Conformity

Chang Yuan knocked on the door, pushed it open and walked in. Guo Zijun was not in the office, and he didn't know who let him in here.

The people in the room turned their heads when they heard the movement, and happened to meet Chang Yuan's eyes. He smiled politely and asked, "Hello, who are you?"

Chang Yuan smiled back, raised his finger and pointed to the seat in the corner, "Hi, I work here."

The man immediately put down the mouse and stood up, "I'm sorry, I came in rashly. Zhan Rong said I could wait here, so I came in without asking, please forgive me."

Without the cover of the dusty glass, Chang Yuan can already see the picture on his computer more clearly. It is a rendering of the corners of a triangular pyramid, with fine rendering, stiff edges and corners, simple volume and complex texture , Professionals take a look at it and know that Party A and Party B are both rich and the design team around it is very powerful.

People who come into contact with renderings are generally related to real estate, such as owners, architectural designers, 3D modeling and rendering, real estate sales and planning personnel, etc. This person came to Wang Yue, but called Zhan Rong by his name, which shows that it is not an ordinary material promotion business.

Strictly speaking, passers-by are not allowed to enter the supervisor's office casually, and too many materials are easily messed up or lost, but Chang Yuan has a good impression of this person, and subjectively believes that he has a sense of proportion, so there is nothing to forgive. He raised his palm towards the chair and said politely: "It's okay, sit down, where is Zhan Gong?"

"Thank you, she said to go to the bathroom. It's been a while and she hasn't come back yet," the man stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "I'm Wang Wei, what's your surname?"

The second phase is about to install steel bars and pour concrete for the main body. All kinds of salesmen flock here. "Wang" is a common surname. Several of them came last week. Chang Yuan didn't think about his relatives for a while. She shook her hand three times, "Don't be so polite, I'm Chang Yuan."

He is not as good at chatting as Shao Bowen, and he doesn't like to ask questions. Wang Wei is also very reserved. After the two exchanged names, Chang Yuan said a few words politely, saying that Zhan Rong will be back soon, and asked Wang Wei to wait a little while. Poured a glass of water for the other party, then returned to his seat, and began to think about how to prevent the dangerous flag of a large truck.

Chang Yuan thought of Wang Yue and Zhang Liwei's uncles, and felt that these two people were good and evil, although they were very profit-seeking, but their intentions were not so bad. This thought made these two people come alive in his heart, and he felt that these two people were not so annoying up.

Shao Bowen was right, a high salary cannot support honesty, and only a high salary can support honesty. Chang Yuan will eventually let go of his aloofness and get along with different people.

After a few minutes, Chang Yuan suddenly came to his senses. During lunch, he decided to pimp Shao Bowen in the future. To pimp, he had to subscribe to the national chat package. This was his culprit, and he had to study hard.

Chang Yuan tilted his upper body and poked his head out from the side of the standing folder. After thinking about it, he overcame the psychological barrier of striking up a conversation and said a safe word, "Mr. Wang, have you eaten yet?"

It is impossible for someone who has never met him to be overly enthusiastic to ask someone to have a meal, but he can provide a place to eat.

Wang Wei is selecting pictures to make a report document. He is a designer of the international architectural firm GMP. He has just finished the general design bidding for the Jinmao Group Global Financial City project in City B. In the second report, he was not responsible for the errands of the foot wraps, but unfortunately the person who should speak had just been discharged from the hospital, so the blame fell on him naturally.

He just met Chang Yuan at the door not long ago, and waited here for Zhan Rong for a while. He didn't have time to eat, but it was not appropriate to tell the truth to strangers, as if asking someone to invite someone to dinner, Wang Wei He stopped what he was doing and said with a smile, "I ate breakfast late, so I don't look hungry yet."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the face slapper came, and the figure at the window flashed past, followed by the door was kicked lightly twice, and then opened, and Zhan Rong arrived before the sound.

Her voice sounded a little jumpy, and she seemed very happy, "Brother Wei, I made two random dishes for you, you fill your belly first... Chang Yuan, you are back."

Wang Wei touched his nose, stood up and accepted the girl's kindness, Zhan Rong explained to Chang Yuan in order to bring someone in without authorization, "I'm sorry, brother Wei is my senior brother's friend, I saw him at the door, so I sent him away." He brought it in, and he had something to do with Mr. Wang, but Mr. Wang went out to eat with the leader, and Party A’s things in the conference room were also locked. You and Xiao Guo were not there at the time, and he had a lot of things, so I decided on my own. Put him in your office."

Chang Yuan slid the chair to the aisle and said it was okay.

Zhan Rong was busy spreading the lunch box on the empty table on the other side, and laughed at the same time: "Let me introduce to you two, maybe there will be a chance to cooperate in the future. Brother Wei, acting director of Changyuan Donglian, my senior brother The participating Xiaosanju are the supervisors of their company, and Chang Yuan and Wei Ge are the main designers of GMP, and many large-scale high-end projects in China are designed by them."

Chang Yuanxin said that he was indeed a designer, but Wang Wei thought that this person had delicate skin and tender flesh, and he didn't look at all like a supervisor who was walking around in the sun all day wearing a hard hat.

-

Not being able to turn on the computer means not being able to go to work. With some doubts, Xie Cheng enthusiastically played Fantasy Westward Journey. He is a typical representative of forgetting the pain when the scar is healed.

Zhou Yi is much more "stingy" than him. He couldn't forget He Yicheng's meanness for a moment, and he was full of complaints about Lao Cao's behavior under Shao Bowen's instruction. This made him feel that he was being suspected, so he asked with his legs wide open Said: "Brother Cao, what do you mean?"

Lao Cao simply and rudely pulled the switch, at least preventing the desktop from turning on, and then he gathered everyone in the living room, and brought out mahjong and playing cards for people to entertain. Unfortunately, those who know are thinking wildly, while those who don't know are confused , failed to really make up the game.

"What's the meaning of me being a cook? It's all your boss's meaning. He'll be back in a while, so you yell at him."

Lin Fan pressed his arm, signaling him not to be impulsive, and Zhou Yi thought about it too, so he shut up.

Ah Yong and Lao Gu waited out of attendance and came to ask them curiously. The three had no choice but to retell the general process. After they finished talking, Shao Bowen also came back, but Zhou Yi didn't dare to rush at him. Yell, he felt a little wronged.

"Boss, do you believe that woman's words, do you think 'Tianxingdao' is really among us?"

Shao Bowen put down his bag, pulled up a chair and sat down. He didn't sit in the middle, and his eyes were very direct. He said: "I didn't think so. I asked you at the meeting. If you said no, then it wasn't. Secretary Liu and I I don’t know her well, why should I trust her but not you?”

"Then what are you?" Zhou Yi didn't believe him, and said angrily, "Assuming I'm 'Tianxingdao', I don't want people around me to know what I do online, so what's wrong with you? ...What's the difference between this and He Yicheng, isn't it also spying on personal privacy?"

Although Xie Cheng is a Taoist fan and is obliged to protect idols, but the boss is also his heart, he jumped up after he stopped playing games, and used his mobile phone to slap Zhou Yi, "Why are you so excited, Mr. Wen said Believe you, and still keep your privacy? Others’ female secretaries know that you are still ignorant, and the way you protect privacy is to pretend to be deaf and dumb.”

For the first time, Zhou Yi felt that Xie Cheng was such a stupid person, and he couldn't even argue with him, which made him very worried.

The project manager was a godly assist this time. Shao Bowen glanced at him approvingly, looked around and said, "I mean Xie Cheng. Judging from the performance on the Internet, 'Tianxingdao' is a respectable person. If he is in our The company, I will protect his rights and interests with the code of protection for employees, but the premise is that we understand and trust each other, but I don't know who this person is."

"I don't care who 'Tian Xing Dao' is, and I don't really care who is targeting him, or even saying that he wants to hide his identity on the Internet. It's okay to be a low-key ordinary person and speak freely, but Zhou Yi, He shouldn't involve people who have nothing to do with it. The current situation is like this. Lingyun, which you and I formed together, was dragged to Rong Jing's gun by "Tianxingdao" whether it was intentional or accidentally injured. We lost a contract because of this , is it wrong for me to pursue it?"

Zhou Yi can accept his statement, but this kind of investigation is full of distrust, he said lowly: "But you know that we are not."

"I know," Shao Bowen said reassuringly, "but the people in Rongjing don't know, Zhou Yi, this matter is not over yet, I must know how to prove that we are not the next time they come to look for us."

Zhou Yi said angrily: "But why do I have to prove it to them?"

Shao Bowen's eyes paused, and he sighed in his heart. He only had an instinct that the ip address appeared on his router by chance, but he couldn't explain it for such a illusory reason, so he just remained silent. After a short while, he played a smoke bomb learned from his ancestors, and he said deeply: "Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty."

Everyone thought the same thing, they were clearly about to get rich, but they stepped on dog shit when they went out, farted and hit their heels.

But no one thought that this pair of ip and mac would really have a problem.

The ip address is not convincing because of the dynamic allocation, but the mac address that can’t even be disguised is a certainty. The address and host name that Shao Bowen took with his mobile phone from the second phase of the P19 meeting are so deadly that they are with Lin Fan’s private desktop. The data is not bad at all.

This owner is the 27th personal computer that I have been paired with. The previous atmosphere was inclined to laughing and self-deprecating. After matching one, someone made trouble. Thankfully it wasn’t him. But at this moment, the atmosphere of jokes suddenly cooled down, like hailstones falling in midsummer , let the chill of doubt creep in.

Lin Fan stared at his computer in disbelief, with a thunderous expression on his face. He looked at the people around him, and was instantly stabbed by the gaze focused on him.

Is the trust between people so vulnerable?

"'Tian Xing Dao'," Lin Fan endured the ups and downs of his heart, and said in a low voice, "It's not me."

After about a century in his consciousness, Shao Bowen who turned into a statue "woke up". He patted Lin Fan's shoulder with a calm expression, "I understand and trust you, so Brother Lin ,I trust you."

Lin Fan was stunned on the spot for a moment, he never knew that the trust of others could make a person burst into tears.