"Boss, we have sent all the details to you. Also, the young man had gone offline immediately he was done and we still can't reach him this instant." Lu Bo, one of the six Lu guards who Qin Yichen and also the one that served as his eyes for the technology team of Qin Corporation reported to him the next day.
"You can track his IP address and I'll take the details and get his background details." Qin Yichen said as he stared at the art painting in his living room and then placed his cellphone back into his pocket.
With a cup of coffee in hand, this had very quickly become an habit for him. Every morning for the past one week since he left, he would stand there and look at the painting that Rong Yue made.
It was almost as if staring at the picture helped him reconnect with his little girl.
He pulled out his phone and then went to a certain contact. "Yue"
