The man turned his head and took a glance, with no expression on his face, then immediately turned back, muttering to himself: "Wait a minute."

  Ding Hailong didn't think much of it, turned his head and said to Muyang, "This guy's surname is Lü, nicknamed Old Donkey, my middle school classmate. Later he went to university, University of Science and Technology, unlike me, I stopped after high school and started doing business on my own."

  Ding Hailong spoke in a voice that was not at all soft, completely unafraid of being heard by the person involved.

  Mu Yang was at a loss for words, thinking to himself, "Are you praising me or mocking me? You're just a high school graduate running a large military supplies store, while Old Lü is a top student who only runs a small electronics repair shop. I don't even know how to chat with you anymore."

  The room was cluttered with stuff all over the place, not even a spot to stand, so Ding Hailong and Mu Yang could only stand there watching Old Lyu fiddle with the electrical components in his hands.

  Lao Lü's hands were very gentle, using tweezers to hold a grain-sized object, then lightly touching it with the soldering iron, and the solder joint was very smooth. It can be seen that Lao Lü's craftsmanship is not bragging, although Mu Yang doesn't understand these things much, but he has some insight into people, Lao Lü absolutely belongs to the type of person who is not good at socializing, but has skills, a tech house type.

  "What's up?" Old Lü shut off the welding torch and removed his goggles, turning to ask.

  "Buy something with you."

  "What?"

  "That kind of fine camera monitor should be compact and multi-functional."

  "What else can it do besides recording audio and video as well as taking pictures?" Old Lü asked in puzzlement.

  "At this time, Mu Yang interrupted and said, 'Having those three functions is enough, mainly stealth, the harder to be discovered the better.'"

  Lao Lü didn't waste any words either, found a box, took out a hat and said: "How about this one?"

  There is a camera hole in the middle of the hat, which can be used as a camera platform with the head. It comes with recording function. There is a remote control for remote photography, after all, the pixels of photography and video are different.

  Such design is much better than those things Mu Yang saw in the market.

  Mo Yang tried it on, but he felt that if he entered the company with a hat on, it would be a bit out of place, unless he was delivering express mail. Otherwise, who wears a hat inside the company?

  "Is there anything else? Something more specific." Murong Yang asked tentatively.

  Lao Lü didn't waste any words and found another box. After opening it, inside were several button-like objects, a remote control, and a small black box the size of a cigarette case.

  Lao Lü picked up one of the buttons and said, "This button has a built-in camera and microphone, as well as a photo-taking function. This is an external power supply and receiving device, which can be placed on the body, and the wires can be sewn into the lining of the clothes."

  "The imported camera, 5 million pixels, is enough for use. The battery can be charged and replaced. It can record video for three hours at a time and audio for ten hours. There's an external storage card, which can be replaced when it's full," said Old Lü.

  "What about those?" Muyang pointed at the other buttons in the box and asked.

  "These are just ordinary buttons, made to match the clothes with different buttons, otherwise there would only be one button on the clothes that is different, wouldn't it be out of place?" Old Lü explained.

  It seems that this old Lü is quite meticulous, absolutely unlike his rough and rustic appearance.

  This set of things makes Mu Yang very satisfied, enough for his own use. "How much money? You name a price."

  "I'm not cheating you, I disassembled a brand new phone and modified it into this thing. The original price of that phone was over 6,000 yuan, plus some other parts and labor costs, so give me 12,000 yuan." Old Lü said.

  Mu Yang didn't haggle and directly took out 12,000. He left with a satisfied heart carrying the item.

  Back home, Muyang experimented with it for a while and found that this thing was indeed useful. The camera hole was only 2 millimeters in diameter, and the recording hole was just a small one-millimeter hole. No one could see it, but this thing was actually a surveillance device.

  Next is to find a breakthrough and infiltrate into the company on the first day to investigate.

  Mu Yang thought of many ways, but he felt they were all too troublesome. The more direct the method, the simpler and more effective it was. A hint of a cold smile appeared on Mu Yang's face.

  A group of men and women walked out of a KTV entrance, chatting and laughing.

  "Mr. Hongbei, you've had quite a bit of wine, can you drive by yourself?" a heavily made-up young woman asked.

  "What's this? Wanting to send me back? I'm honored." The already slightly intoxicated Hirokazu and the woman joked.

  "Let Meimei send you back, her driving skills are quite good."

  "You know this too, have you ever driven a car like yours."

  "I'm not worthy of that honor, Meimei has very high standards."

  "You're afraid Meimei will knock you down with her small body." The crowd burst into laughter.

  "You dare to mock me, let's see if you have the guts to continue drinking tonight and watch as I drink all of you stinky men under the table." The woman named Meimei replied fearlessly.

  "Alright, I'm leaving, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Hongbei Yongye shook the car keys in his hand and turned to leave.

  "Mr. Hongbei, don't you really need me to see you off?" Meimei asked persistently.

  "Never mind, see you tomorrow."

  "Hmph, you think you can lure me with such low-level methods? This set is outdated and only makes me sick. If you don't bring out the real deal, that contract won't be signed easily."

  He walked to the large parking lot, in a relatively dark corner, found his own car, and opened the door. As he sat down on the driver's seat, a faint light appeared inside the car. Without thinking, he glanced at the rearview mirror, and was suddenly frightened to the point where all the pores on his body were standing on end.

  A figure appeared in the rearview mirror, and due to the dim light inside the car, it was not clear, but Hongbei Yongdai was sure that it was indeed a human figure. The baseball cap was pressed very low, and the large brim covered his entire face, making it impossible to see his features.

  Huang Beiyong felt a sense of unease at this moment, as if there was a thorn on his back. His left hand quietly reached for the door handle.

  "If I were you, I'd behave myself, otherwise what awaits you will be an even more severe punishment."

  A low voice spoke out these few words in Japanese.

  Hirokazu Kitano was taken aback, and to his surprise, the other person was Japanese. Wasn't this a robbery or kidnapping? Was it the company that found him or the organization? "Excuse me, sir, is there something I can help you with?" Hirokazu Kitano tried to calm himself down, asking in a slightly trembling voice.

  He had just finished saying this sentence when he suddenly felt a numbness in his body and then fainted.

  Muyang pulled him into the back seat of the car, threw him onto the seat, climbed into the driver's seat himself, and started the car.

  The car drove out of the parking lot, and that group of men and women were still waving goodbye to Hongbei Yongye's car.