..." Had no idea where this foreigner learned it from.

The tone was quite arrogant.

But Jiang Hai had heard his cousin brag about this person quite often during family gatherings.

Apparently, Kevin was quite famous internationally, and after graduating high school, he received admission offers from several top-tier universities.

Yet he chose to self-study technology at home, later spreading internet worms and tampering with bank ATMs, with many other small deeds to his name.

However, justice was served, and Kevin was eventually apprehended by the police and imprisoned. At that time, many people inquired how he ended up in jail.

Yet, this made Kevin even more famous, and he had already received invitations from several companies before his release.

Later on, Jiang Hai's cousin, through a friend from study abroad, made a considerable effort to recruit Kevin, bringing this egotistical yet truly skilled man into the company.

The man with glasses was his assistant, responsible for managing Kevin's meals, accommodation, and other affairs.

This person was living quite well in China, enjoying the most beautiful women from nightclubs and eating only the finest cuisine, with ingredients flown in.

But Jiang Hai also knew this man had done a lot for his cousin, including securing a bid last time with absolute advantage and minimal cost.

All of this was thanks to Kevin.

Even though speaking about it might breach the law, who would ever know?

Thinking about this, Jiang Hai felt even more confident in Kevin.

Perhaps as he said, using a bull's knife to kill a chicken.

Regardless of who Yue Qingqing's side got, it would all be a disgrace at best.

Very soon, Jiang Hai brought Kevin and the assistant to the student council's computer room.

Kevin sat in front of the computer, revealing a cat-and-mouse smile, and said in English.

"Let me see which poor little thing it is."

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