"Master, the young master went to your office just now, and now he is out again."

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Fang Shaoan went directly to the headquarters building of the Ministry of Security.

Fang Shaoan rarely came here, and most of him stayed in the family company, which was a private enterprise that completely belonged to the Fang family.

And this is a national-level place, although his father Fang Zemin is the biggest official here, and he is polite to Fang Shao'an with everyone, but he still rarely comes.

I always felt that such a majestic and decent place was not suitable for him......

Maybe it's because he also deeply feels that he is a gentleman, and it looks weird to come here.

But since he was helping Xia Jinqi with errands, it didn't hurt for him to make a special trip.

No, anyone entering and leaving the building has to swipe their work card to secure their identity, and he doesn't have to.

The security guard called out to the young master and respectfully invited him in......

When I went upstairs, I met a comrade on the night shift and greeted him, "Little master, is this here to find Minister Fang?" He's already off work! ”

"Well, he forgot to take his things, I'll help him get them." Fang Shaoan casually made an excuse, and suddenly felt that this lying was a bit exciting.

If Dad had known that he had come here secretly, he would have beaten him up again.

After going upstairs, he avoided the sight of several patrols and went directly to the 13th floor, the confidential file sealing room.

When you first enter the door, you have to enter the password.

Ordinary people are stopped when they walk here.

But Fang Shaoan is not an ordinary person, he pressed a string of passwords casually, and the door opened.

No way, the password set by his father, he couldn't be clearer.

Head inside and enter a control room.

Fang Shaoan first entered a string of IDs, and then displayed on the big screen: permission is required.

He took out the small black box he brought out of the safe at home, plugged it into the computer, and entered a string of passwords.

The computer quickly verifies and then displays: Permission is granted, permission is granted!

At the same time, a mechanical wall on the right side of the computer clicked and slid open.

Fang Shaoan rubbed his little hands excitedly and dodged into the archive room.

In the huge space, there are countless bookshelves arranged in a regular manner, and each shelf has a mark, indicating that the documents are distinguished according to a certain rule.

And these are old materials from many years ago, all of which are preserved on paper.

Fang Shaoan glanced at it casually, then hooked his lips and smiled, "Dad, you're quite smart, this kind of arrangement, others just come in, and they can't find the documents they want, right?" It's a pity, your son and I are extremely smart, and I have inherited your talents perfectly......"

Narcissistic, Fang Shaoan easily followed the rules for the placement of these documents and found the thick document bag with Lu Yiming written in three big characters.

Fang Zemin wanted his son to inherit his future career, so even if Fang Shaoan was unwilling, he was forced to learn a lot of skills in this area.

I didn't expect it to come in handy.

This is an archive room, with so many protections on the inside and three layers outside, if it weren't for Fang Shaoan, it would really be impossible for others to enter smoothly.

He patted the file bag with one hand, and there was a puff of dust on his nose.

"Ahem, ahem!" Fang Shaoan was choked and coughed, and tears came out of his eyes.

finally eased up, and only by the faint light on the mobile phone, I opened the file bag and took out the documents inside.

The paper is a little yellowed, and it looks a little old.