"Master Gu, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." The middle-aged man didn't talk for long and quickly said goodbye.

Gu Ting smiled and watched him leave, his eyes growing colder.

Shen Qing glanced over.

[No such person found: He has left now, please contact your person to come over.]

"What are you playing?" Gu Ting gently touched Shen Qing's hair, grabbed a strand and wrapped it around his fingertips.

"Nothing, let's go." Shen Qing put away his phone and stood up from his chair.

"Okay." Gu Ting held her hand and they walked out together.

"Master, something bad has happened." Eleven came over hurriedly.

Gu Ting frowned, "What's wrong?"

"It's Xie Ye's call."

Mo Wuxie called Gu Ting, but no one answered, so he called Eleven.

Gu Ting narrowed his eyes and reached out to take the phone.

"We've run into a big problem on Chuyi. A terrorist organization from Continent F is attacking our system, taking advantage of a loophole in a virus that hasn't been completely cleared."

Mo Wuxie’s voice was not small, and Shen Qing, standing next to Gu Ting, heard it clearly.

"Okay, got it."

"Brother Ting, why aren't you anxious at all? In less than three minutes, we have already lost more than 200 million." Mo Wuxie's hair almost turned white with anxiety.

"How much shares do you own in Jinmen?" Shen Qing asked after he hung up the phone.

Gu Ting was slightly stunned. "Sixty."

"Oh, there are quite a lot." Shen Qing nodded, "I'll go take a look."

“Qingqing, you…” Gu Ting was a little happy that Shen Qing was willing to help him.

Shen Qing glanced at him coldly, “Don’t think too much, I’m paid.”

Gu Ting smiled and scratched her nose, "Golden Gate and I are both yours."

"You want to cripple your right hand too?" Shen Qing grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

Looking at the slender white hand on the wrist, it was cold and had the texture of jade.

Gu Ting lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Qingqing took the initiative to hold my hand?"

Shen Qing paused, quickly let go, and glanced at him sideways, "Slut."

Gu Ting smiled and opened the car door for Shen Qing, “Get in first.”

The technical department is at the very back, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to drive there.

As soon as Shen Qing got out of the car, he attracted everyone's attention.

When Mo Wuxie got the news, he quickly went downstairs. When he saw the girl behind Gu Ting, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

"Chen Qing, you...you are here!" Mo Wuxie walked around Gu Ting and spoke to Shen Qing excitedly.

Mo Wuxie's behavior left his subordinates standing beside him dumbfounded. Who was this little girl named Chen Qing?

Why does it feel like Mr. Ting and Mr. Xie are all around her?

Gu Ting glanced at Mo Wuxie, stepped between the two of them, and said expressionlessly, "Go in first."

Mo Wuxie just noticed this jealous person, smiled embarrassedly, and then said to Shen Qing, "Please."

Once Shen Qing arrived, the technical department's problems became easier.

The terrorist organization's attack was fierce, and the virus left by Li Goudan could not be completely eliminated in a few times. They took advantage of this opportunity and made a lot of money in Kinmen.

Chuyi sat at the computer with a frown on his face and drops of sweat dripping from his forehead.

When the decoding reaches 98%, you and a red exclamation mark will immediately appear on the screen, indicating failure.

"Chuyi, drink some water." Twelve brought him a cup of tea.

Chuyi didn't have time to pay attention to him, his eyes still fixed on the computer, "Put it aside for now."

"Okay... Hey, Master Ting is here, and Miss Chen?" Twelve heard footsteps and looked towards the stairs.

"Chen Qing?" Chu Yi paused for a moment and turned his head to look over there. The girl was dressed in black and wearing a hat so her face couldn't be seen clearly. Her hair was very long and fell on her shoulders.

"What is she doing here?" Chuyi asked unhappily.

Twelve narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Miss Shen is Mr. Ting's girlfriend, it's normal for her to come here."

"You don't have to be like this when you're in love." Chuyi withdrew his gaze and concentrated on cracking the program.

"Chuyi, make some room." Mo Wuxie walked over and patted Chuyi on the shoulder.

A year ago, computers controlled a quarter of the equipment in the technical department.

"What?" Chu Yi was stunned and looked at Mo Wuxie in disbelief. If he guessed correctly, he was giving his position to Chen Qing.

"Master Xie, I'm busy." Chuyi glanced at Chen Qing and said in a muffled voice.