Chapter 642： Who intercepted it?

Chapter 642 Who intercepted it?

Luo Qing was also walking back and forth, urging the technical staff to think of a solution.

The whole corridor was filled with tension.

Qiao didn't even lift his thoughts, his slender hand tapped the keyboard without hurries, in sharp contrast with the tense atmosphere.

"Eighty six percent."

"The other party copied 93%."

The number keeps climbing up, and not a single number jumps up, it seems to be beating in the hearts of everyone.

Luo Qing stopped walking back and forth, holding his head, grabbing his hair in pain, making him very irritable.

"You guys think of a way again!"

"You are the most cutting-edge IT talents in China, is there no way at all?"

Everyone in the technical department has actually given up. They looked at each other after hearing the words, and they all saw despair and anxiety on the other's faces.

There is really no way.

They tried their best...

"Ninety-seven percent."

This report is like a countdown.

is only three percent short.

It may be less than a minute to convert into time!

A layer of haze enveloped everyone's heart. Everyone's mouth was pressed tightly. The technical department completely gave up resistance, and their hands had left the keyboard.

Everyone stared at the beating numbers on the computer, waiting for the last moment to come...

Ninety-eight percent.

Ninety-nine percent.

Time will not stop because of anyone.

Everyone is desperate.

at this time.

A technician who counted down the countdown was taken aback, and said: "Stop it?!"

The other people’s heart jumped, they rushed up and blinked hard, lest they were wrong.

"Nothing moved."

"It seems to have stopped moving."

"The copy process has stopped."

"Let me see!" Luo Qing grabbed a notebook and quickly looked at it. He found that the progress bar on the database was stuck at 99%, and he didn't jump for a few seconds.

He was overjoyed and turned to ask other people: "Which one of you wrote the program to intercept it? Well done!"

"It's not me." A technician shook his head.

Another technician shook his head: "It's not me either."

As far as he could see, all the technicians shook their heads, denying that they had intercepted the copying program of the other party.

Luo Qing was puzzled, frowned, his rough face looked very anxious: "Isn't it who you are?"

Everyone remembers that there is another person.

There is another person with a computer in his hand.

Twenty or so eyes, looking at the quiet corner in unison--

Two capitalized exclamations popped up in his heart.

Fuck!

The girl lowered her head, her gaze was still on the computer screen, her fingers tapping on the keyboard quickly, she did not raise her head at all because of the movement on their side, as if she was not in the same world with them, and the whole person was a kind of bandit. Feeling full of anger.

Gu San was also dumbfounded, and three words slipped from his throat: "Miss Qiao?"

is Qiao Nian?

Luo Qingleng was on the spot.

looked at the girl wearing a peaked cap in surprise, only revealing a delicate profile face.

That's right, she looks like she is only 18 or 19 years old, she is the deadliest high school girl, dressed inconspicuously, sweater and jeans, stepping on this pair of canvas shoes on the feet, there is a star print on the canvas shoes, he has seen it before My daughter wears this brand. It seems very popular. Is it Converse?

The price is not expensive, three hundred yuan for a pair.

The girl looks ordinary around her body, except for the overly eye-catching face, she can hardly see any difference. How could it be so powerful?

(End of this chapter)