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On this day, Tang De walked into the elevator as usual and pressed the floor button on the ninth floor.

By this time, a qiē was normal, and nothing had changed.

On the third floor, a ten-year-old girl walked in with ice cream in her mouth and pressed the button on the eleventh floor.

A qiē is still normal.

"Ding."

Arriving on the ninth floor, Tang De stepped out of the open elevator door and turned left to the advertising agency where he worked. On this short road of more than ten meters, he has changed from a heavy face to a slight smile, as usual, and greeted every passing colleague warmly.

He always has a smile on his face, from the first intern to the current full-time employee, his smile on everyone has never changed.

This makes Tang De's popularity in the company quite good.

In the absence of a conflict of interest, he leaves the impression that he is a young man who loves to laugh.

Passing through the glass wall, Don made his way to his work area and sat down at his desk.

The first thing you need to do is the first thing you need to do every day, and that is to turn on your computer.

The second process is to be serious or pretending, you have to pick up some texts in front of your desk and pretend to read them carefully.

Not only Tang De abides by this process, but all the civil servants and writers who start to come to work must abide by this process.

No one agreed, and no one made such a rule, but everyone consciously took it for granted.

The first reason is that they should be worthy of the salary of the job.

The second reason is that the boss will make rounds during this time every day.

As for which is the most important reason, everyone agrees that it really doesn't matter.

Three minutes later, the boss really started to patrol the office area as usual, and when he saw that everyone was "working hard", he nodded with satisfaction and walked towards his office.

So the next moment, everyone put down the text neatly, and did whatever they had to do.

The computer has been waiting for a long time to turn on, Tang De controlled the mouse, first clicked on today's weather forecast, to see how bad the weather in the East China Sea will become in the next few days, and then took a sip of tea, entered a number, and boarded his Penguin number.

A hint icon for a new message appears, indicating that he has an email that he has not read.

He didn't care, thinking it was another spam, and got busy with today's work.

Sometimes Tang De also wonders, with his technical level, does coming to this kind of company bury his talent? Shouldn't he have done something bigger? Just like the things he secretly did on the Internet, calling for wind and rain, omnipotent!

Well, yes, he shouldn't be sitting here wasting his time, he should have more things to do.

This idea has been accumulating over the past year since Don joined the company, and time has driven him to take action.

Resign, go!

Look, this is a simple thing, you only need to submit a resignation report, and soon Tang De's wish will be satisfied, no one will regret to keep him, and no one will express reluctance, this is the reality.

The harsh reality, like those things he had done before.

After finishing today's article, Tang De clicked on the new email.

"Huh?"

Tang De's original hand was already controlling and preparing to delete, but he just glanced at it lightly, and he had to give up this move, and even, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly clicked on it to take a look.

The reason that drove him to do this was simple, just because of the recipient's name.

keygod

The six simple letters are not inconspicuous at all in ordinary times, but they make Tang De's back cold, and a layer of cold sweat flows out in an instant.

The email quickly unfolds with the mouse control, and a detailed copy of the content appears on the screen.

The first paragraph of the content is very ordinary, nothing more than a mixture of letters and numbers, with a dozen lines appearing in rows and rows. If anyone else looked at it, he would not be able to discern even the slightest clue from the mixture of letters and numbers, and he would only think that it was just some garbled characters.

However, Tang De, after the cold sweat broke out on his back, even his body was shocked, and his left hand involuntarily pulled his tie, as if he felt a little difficult to breathe. At the same time, Tang De's mouth was dry, he grabbed the cup and drank a few sips of water, trying to calm his impatient mood, but he didn't expect to choke on the tea a few sips.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Uh, Donde, are you alright?"

The young woman at another desk, with her head sticking her head over, asked with concern.

"Ahem...... I'm fine...... I'm fine. ”

Tang De forcibly concealed the urge to cough, and did not move to hide the computer screen with his body. In the process, he was so nervous that he didn't even notice that the clothes on his arms were stained with the tea that was spilled.

"How could it be...... How could it be ......"

These dozen lines of irregular numbers and letters made Tang De's heart tremble, and the hand holding the mouse trembled.

Come to think of it, anyone who sees their bank password, website password, and all kinds of important passwords appear on the email from strangers, they will not have a good mood to save zài.

As a hacker, a hacker with considerable strength, Tang De was born in him, which made it even more terrifying.

Who the hell did this?

Tang De didn't have time to read the contents of the email, he turned his gaze and gaze to the address.

Emails that are not QQ numbers are from GMAI1 mailboxes.

His fingers began to work quickly on the computer keyboard, and Tang De swiped his fingers at the fastest time ever, looking up the origin of this mailbox and any useful clues.

Five minutes later, he had to give up on that plan.

The registered address of the email address was Los Angeles, USA, but he couldn't find the slightest useful clue.

"Don't be nervous...... Don't be nervous...... It's just a coincidence, it's just a coincidence. ”

Reassuring himself with a clumsy excuse, Don decided to move the mouse over to see what else was going on under the damn email.

"Bang!"

Tang De slapped the table and stood up suddenly.

Because he was too angry, his eyes were bloodshot in a short period of time, and his eyes were red.

The colleagues around him were taken aback, and looked at Tang De with strange eyes in disbelief.

Some people even maliciously speculated that Tang De must have been dumped by his girlfriend......

Tang De felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, he turned off the computer screen, hurried to the bathroom, and hit his cheeks with a large amount of cold water, stimulating his skin with coldness, and then calmed down slightly.

Then, barely holding on to his look, he whispered thanks to his colleagues who asked, and sat down at his computer again.

This time, Tang De carefully read the second paragraph of this email with a very careful and serious attitude, hoping to find even a little mistake in it.

But Donde was disappointed......

No, there is no mistake, all the time, place, and arrangement are all as if you have seen it with your own eyes, which makes Tang De fall into an ice cellar.

The facts mentioned here, if the other party still has evidence, are enough to make some uniformed men who stare at the Internet all day long send him to the prison to pick up soap without mercy.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang De felt a faint pain in a certain direction behind his buttocks.

He had to hide his fear with a lot of tea.

The third paragraph of the email, unexpectedly and reasonably, made him wait at a café at ten o'clock the next morning.

The calm wording, without any threat, was as sparse and ordinary as an old friend beckoning him to dinner.

But if you look at the text above, it's even more terrifying than any threat.

The sky outside is very clear, and the weather in Donghai is also good today, a rare good time, Tang De swallowed his saliva and closed the email.

His gaze was filled with fear and unease, and the impact of this email on him was obvious.

Obviously, such a thing should have been threatened by Tang De, but why did things turn the other way around?

Tang De felt that he definitely didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today. (A book friend said that the eunuch subscribed to this book, and your words made me feel moved)