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How could Ye Wangchuan really want an elder over sixty years old to bow his head and thank him, and changed the subject and said, "Chenglao, have you figured out its name?"

"This..." Master Cheng really came out of the sentimental mood and smiled, "I took it 20 years ago."

"what?"

"tsar."

Ye Wangchuan recited the name silently in his heart, and praised with a bright expression: "Good name."

"As long as you feel good." Master Cheng's main purpose of calling him was to report to him the progress of the Tsar. Now that he had finished speaking, he said, "I'll make a report for you later."

"Okay." Ye Wangchuan was still lazy, but walked back with clear eyes, and did not reject Master Cheng's proposal to make a report.

Master Cheng counts him as a grandpa according to his seniority, but outside he is a junior.

But in the Ninth Institute, when it comes to work matters, Ye Wangchuan has never ranked them according to seniority, and just do whatever they want.

Master Cheng was also used to this kind of work mode, so he said a few more words to him, then turned around and hung up the phone.

Ye Wangchuan walked back to the study room with the hung up mobile phone, pulled out the chair and sat down with his legs under the table, and lazily and relaxedly called Bao Jingxing.

The other end answered in seconds: "Hello."

Ye Wangchuan opened the computer mailbox and waited for Master Cheng's report: "That project has a result."

"Really?!" The background on Bao Jingxing's side was very noisy.

Ye Wangchuan heard what he seemed to be saying to the people around him, and quickly walked from the noisy environment to a quiet place.

"When did it happen?"

"tonight."

Bao Jingxing took a deep breath: "Why all of a sudden..."

Ye Wangchuan put his face on his hands, not hiding it from him: "Didn't Feng Yu and Xie Tingyun come to Nian Nian's birthday party? Master Cheng saw it. He came to me in the afternoon to find Nian Nian, and Nian Nian contacted Mr. Feng for him. The three of them chatted for a while on the video, and it was done at night."

When Bao Jingxing heard that Qiao Nian played a key role in it, he was both surprised and not so surprised.

"Does Miss Qiao know?"

"Lu Zhi is here." Ye Wangchuan frowned, his tone tinged with irritability: "I haven't told her yet."

Bao Jingxing understood what he was worrying about in seconds. As a playboy in the game world, he gave a very pertinent suggestion: "Everything should be discussed by the two of you."

"En." Ye Wangchuan responded in a rare way.

He looked up and saw an extra email in the mailbox, which should be the report that Master Cheng had just sorted out and sent.

Ye Wangchuan frivolously said to Bao Jingxing: "Since the Tsar has already researched it, it's time to let the inner ghost know the news."

"I'll arrange it right away."

Bao Jingxing is much more reliable than Qin Si in handling affairs, and more experienced than Gu San. When Ye Wangchuan mentioned it, he knew what he should do.

Ye Wangchuan knew that he was reliable in doing things, but this was not a small matter.

This time, they must get rid of the inner ghost hidden in Jiusuo in one fell swoop!

So Qianqian reminded him: "The other party is very shrewd, remember not to be too explicit, be careful to scare the snake..."

"En." Bao Jingxing said confidently, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Ye Wangchuan hung up the phone, put the phone back on the desk, his eyes fell on the computer screen, and he opened the email with his palm covering the mouse.

The mail is full of various sophisticated calculation formulas and drawings.

From the appearance of the thing to the small internal screws, there are detailed markings.

This blueprint looks ordinary, but those who know the goods understand that the value of it far exceeds the value of money.