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When 'Xuan' saw this, he glared at several of his companions fiercely;

"'Lan', don't think too much about it."

"As the boss said, you don't have a tacit understanding of cooperation with us. Even if you are a subordinate, occasionally one or two team members need you to take over their work when they have dinner."

"If you are delayed because you are not familiar with some programming matters, it will affect the task."

"I hope you put the overall situation first and can put aside your personal heroism. As long as our mission goes well, I can give you a chance to enter the dragon group."

Saying that, 'Xuan' also put forward a condition that he thought was quite tempting.

Perhaps the cyber security consultants of the Public Security Bureau are treated the same as ordinary members of the Dragon Group.

But for a hacker, being able to join the Dragon Group is an honor.

I don’t know how many people are trying their best to become a member of the Dragon Group.

Hearing this, Fang Mo couldn't help laughing, and nodded with a forced smile;

"Okay, I have no objection, then I will just follow Mr. Zheng's arrangements."

Taba had to be restrained so that he could be free to carry out his plans.

For the next afternoon, the entire dragon group was in full swing.

In every independent small room, one can hear the constant sound of typing on the keyboard.

Occasionally, members of the action team who pass by will subconsciously lower their footsteps when passing by the corridor.

For fear of disturbing the elites of the dragon group who are concentrating on their work.

Everyone knows why these dragon group members gathered together today.

Fang Mo acted like a normal person. Although Wu Qingfeng arranged a separate office for him, Fang Mo would always go out for a walk.

When meeting other members of the Dragon Group, he would say hello with a smile.

This made the members of the Dragon Group even more convinced that the boss Zheng had most likely marginalized this new member of the relationship, so it was precisely because he had nothing to do that he strolled around like a normal person. .

The day passed slowly, and at noon there was a lunch box provided by Guoan.

Although the taste was average, Fang Mo had to make do with it while on a mission.

He didn't touch the computer all day, and when he was sitting in the office, he sent a few messages to Ning Yuelan to chat with his wife out of boredom.

Wife: Hey, aren’t you on a mission?Why do you still have time to send a message?

Fang Mo; Hehe, I miss you~

Wife; blushing//emoji, me too, have you eaten yet, baby!

Fang Mo; I ate, but the food at Guoan was too unpalatable, so I just took a few bites.

Wife: When you come back, I’ll treat you to something delicious.

Fang Mo: It’s tonight. Can I have dinner with you tonight?

Wife; ah?Can you come back at night during your mission?In my concept, national security must implement orders and prohibitions when performing its tasks, and its actions are completely arranged by the higher-ups.

Fang Mo: It’s okay. If you miss me, I’ll go back and have dinner with you.

Wife: OK, what should we eat tonight?

Fang Mo: Shall we have hot pot?Celebrate in advance...

Wife; What are you celebrating?

Fang Mo; Laughter and Cry//emoji, celebrating that your husband has participated in this mission, and you are basically guaranteed to win.

Wife; Applause//emoji, my brother is awesome!

……

If other people see Fang Mo's cell phone, he might be tempted to kill him.

Damn it, I asked you to come to work, but you are actually here texting and chatting with your wife?

The most important thing is that you are not a marginalized person.

What the hell are you Zheng? The leader of the National Security Team is Zheng...

In the afternoon, Wu Qingfeng came over to inform Fang Mo that the new platform was built, and rumors spread on the dark web and major Tieba information channels that 'digital currency is not perfect and needs to be verified on the new platform before it can truly circulate in the capital market.' news.

Fang Mo's conspiracy has only officially begun!

Hearing this, Fang Mo moved his calves;

"Then there's nothing wrong with me, right?"

"Mr. Wu, can you send me a car to take me home now? I haven't seen my wife for a day, and I really miss her. It will be calm tonight. Believe me, tomorrow will be the real battle."

"Why are you so sure that the other party will start taking action tomorrow?"

Wu Qingfeng was startled.

Fang Mo chuckled; "I can tell you a little bit of news, because it is written in my project plan. I said that only after the new platform is completed, Zheng will participate in the task the next day."

What?

What project plan?

Wu Qingfeng didn't know Fang Mo's plan to invite you to the urn.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he resisted the idea of ​​beating the boy down and asked someone to send a car to take him home.

"By the way, you asked me to arrange the members of the action team tomorrow. I have already announced the task. At least [-] people will gather here tomorrow. What next? What are your other plans?"

Fang Mo thought for a while;

"Three hundred people are probably not enough. If the other party goes completely crazy, they will probably try every means to cut off the power. However, it is not easy to mobilize [-] people temporarily."

"Let's do this. Prepare two more high-power generators. Remember, you must ask your own personal guards to prepare them."

power outage?

who?Who will cut off our power?

You kid should make it clearer.

Wu Qingfeng was so angry that his teeth were itching with hatred. This boy seemed to be leading him by the nose.

The key point is that he has absolutely no knowledge of technology, so it's okay to ask him to explain some terms in a concise and concise manner.

But if Wu Qingfeng was allowed to go into battle, his eyes would completely darken.

But Fang Mo didn't want to say more, and Wu Qingfeng had no choice.

He could only send someone to send him out, but he wanted to see what tricks this kid could do tomorrow.

When leaving this low-rise bungalow, Fang Mo suddenly noticed a figure, a short man wearing a windbreaker with disheveled hair.

This person is also a member of the Guoan Dragon Team. Fang Mo can't remember his name. His codename seems to be 'Wan Ying', right?

When Fang Mo accepted him into Guoan, he was quite puzzled as to why a big man would have such a feminine code name.

"Hey, Mr. Lan, are you leaving this time?"

Fang Mo nodded; "Yeah, let's go home and have a meal. It's okay. I'll come over to stay with you tomorrow."

Hearing this, 'Wan Ying' suddenly showed a look of astonishment.

Is there anyone who can go home to eat during the mission?

Doesn’t this take the national security confidentiality mechanism too seriously?

But after Fang Mo said this, he walked away behind the two Wu Qingfeng guards.

'Wan Ying' frowned, and suddenly something strange flashed across her eyes, and she took a picture of Fang Mo...