Countdown [entertainment]

"Huh? There are also things you need to steal?" Yin Qing was curious, and then he said: "I remembered, is it the one who always asks you out in the middle of the night recently?"

"Yes." Jiumu said.

"What, want to rebel?" Yin Qing lazily leaned on the back of the chair.

Jiumu said calmly, "Almost."

"How can I help?"

"Let me first ask Lin Zhaoshi if he can take you there today."

Jiumu sent Lin Zhaoshi a message: [Uncle Lin, Yin Qing wants to go with me tonight, but he just sits in my office and doesn’t go anywhere, is that okay? ]

"Isn't this revealing the truth?" Yin Qing said: "You brought me there suddenly, and Lin Zhaoshi lost something at night."

"I asked the same question the day before yesterday. Lin Zhaoshi was going to a meeting that day, so he told me that he could take you with me another day. It just so happened that if I asked again today, it wouldn't be awkward. Moreover, the person in charge of the monitoring room today is also Puyang Xin's subordinate. .”

the day before yesterday.

Yin Qing thought for a while, the day before yesterday she was obviously staying at the mentor's residence, and Jiu Mu didn't even mention the matter of taking her to the office.

"Scheming." He cursed with a smile.

Lin Zhaoshi's message came back quickly: [Yes. ]

"Yes." Jiumu said, "Come with me after eating. You don't have to do anything, just put on my clothes and pretend to be me when the time comes. Also, there are surveillance cameras in the room, and we can communicate on WeChat .”

The two went to Lin Zhaoshi's company. Obviously, the latter had already greeted the guard and entered easily.

Jiumu's office is on the top floor, just one room away from Lin Zhaoshi's.

"Why is it so crude." Yin Qing frowned: "Do you want me to sponsor you some money for you to renovate this place?"

"It's okay." Jiumu sat in front of the computer and turned it on: "Lie down on the sofa for a while, I should be able to leave soon."

"No hurry, I'll wait for you." Yin Qing sat down on the sofa, picked up her phone and started looking.

Someone knocked on the door, and Jiumu raised his head: "Please come in."

"Master Yin, long time no see." Lin Zhaoshi walked in and said with a smile.

Yin Qing raised her eyes, a carp jumped up, and said lazily, "Put it down, Uncle Lin, you must have watched my variety show, how is it, do you have a younger sister you like?"

Lin Zhaoshi smiled noncommittally: "Yes, yes, I will discuss it with your boyfriend later. How are you? Are you tired of being a tutor?"

"Tired." Yin Qing said bluntly, and yawned slowly: "Does Uncle Lin have a reward?"

Lin Zhaoshi laughed: "Then Jiumu, let's go, I'll give you a day off today to accompany Young Master Yin."

"Huh?" Jiumu was surprised.

"Anyway, there's not much to do today, so you can go home now."

"Okay." Jiumu said directly without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to stand up when he heard Yin Qing dissatisfied: "Uncle Lin, why are you doing this? We both worked so hard to come here, and I planned to be an accompanying minister, but you just let him stop working because of me." What, why? Treat me like a concubine who is a disaster for the country. And today’s work can’t be finished, so he has to work overtime tomorrow, forget it, I don’t like your reward.”

Lin Zhaoshi glanced at Jiumu, who had a flat expression full of letting Young Master Yin decide.

So he smiled kindly and said, "Okay, you two can do whatever you want, and you don't need to say hello to me if you leave at any time."

"That's about the same." Yin Qing nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, Uncle Lin."

Lin Zhaoshi smiled and waved his hands: "Then I'll go first, you guys have a rare day off today, Lin Mo asked me to go back to accompany him. You two should leave earlier."

Jiumu said, "Okay, see you again, Uncle Lin."

After Yin Qing watched him go out, she slumped back to the sofa, her expression unchanged.

But the subordinates started typing: [Does this idiot know something, why is he directly planning to drive people away? ]

Jiumu's face was flat, and he glanced at WeChat when he was importing files from his mobile phone to his computer, and replied: [I don't know, be careful. ]

Yin Qing: [Original plan? ]

Jiumu: [Yes. ]

Yin Qing crackled and began to type: [What kind of bastard is this person, you have a really good temper, if I punch you directly, you will go up.Between the lines, I didn't treat you like my own son, the whole one is a working machine?That idiot Lin Mo is just Liu Adou who can't support the wall. The company and organization are given to him and they can't be exhausted. If he let you inherit the company, it's a charity for you. You have to be grateful?Who cares about his broken company? ]

As soon as he finished posting, he regretted it, quickly withdrew it, and raised his eyes to secretly observe Jiumu's expression.

The latter showed no ups and downs, and even smiled at him, and then sent an emoticon package stolen from Yin Qing: [If you are pregnant, just say it, what to do when you withdraw. ]

Yin Qing was so angry that she turned over and went to the sofa.

He stared at the phone screen for a while, his eyes drooped slightly where Jiumu couldn't see, his heart ached.

Before he knew it, more than an hour passed, Yin Qing looked at his watch, it was past eleven o'clock.

"Why haven't you recovered yet?" Yin Qing yawned, stood up, walked to Jiumu's table, and sat directly at the corner of his table.

"Immediately." Jiumu said flatly.

"I regret it." Yin Qing said: "I should have dragged you away just now, workaholic."

Jiu Mudao: "Wait for me another 5 minutes, this cash flow table has to be calculated once, and the final fixed assets and net investment are short."

"Okay." Yin Qing pursed her lips: "My dad also studied the financial statements for a long time when he bought other people's stocks. He said that there is a problem with the amount in it, so it can be seen. Anyway, I don't know how to read this thing. , all of you who study business are sharp-eyed."

Jiumu smiled: "Good boy, it will be ready soon. Go and sit over there."

"I don't. I'm just here to watch you do it." Yin Qing was dissatisfied: "Is there anything shameful?"

"No." Jiumu said helplessly, "I'm afraid that you'd sit here, so you can see."

Yin Qing looked around, and suddenly asked: "Will no one come in from your place?"

"No, except Uncle Lin and Uncle Ji."

Yin Qing blinked: "Didn't Uncle Lin leave? Besides, it doesn't matter if they come in—then I'll sit on your lap!"

Jiumu raised his head: "Don't make trouble."

"Hey, I won't bother you with your work. Uncle Lin agreed to give you a holiday today." Yin Qing said naturally.

Jiumu glanced at him, showing a little helplessness on his face, but still slid the chair back, opened his arms, and signaled Yin Qing to sit in.

Yin Qing jumped down from the table, sat on Jiumu's lap in satisfaction, and put one arm around his neck: "Okay, you can continue to work, I'm the supervisor."

Jiumu's hands are very fast, using the formula and the data listed earlier, he quickly calculated the required result.

"It's quite fun." Yin Qing concentrated on the rows of numbers under Jiumu's mouse.

"Compared to accounting and auditing, I prefer finance as a major." Jiumu replied while typing data.

"Is there any difference?"

"Yes." Jiumu thought for a while, and said: "Let's put it this way, accounting is to study the past, such as writing and calculating the company's financial statements, so as to draw conclusions and lessons to improve the company's future plans. And financial It is to predict the future, such as inferring the future direction from stock market fluctuations, and inferring the company’s future development from the company’s upcoming policies and products.”

"Understood." Yin Qing said: "If my father had told me so, why would I not come to study finance?"

Jiumu laughed: "It's still short of the last data, and it will be soon..."

Before he finished speaking, at this moment, the lights on the ceiling suddenly went out, and the whole building, which was still bright just now, fell into darkness in an instant.

Jiumu was surprised: "Is there a power outage?"

"The power is out." Yin Qing stood up and strode out the door, looked around, it was pitch black.

"How long will it take to get a call?" Yin Qing closed the door again and walked back: "This kind of company should call very quickly, should you wait here or go directly?"

"Wait for 10 minutes, leave if there is no call." Jiumu said.

"Okay." Yin Qing said, and went back to Jiumu's lap again.

The two looked at each other and began to change clothes quietly.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the door, Yin Qing stopped what she was doing, wrapped her arms around Jiumu's neck, straddled Jiumu's side with her legs, and kissed him directly.

The voice was deliberately made loud, and when the footsteps stopped at the door, the man must have clearly heard the light, panting and grunting of the man inside, and he hesitated for a while before knocking on the door.

Following the order, he knocked on the door stiffly, trying to restrain his embarrassment: "Mr. Jiu, there is something wrong with the company's circuit. I'm really sorry, and the call will be restored in 10 minutes at the latest."

As soon as the movement in the room stopped, Jiumu said in an obviously impatient voice: "Got it."

The man outside the door swallowed, sweating profusely, and forced himself to finish the last sentence: "I'm at the door, if you need a flashlight or any help, you can call me at any time."

After finishing speaking, he moved to the side as if fleeing, but felt that the distance was not enough, so he moved to two rooms outside to make sure that he could not hear anything, and then he was relieved.

"Security is tight." Jiumu whispered to Yin Qing while changing his clothes: "He is still guarding outside, and he heard footsteps probably in front of Lin Zhaoshi's office."

"Then what should we do?" Yin Qing asked in a very soft voice.

Jiumu was silent for a while: "There is an air conditioner outside the window,"

"Are you crazy?!" Yin Qing almost couldn't control the volume, controlled her anger with all her strength, gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "This is the twelfth floor!!"

"I've learned it before." Jiumu said calmly, "Didn't I also climb the wall to save you that time, don't worry."

"Relax your mother, I..."

Jiumu covered Yin Qing's mouth with his hand, kissed his ear tip, and comforted him: "It will be fine. This is the only chance for a power outage, and Li Jisu has remotely controlled the monitoring and computer switchboard, so it is a must. Believe it Me, Yinqing."

Without giving Yin Qing a chance to speak again, Jiumu got up directly, put on a bluetooth headset, and walked to the window very lightly.

He listened to the movement outside the door for a while, and no one was watching at this time, so he immediately ducked through the curtains and opened the window.

The cold wind howled in, Jiumu stepped out quickly, found a foothold on the lower edge of the window frame, and then grabbed the window tightly.

According to the plan, Yin Qing will sit where she is, in case someone asks another question or looks through the frosted glass window on the door, after changing into Jiumu's clothes, the two people's figures are similar, so they can hide it.

After all, with Jiumu's position in the company, almost no one dared to open the door and come in without permission.

Yin Qing could only cast an angry look at Jiumu, and he made a gesture to Jiumu, first pointing at the latter, slashing his neck like a knife, then pointing at himself, and slashing his neck in the same way .

——If you die, I will not live alone.

Jiumu's heart skipped a beat.

He understood it instantly.

Jiumu pursed his lower lip, and didn't look at Yin Qing again. He closed the window with his backhand, grasped the window frame, slowly moved his feet, and stepped over to the outdoor unit of the air conditioner in the next room.

The right foot went first, the right hand fumbled to find a place to exert force, and then the left foot followed quickly.

Jiumu didn't look down. People are more or less afraid of heights. Since they chose to cross from a high altitude, there is no need to increase their sense of panic.

He moved outside Lin Zhaoshi's office in the same way, grasping the door frame with his left hand, and touching the latch of the window with his right hand.

Fortunately, because of the high floor, Lin Zhaoshi did not have the habit of locking the windows.

Jiumu opened it and jumped in.

"Hello?" Jiumu said into the headset.

"I'm here." Li Jisu replied.

"I'm coming in." Jiumu said, walking towards Lin Zhaoshi's computer and inserting the USB flash drive Li Jisu gave him.

Li Jisu was curious: "So fast? I haven't cracked his door lock code and infrared temperature sensor yet. You flashed it in?"

"I came in through the window, and there are people guarding the door of my office. The U disk is plugged in."

Li Jisu didn't speak any more. At this time, he must seize every minute and every second. Even if Jiumu told him that he dug a tunnel to get in, he had to ask later.

His computer had already been prepared, and the virus infected by the USB disk modified the programming and remotely connected the two computers together.

Li Jisu tapped the code quickly with his fingers, and searched for the information Jiumu needed in the huge database of Lin Zhaoshi's computer.

Jiumu didn't disturb him all the time, and squatted quietly behind Lin Zhaoshi's computer.

About 5 minutes later, there was a soft "huh" suddenly, and then the sound of typing on the keyboard slowed down.

Jiumu asked, "What's wrong?"

He couldn't see it here, but Li Jisu's expression was unusually serious: "It's a little strange, I can't find it."

Finally he added: "Are you sure you are on this computer?"

"Sure." Jiumu said.

"Give me another minute." Li Jisu said.

Jiumu stopped talking, and the whole dark room could hear needles falling.

"No." Li Jisu said categorically: "I'm sure not. In the past 3 minutes, I can find any information I need on the computer with encryption level of the State Grid, but..."

He suddenly stopped, and then his voice became tense:

"—No! Jiumu! Lin Zhaoshi activated the backup voltage, call now!"

At the same second as Li Jisu's words fell, there was a crisp snap, and all the lights in the office were turned on, as if it were daytime.

Jiumu raised his eyes, and Lin Zhaoshi was standing in front of him.

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