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It was a huge system, with countless photo storage areas. Even if a hundred people searched together, it would still take a lot of time.

One o'clock in the afternoon, due to Leng Mubai's failure to resolve the crisis in time, the shares of the Leng Group had gone all the way to the bottom since the opening of the stock market.

Some people said that Leng Mubai had angered the underworld and that he had been tricked, and was now facing the possibility of bankruptcy and annexation.

Some say Mr Leng is in danger of restructuring as he buys Asia Pacific Group's jewellery project at a high price, leaving the company empty.

Some people even said that Leng Mubai's former intimate male roommates didn't want him to marry Dujardin because they loved Leng Mubai deeply, so they deceived him as a reminder. Later on, there would be even more frenzied revenge.

Rumors kept appearing, and Lan Xinyue was powerless to retort.

Liu Li led the group outside to answer the calls and try to spread rumors. She also used her cell phone to post all kinds of explanations that would benefit the company's image. She was busy to the point where her mouth was dry.

At five in the afternoon, the only remaining entertainment for Tian Jiao finally went completely black. When Leng Mubai heard the news, his gaze became even sharper, and his pursed lips were covered with a thick killing intent.

I told you to bully Mommy, I tricked you to death!

At seven o'clock in the evening, Liu Li was on the verge of going crazy. In the morning, she had combed her hair neatly and impatiently hung down by her ears as she entered the office, feebly reporting to Leng Mubai about the final situation: "The company is completely paralyzed now, if we are not able to recover by tomorrow, we will need to hold a temporary press conference to stabilize our hearts and reduce our losses. The various departments' finance had just calculated the latest figures, so far, the company's total losses have been around eight hundred thousand. "

Eight hundred thousand was nothing, but my mommy was priceless. She was sitting on the plane, happily eating dinner!

At nine in the evening, the company's staff all left work, leaving only the lights in Leng Mubai's office and computer department in the towering building. Leng Mubai was so sleepy that he kept smoking and refreshing himself, while the ashtray on the table became a small hill.

Lan Xinyue could not take it anymore. She took his cigarette and put it in the pile of rocks, "If you want to continue smoking, I'll go home first. I don't want to stay here and smoke your second-hand smoke."

Looking at the empty finger, Leng Mubai was immediately stunned. There were so many people around him, who dared to bother him? Wan Da kept nagging him unhappily, but that was only nagging.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and buried his face deep into her stomach, his voice ringing wearily, "I'm so tired. I'm going to die young from exhaustion. Lan Xinyue, would you be happy if I died?"

Lan Xinyue's heart fiercely throbbed. Leng Mubai, who Lan Xinyue had seen before, had always been a carefree, sunny boy. She had never seen him in such a manner before, and his powerless tone made him sound like a helpless child.

No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't bear to push him away. I just let him hug me and say, "If you're tired, then just rest for a while. Anyway, you're completely paralyzed, you can't rush it."

With his eyes closed, Leng Mubai truly wanted to sleep, but he couldn't. He had lost eight hundred thousand yuan today, and if he were to lose another one tomorrow, it would no longer be as simple as just losing eight hundred thousand yuan. "We've looked for the location for the photos in the system, but why can't we find it?"

"Could it be that the prompt was wrong?" Could it be that the other party intentionally sent out the wrong information to confuse you? " Lan Xinyue was computer blind, her computer was always maintained by Bao Xiao, she did not understand these things and could only speculate.

Leaning on her flat white stomach, Leng Mubai forced himself to stay awake. He shook his head and said, "The hints were correct. We followed the hints and found a lot of Level 2 viruses. This is enough to say that the hint is correct. "

"If that's the case, then why can't I find it? Could it be that the System has a dead angle to hide the photos?" Lan Xinyue deduced casually.

Leng Mubai, on the other hand, felt his heart palpitating. He was no longer sleepy, nor was he in a dead end. There were still photos in the system's dead ends …

What the heck!

Wasn't this hacker too venomous? Even though he had hidden so deeply, he still hadn't escaped the hacker's eyes?

Ever since Lan Xinyue had left, he had always hated her. In the company's huge system, he had also created an independent and very hidden deep space that was specifically used to store their photos and his mental records for all these years.

He had taken the photo of Lan Xinyue when he was stalking her. Since they hadn't taken a photo together, he had used PS to process the photo and put the text together.

There were recorded photos and memories of the past, but most of them were still answering the question with a wail, "Why? Why did you leave? Lan Xinyue, don't let me meet you again, or else I will make you beg for death …"

For a hacker to find this place, it was sufficient proof that the hacker had a thorough understanding of him. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the hacker to discover such a deep secret!

Leng Mubai didn't know whether to be angry or to be afraid. He could only curse repeatedly in his heart: "Whose son of a bitch is he, to be so despicable and shameless, don't let me run into him, or else I'll definitely …"

The little bean bun, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly shivered inexplicably. It was so cold, so cold …

He didn't want Lan Xinyue to see those things. Leng Mubai placed her on the sofa and slept, while his fingers flew around and snuck into the secret base that belonged to him.

As he walked along, he was obstructed by countless Level 2 viruses. He killed them one by one, causing his fingers to ache.

At around 11 AM, the manager of Tianchi Hotel suddenly called. His voice sounded very excited, "Director Leng, some of the computers in the hotel have resumed their operations and are now operational. We have also announced the news online."

The correct direction gave Leng Mubai a lot of motivation. He used all of his strength to continue working, while Lan Xinyue leaned on the sofa in front of him as she read a magazine. The more she leaned, the smaller her eyes became, and even the magazine almost fell out of her hands several times.

When Leng Mubai saw that scene, he couldn't help but laugh. This Lan Xinyue was so cute, and he wanted to hug her, but he couldn't. The endless stream of Second Extreme Virus was like a death soldier that could topple mountains and overturn seas, flooding towards him in waves.

At twelve o'clock, good news came from the computer department, saying that some parts of the system had been revived for Tian Jiao Entertainment and Tian Yin Fashion.

At one o'clock, good news came from the computer department again, saying that Blessed Love Finance had been fully restored and would be able to function at dawn.

At three o'clock, Leng Mubai, who was so tired that he was about to froth at the mouth, finally killed his way to the end of the line.

Kill!

Leng Mubai brought his knife down, and the photo exploded into a row of skipping letters. One by one, the letters popped out: "Hellobabyto seeyou, I loveyou!"

As he looked at the subtitles, Leng Mubai's narrowed eyes flashed with wisdom. Just who was this hacker? Why would she be interested in him? And why would she say such a thing to him? What was the purpose of attacking him like this?

When the last symbol completely disappeared, Leng Mubai didn't welcome the restart of the computer, but instead the arrival of a fat little pig in the Q version.

The round head, the round nostrils, the round body, and the short tail flapping on the round buttocks stood in the center of the screen, with colorful petals flying behind it.

It held the microphone and spoke in a childish voice. It was obvious that it was a girl: "You must be very tired after working so hard to find me. Do you want to hear my singing? Kiss a pig baby, I hope you like it! "

Leng Mubai's face was filled with black lines. Don't tell him that this hacker was just a baby; he couldn't be hurt!

The hundred or so employees of the computer department looked at each other in dismay. What sort of high skill did this hacker want to play again!?

In a daze, melodious and cheerful music was transmitted from the computer. The soft and pink childish voice sounded innocent and pure, "Don't kick around with your feet when you're drinking milk …" I'll punish you for standing outside the door... When you grow up, you need to grasp the future... You don't want to pick the wildflowers by the roadside... To find a true love for the rest of my life... Hold hands till you never part forever... Don't even if it's a fight, don't be a scoundrel... Kiss the pig baby, love you, not tired or tired, every day to you love a thousand times … "

The singing stopped Leng Mubai. It was cold, angry, and infuriated. All sorts of complicated rays of light exploded from his body, leaving him with a confused expression as they hovered around his pitch-black eyes.

The hackers attacked him, but did not attack his important system. They did not kill his system program. They did not steal his important information. Furthermore, they did not destroy the files on his computer.

If there was no commercial attack, then it would be a personal attack. That was because the place they entered was his hidden secret base, and it was also his space to store his memories. However, why would they play such a song after the personal attack?

The childish nursery rhymes, however, recount one by one profound connotations. When you grow up, you must grasp the future, find a true love all your life, hold hands for ever and never part, even if quarreling don't play rascal …

What was the hacker trying to say to him by using such a song at his secret base?

Was she trying to remind him to cherish Lan Xinyue? Was she trying to remind him to hold Lan Xinyue's hand all the way until the sun rose? Did she want to remind him that even if he had an argument with Lan Xinyue, he shouldn't act like a scoundrel?

Hacker, who exactly are you? Why are you concerned about such a thing? Why are you using such a method to remind me? Are you thinking for me, or for Lan Xinyue?

Hacker, who the hell are you?

Leng Mubai couldn't understand what was going on. He got up and walked over to the sofa. Lan Xinyue was already unable to resist the temptation of Master Zhou so she fell into a deep sleep. The magazine fell to the ground, breaking the pages.

Squatting down in front of her, he looked at her dumbly. If it hadn't been six years ago, if it had only started now, would it still be possible? What he cared about, what he was jealous of, could he put it down?

His hand reached out uncontrollably, wanting to stroke her sleeping face. However, the moment it touched her, the vigilant her immediately woke up from her dream. She stared at him with a stern gaze in her clear and cold eyes.

"Xinyue, take me home, I'm tired!" Emotionlessly, Mubai looked at her, took her hand in his, and put it to her face, for the warmth and caress she had always longed for.