Qiao Jing briefly explained.
"Cleaning up that photo taken by the paparazzi, a simple program can be set up to track who has saved the photo and automatically delete it."
She didn't want to show her face in public, not even just a candid photo.
She was just an ordinary citizen of the capital, not wanting to get involved in so many other matters.
When Zhan Nanqing heard the words "a simple program," she was greatly shocked and remained blank for several seconds before speaking.
"Oh..."
To Qiao Jing, those words seemed as casual as typing a few letters ordinarily.
Now, in Qiao Jing's eyes, she was someone who couldn't even type letters.
How could her sister-in-law be so proficient in so many things?
It was like she was even more formidable than the big shots.
To avoid further "humiliating" herself, Zhan Nanqing hurried back to her job and worked diligently.
Inside Nantai Apartment.
After Qiao Jing returned home, she found Zhan Qipei had, as always, prepared dinner.
