In the next half month, Zhuo Jiali did tiring and tiring physical work during the day, and at night she had to go back to the new media advertising department to rack her brains and struggle until the early hours of the morning. The rest of the department didn't bother her much, first, because the president appointed her, and secondly, because most of the people had already left work when she reported for duty.

The people in the project team are miserable, because many details must be worked together, and they have to accommodate Zhuo Jiali's working hours in the new media advertising department, so they are forced to accompany them to work overtime until the early hours of the morning.

There is also a person who is full of hatred for Zhuo Jiali in his heart. Since being banned from the project team by Cen Bowen in public, Rong Qianqian has been ridiculed by her colleagues in the department. Although Rong Qianqian plagiarized Zhuo Jiali's documents on the surface and wanted to take credit for herself, many people who do not have self-knowledge like to try their best to push all the responsibility to others, Rong Qianqian is a typical representative of this kind of person, and will only focus all the negative emotions on Zhuo Jiali. If Rong Qianqian knew that it was indeed because Cen Bowen wanted to make a fool of Zhuo Jiali in public, it is estimated that she would vomit out a mouthful of old blood.

It's just that during this time, hatred turned to hate, but Rong Qianqian did not appear in front of Zhuo Jiali again, as if she had adopted her heart.

Tomorrow, the plan will be handed over to Shengyuan Real Estate, and the rhythm of working overtime for more than half a month can finally be paused, and the project team members are excitedly doing the final polishing work.

Zhuo Jiali thumped her shoulders and looked at the wall clock on the wall that was almost pointing to 10 o'clock with a smile, she shouldn't have to go back here at night after handing in the plan tomorrow, how long has she not chased a small drama that makes her aunt laugh?

Just as everyone was enjoying the happy finalization time in harmony like never before, suddenly, all the computers flashed, and then only the pitch-black screen was left, reflecting everyone's stunned faces.

Everyone anxiously tinkered with the computer, but nothing responded.

Fu Ying, who was forced to be calm, hurriedly instructed the team members: "Quickly! Call the Ministry of Science and Technology and ask them to send someone immediately! Also, immediately notify Shang Tezhu and ask him to report the incident to President Cen!"

The excitement and laziness of being about to complete the task suddenly disappeared, Zhuo Jiali's heart was chaotic, compared to the sense of urgency to leave here, she actually cared more about her own hard work for many days, the Shengyuan project was the most important project she had ever handled, if there was anything that she couldn't let go of when she was transferred to the security department, it was this case.

Zhuo Jiali kept praying in her heart, now that victory is in sight, don't go wrong!

Cen Bowen arrived almost at the same time as the best computer maintainer in the technical department. Shengyuan's project is also his first big project after taking office, and its role may be different, but it is the same as the importance to Zhuo Jiali.

"How? How many minutes will it be fixed?"

Cen Bowen was extremely anxious in his heart, and his face condensed into an increasingly thick coldness.

With his full efforts, the computer was finally able to open, but the screen kept flashing lines of green code, as if the devil was raging and vicious, shaking people's hearts.

"Cen, Mr. Cen, it's the first time I've encountered such a powerful virus, and there is no solution for the time being......" The computer maintainer was next to Cen Bowen, his fingers trembling and tapping on the keyboard, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were about to be so wet with sweat that he couldn't resist sliding down.

"Virus?" Cen Bowen frowned, his face almost darker than ink.

Because the project design plan is an important document, and I am afraid that some employees with bad intentions will steal the plan and sell it to competitors, so the important projects that officially start can only be operated and processed on the designated computer in the company's specific workshop, and these computers are not networked, and the U disk is only limited to one of the computers can be used, and there will be monitoring records every time it is used, so this situation will cause computer poisoning.

Tomorrow is the day to report to Shengyuan Group, and now is not the time to hold accountable, Cen Bowen looked at the members of the project team with a frightened face, and his brain kept spinning to think of a solution.

In the silent air, the keyboard was as loud as a hammer hitting everyone's heart.

"Mr. Cen, I suggest that I redo the plan immediately now, I roughly remember the content of the plan, and it should be able to come up with eighty or ninety percent in a hurry. ”

The crisp and calm female voice seems to be the love of the savior in everyone's ears at this moment, and everyone looks at the owner of the voice, which is Zhuo Jiali, who everyone does not want to see.

Being able to take care of this at this moment is undoubtedly to save the Zhenzhong Group from fire and water, Cen Bowen's eyes when he looked at Zhuo Jiali became a little hot, and before he could think about it, he nodded.

"From now on, Zhuo Jiali is in charge of the project, and everyone else is here on standby, at the mercy of dispatch, be sure to complete the project plan before dawn! If you can't complete it, you will get out of me tomorrow!" After a pause, Cen Bowen added firmly, "I will also stay and fight side by side with everyone!"

Although everyone was reluctant to open the supper again, they still shouted "yes" with high morale on the surface, after all, nothing is more important than Zhenzhong's job in this situation.

The computers in the specific workplace were not used, and everyone hurried back to their workstations to wait for the assignment of tasks. Zhuo Jiali didn't have a seat, so Shang Qingyuan moved a table and brought it over for her to use in the conference room first.

With half a month of non-stop work and the fact that she was the main writer, Zhuo Jiali has a clear understanding of the general content of the whole project, except for some details handled by other colleagues. Zhuo Jiali asked everyone to get out as much information as possible according to the previous division of labor, and she rebuilt the framework of the project herself.

Although the team members are not excellent, they still understand the seriousness of the matter, and for a while, everyone is immersed in their own tasks according to Zhuo Jiali's requirements, and the efficiency has increased many times compared to usual.

Shang Qingyuan also moved Cen Bowen's laptop to the conference room, and Cen Bowen sat opposite Zhuo Jiali. Zhuo Jiali thought that he was just here to supervise the work, but who knew that he asked the team members to send him the trivial information he had done to sort out the trivial information first, and he had memorized a lot of important information because he had asked about the progress of the project from time to time.

Zhuo Jiali had no expression on her face, but she had more admiration for Cen Bowen in her heart, this kind of unforgettable ability, good memory like her, she also wants to worship three points, but naturally, Cen Bowen, a real scholar, is not in vain. For no reason, Zhuo Jiali sighed in her heart - ability and temper are really inversely proportional.

Time passed by second, and everyone was nervous and eager to shake out all the things in their stomachs so that they could perform well in front of the president.

Zhuo Jiali is engrossed in the code word for the program, involving the overall structure of the new media publicity program, the selection of targeted features, the laying of channels, the object of cooperation, the use of the scene, the customer group covered, the expected effect of promotion, the cost, etc., etc., after the text is sorted out, there is also PPT layout beautification production, and from time to time arrange others to modify the content of the part they are responsible for. The team members also ran in and out, and revised the information according to Cen Bowen and her comments.

Shang Qingyuan is also busy non-stop - delivering coffee, feeding supper, helping this and that to print and copy, giving the dizzy head cantilever beam, and the cone thorn strand for the falling asleep is also quite fulfilling.

When Shang Qingyuan entered the conference room for the fifth time, the sandwich in front of Cen Bowen and Zhuo Jiali had not been moved, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart: These two guys are quite like-minded on the road to becoming a workaholic. Both Cen Bowen and Zhuo Jiali are immersed in the world of concentrating on writing plans, completely ignoring the appearance of Shang Qingyuan.

The sky began to dew the belly of the fish, and the noisy office gradually quieted down, except for the desperately suppressed snoring of a few male colleagues.

Cen Bowen pinched his sour shoulders and raised his head to look at Zhuo Jiali. This stubborn and unyielding woman fell asleep on the table at some point. Cen Bowen's heart moved, and his hands and feet walked gently to her side without obeying the call, as if he wanted to see her clearly. When she fell asleep, she finally had the gentleness of a little woman, without heavy makeup, but the contours of the side face of the melon seeds were very soft, the skin was white and tender, and the blowing could be broken, the eyelashes were not very long but the curled eyelashes trembled slightly with the breathing, the small nose was a small mouth, the collarbone was exposed in the lapel of the shirt, and the arms that rolled up the sleeves seemed to be only skin wrapped in bones. Cen Bowen had the scene of the car about to hit Zhuo Jiali and push herself down for no reason, and he really couldn't understand how this skinny girl had the strength to do such a thing.

Cen Bowen's eyes stayed on Zhuo Jiali's exposed arms, and he took off his blazer and draped it over her body in a mood that he couldn't understand himself. He gently moved the computer, and was trying to help Zhuo Jiali finish writing the project plan, but he never thought that she had completed it all, it should be that she had completed the task after concentrating all night, and the whole person collapsed immediately after relaxing.

The corners of Cen Bowen's mouth raised slightly, and he went outside the conference room to wake up Shang Qingyuan, and asked Shang Qingyuan to take his laptop back to the office on the top floor together.

Cen Bowen's office is more of a presidential suite than an office, and in addition to the needs of work, it is also equipped with all living facilities.

Shang Qingyuan followed Cen Bowen into the office, and saw that this senior brother who was still in good spirits after the all-night was only wearing a shirt and a blue vest, which was a little more lively than his usual serious appearance, and his heart was surging: worthy of being a senior brother, how can he look good in clothes, and who is red-eyed!

Cen Bowen looked at Shang Qingyuan, who was a bit of a nymphomaniac, suspiciously, and stopped.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing with me? Go outside and cool off, don't disturb me in the shower. ”

Looking at Shang Qingyuan's stunned appearance, Cen Bowen raised his eyebrows.

"It's boring to have nothing to do, isn't it? Go, hurry up and investigate for me who did the computer virus in the new media advertising department!"

Shang Qingyuan was suddenly excited, it was 6 o'clock in the morning, where to investigate?!