Spoil the Great Lady

He Nian took a look. It was fine. Her car happened to be next to him.

Also, what are you smiling, don't think she didn't see it!

Depressed back to his car.

Chu Zhixuan, on the contrary, as if nothing had happened before, sat in the driver's seat, looked at her calm look, and chuckled, "By the way, how is the cake today?"

He Nian likes this better, "It's delicious...Where did you buy it?"

Chu Zhixuan just smiled. He honked the horn and attracted He Nian's gaze. Then he put his hand on the car window and replied slowly: "Buddha said, don't talk, don't talk."

He Nian, "..."

Depend on!

She gritted her teeth, then picked up the phone and sent a message to Xie Cainv.

He Nian: Buddha said, don't talk, don't talk?

Xie Wenqing returned quickly.

Xie Cainv: From Beiben's "Greater Nirvana Sutra" Volume 21, there are six things that cannot be said about the birth and non-birth of all dharmas. , No birth, no birth, no birth, no birth, no birth, no birth.

He Nian threw the phone directly onto the passenger seat, stepped on the accelerator lightly, and drove away.

When I went back, I found Xie Wenqing sent another sentence later.

Xie Cainv: Rich and poor, rich and poor, rising and falling. But love is like a moon, and it is difficult to catch the water. I asked the Buddha countless times in the middle of the night: I love each other day by day, and when I accumulate thousands of hardships, can I slash it with a sword? The Buddha said: Don't talk, don't talk.

Acacia day by day, a thousand years of suffering can be achieved by swinging a sword... Will the Buddha understand this?

He Nian raised his eyebrows, threw away the phone, and poured the dumplings into the pot.

Hypocritical.

In the next few days, He Nian was busy with the engine, and the time for the scum game was getting less and less. Although he was troubled by a lot of data, he had a very fulfilling life.

The people on the 48th floor are very dedicated, and almost no one is lazy and gagging. Even Wang Meng on the opposite side is drawing manuscripts. He Nian bit his cup and looked at the game interface on his computer desktop, wondering if he was too shameless?

The internal phone rang suddenly, she put down the cup and picked up the phone.

"Hey, hello, I am 1581 Ho Nian."

"Xiao He, this is Assistant Chen."

"Assistant Chen, do you have anything to do with me?" He Nian brows his brows, holding the microphone in his left hand, minimizing the game interface, then turning on the programmer, pretending to be calm and continuing to tap on the keyboard.

Don't be guilty.

"The president is not in the company recently, and you have sent your report directly to me. By the way, there is also the project proposal from last week. Send me another copy."

"Okay, I know."

He Nian hung up the phone and retrieved the data that Assistant Chen wanted from a lot of documents, and found that Wang Meng was looking at her intently.

His eyes were too hot to ignore, He Nian sighed, "What's the matter?"

"Tell me honestly, are you a relative of Assistant Chen?" Wang Meng got up and put his hands on the table, staring sharply at He Nian.

"Why do you think that?" He Nian pushed his glasses.

"Otherwise, why would he be looking for you in two days, and on the first day he sent you to work, he also praised you at the Monday regular meeting..." Wang Meng said a lot with his fingers in Balabala, see He Nianna didn't listen at all and couldn't help being angry.

"Fuck, you just listen to me!"

He Nian rubbed his sore ears, raised his head from the keyboard, and narrowed his eyes, "I said, I don't know him well."

Wang Meng, "..."

"Really?" Wang Meng sat down on the stool, his chin knocked on the cup, weak.

He Nian touched his chin, "Sister Meng, why do you suddenly ask me this?"

Wang Meng changed his face, "Ah, I'm going to drink water, do you want to?"

Then, regardless of whether there was water in He Nian's cup, he took two cups and stepped on high heels to the rest room outside.

He Nian looked thoughtfully at her back, and finally bowed his head and typed on the keyboard.

She found the software downloaded from the hacker forum last time from the folder, dragged it onto the page, then sneaked into the company's system secretly, and controlled the computer of the 48-layer network editing department.

In the studio of the programming department, a large group of people were horrified to find that their computer suddenly went black. A few seconds later, it suddenly turned on. A file transfer dialog box appeared on the desktop. At this moment, no matter what commands they input, they are useless. .

A group of arrogant men who took the computer in their own hands suddenly discovered that the computer was out of their control.

What a terrible thing is this?

For a time, people panic.

"Song Hui, see what's wrong, you won't be attacked by hackers!" In the studio, a group of people gathered around Song Hui, chatting and discussing.

Song Hui has always been their backbone, and when something happens, everyone will naturally look for him.

The project they just completed, as well as the later outline materials are all in it, if they are hacked, then their year of hard work will be wasted!

"I don't know, I'll go to Leader He and ask." Song Hui was typing a series of commands and pressing the enter key, but it was useless and could not prevent the download of the file. He frowned, "I don't know. Isn’t that the case with other computers in the company.”

"Even you don't know what to do, what's the use of looking for her!" A young girl thumped off the table hard and said angrily, her complexion a little pale.

If the information is leaked in the hands of their network organization, they will not be able to compensate for the compensation lawsuit in their next life!

The network marshalling office is in chaos. Some are calling the company's security department, some are looking for a 48-level manager, and some are typing codes to try to stop it.

"We have no other choice but to find her." Song Hui tapped on the keyboard irritably.

This was the first time this happened to the company's computer. He was pretty sure that the computer was controlled by a master, but he didn't know who it was.

Could it be the opponent of the exclusive group?

"Look, it's good again!" Suddenly, a person exclaimed.

"It should be the software passed to us by the company."

Song Hui saw that the computer had returned to normal, and there was an additional icon on the desktop. This icon was in the shape of a black hole and was twice the size of the other icons.

Song Hui knew this icon. Last month, it suddenly appeared on a download site on the hacker forum, which aroused a lot of web editors' crazy pursuit. The link to the site is this software.

But that hacker website is not accessible to everyone, only those professional masters can get an exclusive account.

And those who get this software will not share it.

Ordinary people are even more eager and out of reach.

Could it be that the president found someone to buy this software?

Song Hui can only think so now.

I seem to have forgotten, the innocent figure sitting in the office of the network editing department.

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[Acacia day by day, a thousand years into hardships, can it be cut with a sword? ] Chu Boss is enough, laughing and crying

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It seems to be bashing, a bit sad, but it’s okay, just stay with me O(∩_∩)O~

There are a lot of manuscripts for articles, there are really many, and I will not slack off just because they are public articles.

You are my responsibility.

Do not abandon, do not give up.

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