Ten o'clock.

Jing Zeheng glanced at the mobile phone that had not moved for a long time, and said, "Tomorrow's press conference cannot be missed, you will work overtime today."

He looked at Cheng Ye again: "Send me everyone's speeches as soon as they are written."

"Okay." Cheng Ye nodded again and again, feeling that the second half of the meeting was particularly unreal.

Many times he felt that his boss was going to be angry, but in the end he just remained indifferent and suppressed his temper.

For fear that it will scare the little girl upstairs through dozens of floors.

Jing Zeheng got up and left, leaving behind a group of project team employees who received high overtime pay and worked overtime happily.

"Secretary Cheng, Mr. Jing is leaving?" Director Li of the project team couldn't help but ask, "Are you going back to the office?"

Cheng Ye said leisurely: "Obviously, the boss is going home."

Everyone: "......?"

Their boss has always been a volume king-like existence, how could he leave when the company encountered such a big thing?

Cheng Ye thought for a while, and added, "Maybe in two or three hours, Mr. Jing will come back again, maybe I can't say."

Crowd: "......"

I think I've discovered something terrible!

Jing Zeheng took the elevator and checked the information on his mobile phone.

Jinghui: "Do you need to be in charge of the overall situation for your father?" Another: Your second uncle wants to donate Mu Han, do you want to?"

Qi Yan: "Big brother, Haicheng's project book is on your desk, and by the way, I wrote you an official speech."

Luo Rou: "Borrow money? Seven cents, two hours to the account."

The pinned dialog box doesn't have a red dot.

Jing Zeheng frowned slightly, ignoring the news, and he walked out quickly the moment the elevator door opened.

He could see the child's little head at a glance.

Relieved, the corners of his mouth curled into a chuckle.

Walking over slowly, he brushed aside the wide banana leaves, and he saw her quiet sleeping face.

and a white blazer draped over her shoulders.

There was also a brooch pinned to the placket.

You don't have to think about it to know that this coat is Qi Yan's.

He frowned slightly, pressed the urge to throw away his coat, and gently hugged Shen Fanyin's shoulder, intending to carry her away.

He took her into his arms, and the child murmured and slowly opened his eyes.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she blinked her eyes and looked at him, "Brother, are you done?"

Her voice was soft and sultry, marshmallow-like.

Perhaps she hadn't woken up yet, her head rested on his shoulder, and she forgot to move it for a moment.

"Well, we're done, let's go home." He replied softly.

Shen Fanyin put her hands on the tabletop, stretched out like a cat with her back hunched, took a sip of the cold milk tea, and barely sobered up.

She tucked the tablet back into her bag and staggered to her feet.

Jing Zeheng took the opportunity to pinch the coat on her shoulder and threw it on the chair on the side.

Shen Fanyin was stunned and didn't notice that there was a piece of clothing missing from his shoulders, so he stood up and said, "Then let's go."

She hugged her bag and followed behind Jing Zeheng, and after she woke up, she couldn't help worrying: "Brother, everything is settled?"

"Almost." Jing Zeheng replied, "It's okay to hold a press conference tomorrow and state that everything is a rumor. It's not terrible for things to be taken away from the surface, and the so-called source code is just for software, and I have a lot of alternatives."

None of his explanations were explicitly stated to the company's executives.

Just like his itinerary, even if she just asked casually, he explained everything clearly.

Code or something, Shen Fanyin doesn't understand, her understanding of this matter still stays at what Cheng Ye said about "source code leakage" and "there are internal ghosts".

After a pause, she asked, "So, have you found the inner ghost?"

Jing Zeheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he shook his head: "Not yet."

Seeing this, Shen Fanyin hurriedly said, "Brother, take it easy, it would be good if you could make up for the loss."

"Hmm." Jing Zeheng nodded, but the haze under his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Sheng Hua was a traitor six years ago, and that time not only almost killed him, but also almost wiped out Sheng Hua. He won't let history repeat itself, but he really didn't have any thoughts about finding the ghost for a while.

A project team, from the project director to the programmer, with a little effort, can have access to the source code.

He can't fire everyone for this one, can he?

Jing Zeheng pressed his sore eyebrows, and he had a headache.

Shen Fanyin looked at his face, thinking that he was upset that such a scum appeared under his command.

Clearing her throat, she comforted, "Brother, don't think too much, people's desires are endless, some people don't need self-interested reasons to do things, and he may just look down on you. It has nothing to do with whether you treat your employees well or badly, you are just his boss, and you are not a spiritual mentor who saves others."

"People always change. Senior Sister Guan Ran was very good to me when I couldn't achieve anything, but now she has changed. Isn't that the case with most of the people around us? He wants you to be well, but not better than him. So brother, it's really not your fault that you're going to be able to meet everyone's requirements."

She tilted her head and looked at him with bright eyes, scrutinizing his expression.

Seeing that his expression didn't change, she could only rack her brains and continue to boil the soup: "You are so good, isn't it normal to be hated by others? Isn't there such a saying, only peers are the hatred that is eyeing up. Brother, look at it, Shenghua's business is so extensive, your enemies are all over the world, you will get used to it sooner or later!"

Jing Zeheng frowned and looked at her.

Shen Fanyin: "...... If I say something wrong, I will take it back."

Jing Zeheng looked at her quietly, and after a while, he suddenly smiled.

"Sanskrit, it's my blessing to have you."

The doubts that had been lingering in her brain for a long time were solved by her three or two sentences.

He smiled easily and told her what he wanted to understand.

Listening to nine of his ten sentences that she didn't understand, Shen Fanyin was confused.

She just boiled a chicken soup, he could think of so much?

Which of her words was so thought-provoking? How she didn't know.

Shen Fanyin frowned slightly, thinking seriously - should she say that she is a hidden wise man, or should she say that her brother is very wise?

"Shall I ask Uncle Wang to pick you up, or will you accompany me to work overtime?" He asked her.

The wise man easily made the choice: "I'll be with you, I'll wake up."

She didn't know what her brother's brain circuit was, but she was clear about her responsibilities.

"Okay."

Jing Zeheng rubbed her head, the corners of her mouth were smiling, and a cold glow flashed in her eyes.

He dragged her back to the office and asked her to rest in the lounge, while he dialed Cheng Ye's phone.

Cheng Ye came back with a stomach full of doubts, and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, are you done so soon?"

Jing Zeheng: "......?"

His secretary wanted to resign, and he saw it.