The slender hand of the person who was still stiff-mouthed just now involuntarily grasped the edge of the seat.

Jiang Lingchen tilted his head: "I don't think so." ”

"It shouldn't be."

Luo Weige kissed on the left and kissed on the right, Jiang Lingchen still said the same thing.

I don't feel it.

When Luo Weige was about to doubt herself, Jiang Lingchen's phone rang.

He pinched her waist and pressed her down, and answered the phone.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his face was slightly gloomy: "Sure?" ”

Only then did Luo Weige notice that there was a little inconspicuous redness on the tips of his ears.

She was about to speak, but Jiang Lingchen continued: "Then continue to check the call records." ”

Hanging up the phone, he looked serious: "Your two team members, there are abnormal call records in their mobile phones, but both of them did not admit it in unison. ”

Meaning, is there someone behind them?

It's normal to think about it, even if you are stupid, you are already an adult, and you can't touch the rules of things in the power distribution room, how can you not understand it?

But who can make them want to lose their future rather than die? ”

Jiang Lingchen didn't speak, and the phone rang again.

He picked it up and hummed a few times with a solemn expression.

Luo Weige thought it was Lou Wen, and asked in a low voice, "What do you say?" ”

"It's my sister-in-law. There's something over there, I'll send you back first. ”

"But I also want you to stay with me......"

Luo Weige's voice was very soft, he didn't hear clearly, and turned sideways slightly: "What did you say?" ”

Her face did not change: "I mean, pay attention to your body, don't run around too tired." ”

Jiang Lingchen sent her to the door of the house, and without even getting off the car, he asked her to go back first.

Luo Weige didn't even say goodbye, and walked fast alone.

She went back to the house and turned on her computer, intending to check the impact of the lost data.

On the way back, she was busy with the rest of her life, and she was busy coaxing Jiang Lingchen, briefly suppressing her sadness about the lack of data.

After the comparison, I really felt that the lack of handwritten data was no different from starting all over again.

After a few months of hard work, he returned as a senior in college.

Luo Weige died of grievances.

In the project team, the two boys have been kicked, and Lin Nan posted a tearful emoji inside.

Shin Shin also followed one.

Luo Weige also cried back.

Lin Nan replied to her: "You still have a partner to accompany you, we single dogs have to stay up all night to make up for the data, we are really miserable." ”

Luo Weige's heart was stunned by another shot.

She took a deep breath and began to replenish it again, finding that the original version of the data that Lu Zhanyan had given before was gone.

After making sure that it was not too late, she called Lu Zhanyan.

"Miss Luo?"

The voice of the person on the other side of the phone was eternal soft and calm, only the tail note rose slightly.

Luo Weige obviously hadn't dealt with him many times, but she had the illusion that she was already an old acquaintance with him.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry to bother you now, is it convenient to send me another copy of the previous data?"

"Yes. But why is it that the initial data is suddenly needed now, isn't the project going to be over? ”

She sniffed: "Something goes wrong, and everything has to start all over again." ”

"Something is wrong with the data model?" Lu Zhanyan patiently asked, "There is only one month left, will it be too much pressure to start again?" ”

"No way, our handwriting materials have been burned." Luo Weige subconsciously said the truth, "I can only do it all over again." ”

"It's so serious, it's a pity that all your hard work has been wasted."

Lu Zhanyan sighed softly, "I still have some data here, and I don't know how much I can help, so I packed it and sent it over." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

"Don't thank me, you're sad enough, take care of your emotions first.

Several of you team members should be able to divide up their actions and plan their time. ”

He assigned the workflow to several people in a few words, and specially advised.

"If you need anything, feel free to come to me, I'm interested in your project.

I am willing to contribute money and efforts. ”

Jiang Lingchen went to find someone else without getting out of the car, and Lu Zhanyan, who had hardly met him, guided him patiently a little bit.

The more times like this, the more fragile the defense line becomes, and Luo Weige's voice has taken on a subtle cry.

"Thanks, but there are no more than six of us in the group, and two of us have quit."

Lu Zhanyan did not hesitate: "I'll find someone to help you." ”

"Won't that be too much of a hassle for you?"

Jiang Lingchen pushed open the door, and in the huge room, only the study was lit.

Luo Weige was half-lying on the table, her shoulders swaying slightly, as if she was crying.

His narrow eyes flashed with distress, and he stepped forward lightly.

Before she could speak, she heard her aggrieved voice.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Lu, see you tomorrow afternoon."

Jiang Lingchen's expression froze slightly on his face.

I don't know what to say, she laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, he doesn't care at all." ”

"What don't I care about?"

Luo Weige's face changed, and she quickly hung up the phone and looked up in shock.

Jiang Lingchen propped his hands on her side, and Luo Weige hit his head on his chest.

"Mr. Lu." He repeated in a deep voice, "Lu Zhanyan? ”

“…… Right. ”

"Luo Weige, in front of other men, you are also so aggrieved and pitiful?"

Jiang Lingchen looked at her condescendingly, his chest rising and falling slightly, "Aren't you unable to move an inch without a man?" ”

"Mr. Jiang!"

"Your name is Mr. Lu just now, it's much sweeter than this."

Luo Weige's words choked in her mouth, and she spoke after a while: "I was looking for him to ask for the previous data." ”

Jiang Lingchen glanced at the mobile phone that had not yet locked the screen: "Do you need to make a call for forty minutes?" ”

"He said he wanted to help."

"Your man is dead and needs you to turn to him for help?" Jiang Lingchen sneered, "I walked for forty minutes, not died for forty years." ”

He hurried back after dealing with the matter over there, but she found someone else to solve the problem.

When she came back later, Jiang Lingchen wondered if she was going to participate in the kindergarten entrance ceremony with other people's children.

Luo Weige explained in a low voice, "I didn't know you would come back so soon. ”

Jiang Lingchen smiled even colder: "Yes, otherwise you can hide better, and you won't be caught by me." ”

"Mr. Jiang, do you have to talk like that?"

"Call Lu Zhanyan now and tell him that you don't need any help from him, you can do it."

"I have promised Mr. Lu."

Jiang Lingchen propped up the table with one hand, and a touch of coldness leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"In front of me, he said that he wanted to be independent, and he didn't want to pretend to be anyone's identity, but in front of Lu Zhanyan, it was a pitiful grievance.

You don't want to make it public, do you want to rely on yourself, or do you want to pretend to be pitiful in front of other men? ”

Luo Weige was speechless about his strength, and got up in silence to leave.

Jiang Lingchen pressed her shoulder with a blank face.

"Sit back, it's not time for you to go.

If you don't fight, I'll beat him personally.

But if I fight, you will end up more difficult than now, do you dare to bear the consequences? ”