After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Chapter 15 The vulture is fine, the key is that the sister is no longer there
Song Lingxiao, chairman of Keystar Group, was invited to attend the green energy conference held by Yzhou and was interviewed by reporters.

Song Lingxiao, chairman of Keystar Group, was invited to attend the Yzhou Financial Conference and delivered a speech advocating green energy and win-win cooperation.

Song Lingyan browsed the official website one by one. Looking at the photos of her tall, upright, mature and steady brother, she could not help but blur her eyes with tears.

That was the eldest brother, the one who loved her the most, who supported, protected and pampered her unconditionally.

Ever since she was a child, she has never been a red-faced eldest brother who was reluctant to yell at her.

She really wanted to call him big brother again...

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The picture on the screen flashed, and the eyes went dark. The official website of Key Star Group suddenly turned into a black screen.

Song Lingyan's momentum suddenly changed, and she quickly tapped the keyboard with her ten fingers, launching a counterattack against the mastermind behind the attack on the official website.

Time passed by minute by minute, and her fingers seemed to be flying on the keyboard, so fast that her movements could hardly be seen.

Located on the other side of the earth, in the basement of an unknown city, the culprit's computer suddenly turned into a black screen, with two capital letters clearly appearing on it - KO!

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Magic City SH, Keystar Group Headquarters.

The two assistants to the president were wiping cold sweat, and from time to time glanced at the emperor-like young man sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with trembling eyes.

Song Lingxiao leaned on the back of the chair, her miraculous beauty exuding an indescribable coldness and indifference.

The neatly trimmed forehead hair covered her beautiful eyebrows and the flash of sadness in her eyes.

Ever since he learned the news of his sister's death a month ago, there has never been a smile on his face.

The entire Yaoxing Group was filled with low pressure because of the bad mood of the CEO. Even the stray dog ​​adopted by Special Assistant Wu sensed something was wrong and walked on tiptoes, not daring to make any sound.

A phone ringtone with a touching melody broke the silence of the office.

Assistant Wu was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone on the ground.

Fortunately, Assistant Li Te had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he quickly slid open the answer button and saved him.

"Hey."

Assistant Wu held up his cell phone and lowered his voice, not daring to make a sound.

"What? Solved?"

After a while, he didn't know what he heard again, and his voice suddenly rose an octave, which shocked Assistant Li with his heart pounding.

"Chairman, the official website has been restored."

Assistant Wu hung up the phone and announced the good news to the CEO with excitement.

"Recovered so quickly?"

Assistant Li was in disbelief, and even Song Lingxiao's slightly raised eyebrows were a bit surprised.

"The staff of the Ministry of Information said that someone was secretly helping."

Assistant Wu's eyes shone with excitement: "Judging from the counterattack method, it is exactly the same as the mysterious hacker Vulture who helped us before."

"What did you say? Vulture?"

Song Lingxiao turned her head sharply to look at him, murderous intent bursting out of her eyes.

"Yes, yes, the people from the Ministry of Information said it."

Special Assistant Wu was so frightened by the CEO's intimidating gaze that he shrank his neck in fear and stuttered gorgeously.

"Chairman."

Assistant Li stood up and asked, "Is there something wrong with this vulture? He has been helping us secretly, and he has no ill intentions."

There's no problem with the vulture, the key is that my sister is gone!

The base exploded and his poor sister was completely dead.

There is only one name, engraved alone on the Heroes Monument.

His heart hurt so much that it almost tore apart.

When I think of my sister, I feel so filled with hatred that I wish I could throw a missile and send all those terrorists to hell. ~

"Chairman, do we still need to investigate the person who secretly helped us this time?"

Assistant Wu suppressed his legs that were shaking from time to time, and asked tremblingly: "The Ministry of Information said that the other party's IP address was traced to Binhai City, and the signal was cut off, so we can't go any further."

"check!"

Song Lingxiao closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the murderous aura in her eyes had disappeared, and she regained her former shrewdness and wisdom.

"No matter what the cost, I have to find this person. I want to know all his information, including his true identity."

"Yes."

Assistant Wu rushed to agree and took the opportunity to leave the president's office.

"You go out too."

Song Lingxiao waved his hand and lowered his eyelids, making it difficult for people to see his emotions clearly.

"Yes."

Assistant Li felt like he was being pardoned and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Song Lingxiao heard the door closing, raised her head, and looked at a photo on her desk.

The girl in the photo has bright eyes and white teeth, flying freely.

Her younger sister is smart and independent from a young age.

She said that she did not want to be a flower raised in a greenhouse, but an eagle soaring for nine days.

He smiled and asked why the eagle named himself vulture.

She said that either she would not fly, or if she wanted to fly, she would have to be the most ferocious and biggest bird in the sky.

She wants to dominate the sky, and no one dares to bully her.

"A vulture..."

Song Lingxiao's ears were filled with the words of the Information Department staff. Looking at the girl in the photo, a complicated and indistinguishable light flashed in her eyes.

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Binhai No. [-] Middle School is a low-ranking public high school located in the old town of Binhai.

The students who attend No. [-] Middle School are all students who are stuck in the high school score line and cannot go to a good high school. Their parents are not interested and are unwilling to spend money to send their children to expensive private schools.

Most of the high school students in Thirty Middle School do not aim to enter a first-class university.

You can earn a high school diploma and work outside the province, or you can continue to earn a bachelor's degree, get a college degree, and rely on your parents' connections to enter a factory or even work in a state-owned enterprise.

The original owner, Song Lingyan, was not very bright, and her scumbag adoptive father was not willing to spend money on her, so she signed up for a training class and hired a teacher to tutor her.

I have relied on rote learning since I was a child, and finally got into high school with my excellence in liberal arts.

The students in Thirty Middle School are from a poor background, their grades are not good, and their teachers are not attentive to their teaching.

Over the years, a vicious cycle has been created, resulting in lower and lower admission rates and a worse reputation for the school, to the point where it has become the worst high school that is despised by everyone in Binhai.

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No. [-] Middle School is far from the refinery dormitory. There is no direct bus and it takes more than an hour to transfer there.

The school did not have dormitories, so the original owner had to get up early and stay late every day, traveling back and forth between home and school in all weathers.

On the night of the accident, she was bullied at school and was in a daze. She failed to pay attention to the red light when changing buses, and was hit by a car and lost her life.

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Song Lingyan was determined to exercise and chose to ride a motorcycle to school instead of taking the bus.

Wearing her school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, she followed the navigation guidance and rode her bicycle through the streets.

In late April, the weather was neither hot nor cold, and there were many students riding bicycles to school.

Of course, most of them are electric cars or cool motorcycles.

(End of this chapter)