Three days later, on the morning of a warm sunshine, Paul stood outside Mr. Pego's office, a printed report in his hand.

There are some glaring errors in the report, on the first and last pages, respectively, and at the level of Mr. Pego, if nothing else, can be discovered, which Paul deliberately left. For stupid people, it often takes some illusory face.

Paul knocked lightly on the door, and after receiving a response from Mr. Pego, he twisted the handle and pushed the door in.

In a large boss's chair, Mr. Pego was resting with his eyes closed, a cigarette in his mouth, and his right leg resting on his left knee. He reclined in his chair and wore an earthy gray outfit that matched his long gray face. Sports news was playing on the computer, and the excited narrator spoke in a high-pitched voice that spoke at a blistering speed, as if it were an anti-aircraft gun firing bullets.

When Paul walked in, he didn't move, just rolled the cigarette in his mouth with his tongue, his dark gray eyes still staring at the screen.

"Mr. Peigo, this is the report you want, please take a look at it. Paul placed the report in front of him and bent down respectfully.

"Okay, let's put it somewhere first, I'll take a look. Peigo turned down the volume on the computer, reached over with his right hand, touched the report, and opened it casually.

Sure enough, as his eyebrows raised, he pointed to one of them and said, "How can such a simple mistake occur?"

Paul leaned his head over and bowed his head, "I'm sorry, it was my mistake." Thank you. ”

Later, Mr. Pego found several more mistakes----- all of which Paul had deliberately made, and his expression became more smug, more arrogant, and condescending.

There were a few more mistakes, which were missed, but they were enough to have the desired effect, because Paul saw that Pego's face was cloudless.

Paul bowed his head, tried to listen to his arguments, and then said, "Mr. Pego, I would like to ask you for a favor. ”

Pei Ge was stunned for a moment, perhaps he did not expect that the doctor, who had always been arrogant, could beg him, and immediately showed a false look of concern, "Well, I have always cared for young people. ”

Paul continued: "I have encountered some small difficulties in my scientific research project now, and I would like to ask you for more guidance," Paul paused for a few seconds, "If you can be the host, it would be the best, and I, as your assistant, will feel more confident." ”

"How can I ......" Before he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, but more joy.

"The project is basically done, mainly because I don't know the bottom of my heart, so I need you to check it. Paul said busily.

"Well, it makes a lot of sense to say that. Peigo's brow furrowed again, and a smile hung on his lips.

"It's a little bit lacking. ”

"What's missing?"

"We still need to add some experimental data, our company has it, but I don't know if we can get it?"

"I can't get data for the project I host, who else?"

"Thank you, your level is so high, and I am so happy to have your leadership. When Paul finished speaking, he felt like throwing up.

"What experimental data?"

"It's about the gene model of tumor dissimilarization. ”

"Oh, it's a bit difficult, these top-secret materials are stored in the basement. ”

"It's all right, Mr. Peigo, I really can't get it, just leave some regrets, or I'll go to the manager, maybe he has a good idea." ”

Hearing this, Pei Ge slapped the table, "What kind of manager are you looking for, I can do this!"

"That's great, I knew you could. Paul said happily that he didn't even want to go to the manager.

Under normal circumstances, after approval, only the technical directors of each department can enter the archives in the basement and inquire about classified materials, which are classified as top secret, and even Peigo does not have the right to inspect them.

Two days ago, Paul cracked the key of the top-secret file and inquired about the data file of the respiratory virus-like gene reset model, which was placed in the same direction as the experimental data of the tumor dissimilation gene model. The data of tumor dissimilation gene experiments are low, and Peige's application should be approved. As long as Paul can enter the basement, he can come to the storage place of tumor alienation data, and whether he can find the data file of the respiratory virus-like gene reset model depends on his level. After Jenny finished using it, she quietly put it back in the same way, and even if the problem is found in the future, it is difficult to trace the cause due to the long time.

While Paul was thinking, Pego patted him on the shoulder and said, "The procedure for entering the basement is complicated, let me introduce it to you." ”