Conquering your Love

EP 33'S

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After a casual dinner with Hans and LiLian's grandmother, Lana leaves for her apartment because it's been a bit of a night.

His relationship with Hans was currently getting better than before. Hans became more polite and normal, not harassing himself anymore.

But before Hans goes home, Hans gives Lana a USB stick containing the data. Hans said some suspicious data was already inside the USB.

So the curious Lana spent the night opening and perusing the contents of the USB. Sometimes he felt desperate to find a dead end. Until Lana looked for a site that listed the list of information, the surface of which is nothing more than advice about the best sites to find information about UFOs-space objects. But one of those email addresses displayed information that happened to be similar to material he had printed from Hans USB, which most likely had something to do with the drug network. Lana opens site after site, but finds nothing but nonsense about a possible landing place and date.

Most sites contain a full page of data, but the latter contains only one page of information. Surprisingly the information was so concise, and the places mentioned were all in a certain region that was indeed a country known for drug trafficking.

It was two o'clock in the morning, and Lana was so sleepy that she began to laugh at her own shortcomings. But when he saw the last site suddenly he felt the numbers and landing places listed there seemed to make sense. He quickly printed a page about the UFO landing site information.

The list implies one particular pattern. So clear that Lana immediately understood. He grabbed a pencil and a notebook and started writing down the numbers. From there, he quickly turned it into a letter. The letters form an email address.

Lana reconnects to her ISP and changes her identity to prevent digital traces. Then he used the hacker's tools to find the source of the email address. The email came from a foreign server and connected directly to one of the cities in the "P" country near the border with the "K" country". Lana records the information without taking any risks by storing it on the hardware, and hurriedly leaves.

He folded a sheet of paper full of that information because he didn't want to leave anything on his computer that could be accessed if he was online and stored it in a bag. He smiled sleepily as he crawled into bed while yawning widely. Hans thought, would be impressed. Gradually, the girl's eyes closed perfectly in the darkness of the night.

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In fact, Hans was unable to speak. He stared at the numbers in his car in the parking lot on his way to lunch. Her eyes met Lana's eyes and she shook her head.

"It's amazing" Hans .

"They are very good at hiding information." Lana said.

"Not that! Your results," Hans hurriedly corrected. "It's a high-quality result, Lana. Really high quality. I can't think of anyone else who could do this any better."

"Thank you" said Lana.

"But you're just Ryan's clerk or administrative assistant" Hans said with a disgust that he couldn't cover up. "He should work for you."

Lana giggles at Ryan carrying a notebook and a ballpoint pen, then sits cross-legged behind a skirt, in front of Lana's desk. "He won't fit."

"You're not fit to do the job you're doing right now" Hans said. "If the case is settled, I'd like you to consider changing jobs. Any tech company would be proud to hire you."

Except for your main company, Inner Lana, but do not say it out loud. Hans' praise was already quite valuable. "Maybe I'll do it." he said without expecting much.

"I will make the most of this information" Hans said as he slipped the sheet into the pocket of his suit. "Where do you want to eat?" he added.

"Where do your bosses usually eat?"

"Ryan?!" Lana blinked in surprise. "If his girlfriend is here, he usually goes to a Chinese restaurant, Panda. It's three blocks after the northern freeway" he added.

"I know the place. What's her lover like?"

Lana shrugged her shoulders. " She's dark-skinned, very pretty and chic. He's the district marketing manager in charge of the entire southwest region. He oversees our sales force. Shouldn't you have met him at special meetings?" ask Lana.

"Hmmm, when meetings are usually I just read the reports and listen to them while I'm explaining. I rarely see them, especially women. Because some of them, even openly trying to seduce me in the meeting." Hans explained.

"Do you like Chinese food?" ask Hans.

"Feel the truth, yes. But sometimes I eat food from cans or frozen food, it does not taste as good as real cooking. It doesn't feel the same!"

"No, not."

"Usually you like to make me dimsum for breakfast." commented Lana, then bit her own tongue as it directly admitted that she remembered Hans' favorite food.

"Yes. You once made me that mum at four in the morning, the day my father died. Sasha was crying and no one woke up. I just came from abroad and didn't even have time for dinner. You heard me fussing in the kitchen trying to make sandwiches" Hans recalled with an unusual gentle smile. "You wake up and start cooking. Without saying a word." Hans added.

"You put the plate in front of me, poured some coffee and just walked away. I couldn't even make a sound at that moment because I was in a slump with my father's departure. I lost my father and you know it. I never understood why it could be like that."

"I don't either" Lana admitted. He looked out the window. The day was cold and drizzling. The city looks foggy. That's not surprising. It's usually like that.

"What exactly does Ryan have that gets you hooked?" hans asked suddenly.

"Ryan's? Well, he's kind and supportive, he always makes others feel good about themselves. I like being with him. She. I don't know."

"Poor." Hans repeated, deliberately making the word sound insulting. He turned into the parking lot at the Chinese restaurant.

"You asked," said Lana.

Hans turned off his car engine and turned to Lana's arab "Hopefully God won't allow a woman to find me comfortable!"

"That must have required a miracle" said sweet Lana and removed her seatbelt.

Hans just laughed out loud at Lana's words.