Zhan had just finished one of his assignments when the doorbell rang and shortly afterwards Sia screamed like crazy and called for Zhan: "Boss! Oh my God! Boss come here!" Zhan wondered what could have happened, rushed from his office to the entrance area and stopped. He looked around in confusion as he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.

"Damn. What's going on?" He asked Sia, who was bouncing excitedly.

Sia grinned, went to the door, opened it and said, "Tada!"

"Hey Yibo, come in." Said Zhan and Sia's jaw dropped.

"What? How? Huh?" She asked, looking at Zhan as blankly as a three-year-old child who has been told that the cartoon characters he likes don't really exist. But Zhan just shrugged his shoulders without explaining. Because he still had no idea how to explain it.

Yibo held out his hand to Sia and tried not to laugh as she walked very slowly and hesitantly towards him, shook his hand and then suppressed a shriek as she said, "I'll never wash this hand again." Then she walked back to her workstation as if befuddled by some illegal substance and stared at her hand.

Sia stood behind the registration desk and asked, "So Mr. Wang, what can I do for you?"

"Um Sia, you've got it wrong. Yibo is not here to hire me." Said Zhan, hastily looking for an explanation as to why Yibo would always be with Zhan in the coming days or maybe weeks.

"What do you mean, boss?" She asked.

Yibo seemed to recognize Zhan's distress and intervened. The practiced liar said, "I'm doing an internship with Zhan. He and I met recently after my concert and when he told me what his job was, I immediately asked him if he could teach me a few things. Because there's a casting for a series coming up that's about a graphic designer. And I'd like to introduce myself there and show off a bit of knowledge. They always like to see that."

"Oh, I see." Sia said enthusiastically.

"That doesn't bother you, does it?" Asked Yibo.

Sia shook her head vigorously. "No, not at all! I'm happy about it. And hey, boss? You're lucky that I'm such a good and lovely assistant. If it wasn't for me, I would have spread the word on all my social networks that the idol Wang Yibo is working as an intern for my boss."

"That's why I'm keeping you. Because I know I can trust my sweety, my dear assistant." Zhan replied with a grin and rubbed her hair a little.

"What's going on with you two?" Yibo asked, confused.

"Oh, nothing. We're just fooling around. We just get on really well." Explained Zhan.

"Yes, I can see that. Um, Zhan? I need to talk to you about something in private." Yibo said and went ahead to Zhan's office. But not before he too had messed up Sia's hair a little. She laughed and then went back to her tax form.

Zhan sat down on his office chair while Yibo made himself comfortable on the edge of the desk. "Do you actually know the idol Jackson Wang?" Yibo asked, trying not to let his excitement show.

"Yes, of course. Who doesn't know him?" Zhan replied, leaning back in his office chair and looking closely at Yibo once again. Although he was slowly getting used to having Yibo around, he still couldn't calm his heart as soon as he looked at him or simply heard his sexy voice. But at least he managed to stop blushing as soon as his and Yibo's eyes met.

"Well now. I hereby solemnly announce that Agent Jackson Wang is now also in charge of the "Isla Isari" mission and is working with my team." Yibo beamed with joy.

Zhan sat up straight and asked, "That Jackson Wang? Damn, how many more superstars are secretly working for you guys?"

"Aren't you happy?"

"Oh yes, I am. I'm delighted. I think he's good. But he's no match for you, at least in my eyes."

"Ahem... so I... so..." Yibo stuttered, cleared his throat and tried again. "So when you meet him, it's not as an idol, it's as an agent. And he's better than me in that matter. He's had a few more missions than me. And of us young agents, he's the only one who's been able to complete his missions faster and successfully."

"Hey, are you a fan of his?" Asked Zhan, who hadn't missed Yibo's obvious admiration for Jackson Wang.

"A fan? Me? No, of course not. But I really appreciate him as a colleague and take him as a role model."

"Uh-huh."

"What uh-huh?"

"Well, I don't know. Just uh-huh." Zhan said. Yibo's words and his obvious admiration for Jackson Wang sparked something in Zhan that he would not have thought was possible. He was jealous. Zhan was sure that this had not been Yibo's intention. But Zhan was still jealous and wished that Yibo would shine like this when he spoke of Zhan.

"Mhhh, I thought you would be more happy. At least I'm happy. He's really great. He's super nice and really cool."

Zhan gritted his teeth and didn't know what to say. But then he thought of something. With a nasty smile, he said: "Well, I'm curious to see how Isko reacts to him. Or that woman." Zhan didn't understand what Yibo had against Isko, but he saw that it worked when Yibo's expression darkened.

Yibo exhaled angrily, took a deep breath and counted to three. In his mind, he said to himself >> Three, two one, one two three, nothing makes me angry. << Then he looked at Zhan, smiled a sinister smile and asked, "Don't you want to hear the other news? Or would you rather piss me off by talking about that guy again instead?" He squeezed the last words out between his teeth, because the anger, which he had never experienced before in this intensity and manner, was about to erupt again.

Zhan had hit the bull's eye with his vicious attack on Yibo. But when he saw how angry Yibo was, he felt sorry again. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you so angry." He said quietly and guiltily.

Yibo leaned over to Zhan, so close that Zhan could feel his hot breath, which smelled of spermint, on his face. "Don't do that again." Yibo replied in a threatening voice.

"I can't promise that. But I'll try to be nicer." Zhan hoped that if he was being silly again, Yibo would quickly calm down.

Yibo stared at Zhan and suddenly burst out laughing. He nudged Zhan's nose with his right index finger and his train of thought unintentionally escaped him: "Man, you're just too cute. How can I stay mad at you for long?" It was only when he had already said this out loud that Yibo realized. He blushed slightly and added: "Do you want to know what the other news is now?"

"Sure." Replied Zhan, completely perplexed by Yibo calling him cute.

"Well, the top management sat down and thought about how they could thank you appropriately for your cooperation. And the result was VVIP status for you."

Yibo grinned when he saw Zhan's confused look and explained to Zhan what the advantages of this status were. Of course, Zhan was also immediately excited and was already looking forward to seeing where the agency was and what it really looked like.

"And then there's something else. Agent Nax had a suspicion after Mrs. Isari wanted to know so much about your family background. She suspected that Mrs. Isari might be your biological mother. She ordered a maternity test, but it came back negative."

"Okay, that's good to know. But Yibo? Where did she get my DNA? How did she get it?"

"I wonder that too. I didn't know she saved your DNA either. And I don't know how or when she did it either."

"I have a hunch. I doubt she took the DNA sample from me. Back at university, there was a student who was diagnosed with blood cancer. All the students volunteered to be tested to see if anyone could donate bone marrow to him. We were asked if they could put us in the donor file and were told that the blood samples would be kept for 10 years. But I can't remember why. The fact is, it's been less than 10 years and she could have the DNA sample from there."

"Well, you could easily find out by calling them and asking if they still have your blood sample and if anyone wanted access to it."

"I'll give them a call." Zhan said. He looked up the phone number on the Internet and called them. He was put through to the relevant laboratory, explained his request and then one of the doctors, who took the extra time to answer his call, told him that a strange woman from a secret government agency had come and demanded the blood sample be handed over. "She identified herself to you as an agent?" Zhan asked in astonishment.

"Yes sir. After my staff refused to hand over the blood sample without a court order, she came to me, held her ID card under my nose and explained that it was a matter of national security and that she was authorized to take the blood sample without a court order. I covered myself by calling our lawyer on duty and when he told me I could give her the blood sample, I gave it to her. But that wasn't the only blood sample she asked for. She wanted seven more blood samples." The doctor explained.

"My blood sample and seven more? Do you remember whose they were?"

"Yes, of course. But I can't tell you the names because of data protection. Or do you also work as a secret agent?"

"Mhhh, no, not me. But there's someone here who does. I'll switch to video call and then he can show you his badge."

"Okay, good." Said the doctor.

Zhan switched to the video call and Yibo identified himself as an agent from the same agency as Agent Nax. The doctor thought for a moment, then gave them the other names and their birthdays, as the doctor noticed that these 7 and Zhan had birthdays close together. They thanked the doctor and ended the call. "So, do you know any of the others?" Yibo wanted to know.

"No, unfortunately not. But isn't it strange that she asked for the blood samples of the students who all have birthdays at the beginning of October?" Zhan asked.

"Yes, that is indeed strange. Unfortunately, I can't just ask her about it. She is my team leader and is much higher in rank than me. "

"Then why can't you ask her about it?"

"Because according to the rules, only agents above her are allowed to do that."

"Such a stupid rule."

"Right."

"Well, so you know Yibo? I'm hungry now and I want something to eat. What do you say we order something for lunch and then talk about this again when we're full? Because right now I'm too hungry to think." Zhan said and was once again amazed at how easy it had become for him to lie.

Zhan just couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong with this Agent Nax. She was behaving strangely. And Zhan suddenly wasn't sure whether it was a good idea to talk about her in his office. Yibo said that there were no listening devices in Zhan's office. But was that true? After all, Agent Nax didn't seem to let Yibo in on everything. Like the thing with the blood samples. And who knows what else she was doing without the knowledge of Yibo and his teammates?

Without Zhan knowing it, Yibo had the same thoughts. He had always had complete trust in Agent Nax, but that trust was beginning to crumble. He wondered what else Agent Nax was hiding from him and his colleagues? And why was she doing anything secretly at all? But most of all, he wondered what she wanted with those blood samples and why she was starting to act so strangely?

Finally, Zhan ordered lunch for himself, Yibo and Sia, who also stayed in the office and didn't meet her fiancé for lunch this time. He was in Shanghai and wouldn't be back for another two days.