However, the two men in suit came to Wenqiao with respectful attitude: "Hello, Miss Wen, the special help of song Minister of our network security department. The minister has been waiting in the office for a long time."
Su Ying couldn't believe it: "you Didn't you come to pick up Yao Heng? He came to your network security department to report today. "
The suit man looked at Yao Heng: "sorry, we don't know who Yao Heng is. We are here to meet Mr. Wen."
Wen Qiao smiles at Su Ying and Yao Heng: "can I go in now?"
Yao Heng and Su Ying are already petrochemical.
Wenqiao pulled the shoulder strap of his backpack and passed them arrogantly.
With her in, the door slowly closed, leaving only a small security door.
Su Ying is silly: "what she said, should not be true?"
Yao Heng's face was livid: "how could she be C?"
"Yes, she's really a C. how could that happen?"
Whether they believe it or not, Yao Heng has been treated differently. The huge psychological gap hit him, and he almost lost his reason and left in anger.
But he knew that the network security department could not keep him such an unknown person in a low voice. He would just leave. There were countless people who would like to enter the top national network security department in China.
Even if he didn't get the high standard treatment of Wen Qiao, he still had to go to the security office, stand at the window, accept interrogation, turn in his belongings, fill in the form honestly, seize his ID card, and finally put on his ID card, and go in to find the staff who receive him.
The treatment is so different.
The next day, Fu Nanli wanted to take Wenqiao to Yuannan mansion to accompany the old lady to dinner. Wenqiao was wearing a smart smoky pink flounced dress with long hair on her shoulders.
She was sitting in the back seat of the car with him in the back seat. There was plenty of room. He had to work for half an hour's drive, with his long legs overlapping and his tablet computer resting on his lap.
It's not good to be a big guy.
The tablet computer suddenly received a video from the company's technology department, a string of computer code.
As he looked, he grabbed wenjo's finger, and wenjo was pulled to his side.
"Do you understand?" The man's voice was low.
Wenqiao shook his head. "How can I understand this?"
Fu Nanli chuckled. His mobile phone vibrated. It was Fu Chuan who called. His slender finger slipped on the screen. He picked up the phone and said, "well, how?"
"The national network security department has finally revealed the bottom. We already know who was the person who beat back the Millennium Bug virus for Fu family network platform before."
"Well, who is it?"
"Well That... "
Fu Nanli frowned slightly, "what are you hesitating to do?"
"You know that man."
Master Fu's face was suspicious. Did he know him?
"Who is it?"
"It's your girlfriend."
Fu was stunned for a minute and finally hung up. Wenqiao was staring at his tablet screen in a daze.
"Do you understand?" he asked again, holding her soft fingers
Wenjo shook his head. "I told you everything. I can't understand it."
"Take a closer look."
Wenqiao turned to look at him: "this is computer programming, how can I understand it?"
When his chin was pinched by a man's thick fingers, the last ray of sunset in late summer fell under the row after row of buildings. The sky and the earth became dark. Fu's handsome face approached slowly, and his thin lips stopped beside her lips, and his deep eyes pressed down if there was anything DANGER.