At 4 PM on the 28th, Gao Ang went to the deep sea alone again.
As soon as I got off the plane and turned on my phone, a barrage of missed calls and messages bombarded me.
Zhang Youwei didn't have one, because he was waiting at the exit.
Most of them belonged to Wan Xinyue, also known as Lao Wan.
There aren't any major problems. The final debugging of Dragon Brain No. 1 is basically complete. I hope he can go to the site to take another look and make sure everything is perfect.
"Give me a separate gateway port, I'll take a look when I have time."
After replying to the message, Gao Feng instructed Qian Sui to resolve the issue of Dragon Brain No. 1.
"Remember, don't make this Dragon Brain No. 1 too smart. Just give it the intelligence of a seven or eight-year-old."
"Don't worry, sir, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."
He turned off his phone, waved to Zhang Youwei, and the two went to the parking lot.
Zhang Youwei didn't bring a driver; he drove himself.
Gao Ang lay half-reclined in the passenger seat, playing with his phone as he observed Qian Sui's surgery on Longnao No. 1.
"Mr. Gao, I'm sorry."
Zhang Youwei said this as soon as he fastened his seatbelt.
"Apologize for what?"
Gao Ang looked completely bewildered. "Just for a little bit of NSG raw materials?"
“…” Zhang Youwei didn’t know how to answer.
It feels strange, like the big boss doesn't care at all; but if you say no, he hasn't figured out how to come up with a suitable reason yet.
"Although that thing is very precious, I can still supply you with a steady stream, so don't worry. As for whether it will be stolen or copied by others, don't worry about that either. If they manage to copy it, we'll sue them until they're bankrupt. Besides, it's just a tiny bit that's lost. That little thing won't cause any trouble. Relax, don't worry."
Patting Zhang Youwei on the shoulder, Gao Ang comforted him, "By the way, how are you feeling? Didn't you stay in the hospital for more than a few days?"
"I'm fine now, and I even feel more energetic than before."
"That's for sure. They've won over a lot of people with this very tactic," Gao Ang muttered to himself.
The pathogenic factors in Zhang Youwei's body are actually similar to the effects of pear blossom ointment, only targeting different areas of cells.
"Mr. Gao, why don't you take a rest first?"
"What rest? You called me here in such a hurry because you want to find out where those raw materials are. Go straight to the workshop."
With a wave of his right hand, Gao pointed ahead and said, "Drive carefully, the light is about to turn yellow."
"Oh." Zhang Youwei slammed on the brakes, almost throwing Gao Ang off balance.
"Don't rush, drive slowly. The traffic in Shenzhen is even worse than in Shanghai."
Looking out the window at the bustling traffic, Gao Yang felt a pang of sadness.
...
Two hours later, the two arrived at the processing workshop in the suburbs of the deep sea.
When problems arose, Zhang Youwei immediately halted production, and employees stayed in their respective offices, waiting for the final outcome.
After getting out of the car, Gao Ang immediately activated his full power field and found the hidden raw materials in seconds.
But you have to pretend at least a little.
He pulled a palm-sized object, resembling a compass, from his pocket, fiddled with it for a moment, and then strode forward.
The pointer above always points in a certain direction, and even if Gao Ao deviates from the main line, the pointer will still firmly point to that place.
"This is?"
Zhang Youwei glanced at the compass, his eyes filled with doubt.
He has conducted various analyses on NSG raw materials, and found that they have no magnetic properties whatsoever, except for their hardness.
"It's similar to a compass, but it's very complicated to make. I only have this one. I'll make one for you when I have time."
Gao Ang answered his question and continued walking forward.
It's not that he's stingy, but there's no such thing as a magic compass; he relies on his full power field.
As for what to do with Zhang Youwei in the future... just drag it out. What else can we do but not give it to him?
It's called a processing workshop, but it's actually more like a laboratory. It's very clean and quiet; you could even call it an office building.
The two went straight to the lounge without beating around the bush.
Push open the door, walk straight in, past the sofa, past the conference table, and finally come to a coffee machine.
There was still some coffee left inside, and the aroma of coffee beans wafted through the air.
"Are you planning to drink it and take it with you?"
He pointed to the coffee machine, looking both amused and exasperated.
Perhaps because they arrived just in time, the man was startled and retreated before he could even drink his coffee.
Zhang Youwei quickly took out his phone and called for help to handle the situation.
“We have to do a check and clean every day before and after get off work here, so it’s unlikely that the virus can be carried out through the skin, so…”
"Is the check only at the entrance?"
Gao Ang asked a question.
"Most of the employees here are my old colleagues and junior classmates, so I didn't guard against them too much. Who knew..."
Zhang Youwei shook his head, feeling betrayed.
"Following your line of thinking, there shouldn't be any cameras in here, right?"
"No..." Zhang Youwei could barely speak.
Gao Ang didn't say anything more, but sighed inwardly. This is what people born into poverty are like.
They are too sentimental and lack the cunning of city dwellers, or rather, they are not professional enough.
That makes sense. If Zhang Youwei were the kind of person who could be cunning, would he still be in that position? Wouldn't he have been promoted to a higher level long ago?
"Let's go, take me to meet my colleagues."
Meeting with colleagues was a pretense; the real purpose was to find the culprit.
After wandering around the lounge, he had collected enough data, including the smells of people who had come into contact with the coffee machine in the past half day.
In particular, he clearly "saw" a woman pouring something into the coffee machine from a bulging part.
Before she could even pour the coffee, she hurriedly left the lounge. At that moment, there was still a blurry figure at the lounge door; judging by his build, he was a man.
Could it be the work of a pair of thieves?
Are there any couples or boyfriends/girlfriends in the company?
"There are no married couples, as far as I know, but there is one couple who are boyfriend and girlfriend, publicly acknowledged, but I don't know about their private life."
Zhang Youwei thought for a moment and then answered.
"President Gao is into office romances...?" Zhang Youwei continued to probe.
"No objection. A husband and wife working together is invincible. We should encourage it. Just asking."
Zhang Youwei breathed a sigh of relief. He knew some of the unspoken rules of large companies, and they were generally very resistant to office romances.
He was also afraid that this General Manager Gao would make mandatory requirements in this area, in which case he would have no choice but to break up the couple or ruthlessly dismiss someone.
Following the path of the odor molecules, I arrived directly at the entrance of the first office building.
"This is the office of the raw material assembly area, and that couple works here."
Zhang Youwei took the initiative and pushed open the glass door of the office.
Ang Gao went in and wandered around, casually greeting everyone and telling them to continue what they were doing. "The investigation is almost over, and the raw materials have all been found. As for who it was..." He paused, glancing at the couple, "It's not important. Everyone has their difficulties. I hope that before you leave work, you or your partners can explain the whole story to General Manager Zhang. I'm a soft-hearted person, and so is General Manager Zhang. If everyone can continue working, we'll let bygones be bygones. If anyone wants to fight to the bitter end, I'll have to fire them all."
Gao Ang repeated the same words in every office.
Back in Zhang Youwei's office, Gao Ang sat down on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water.
“Go and talk to them one-on-one, give some people another chance.”
After taking a sip of water, Gao Ang looked up at Zhang Youwei and said.
"Alright, Mr. Gao, take a rest for a while."
After Zhang Youwei left, Gao Ang instructed the Emperor to do some things.
Gao Feng didn't give any further instructions on the order of the conversation, as that would have been too obvious.
By the time the two female employees who were dating were ready to talk, it was already 9:30 p.m.
During that time, Gao Ang ordered McDonald's for all his employees. It wasn't that he was stingy, but fast food was the most suitable option. You can't have two dishes for each person, that would seem too casual.
In any case, the company is still in a state of emergency.
To Gao Long's surprise, the female employee actually told him the whole story in detail.
Five minutes later, Zhang Youwei checked his phone. "Time's up. Go back now and call the next person."
Rubbing his flushed cheeks, Zhang Youwei forced a fake smile and continued the conversation.
At 11:30 p.m., after all the employees had finished their conversation, Gao Ang directly asked the security guards to let them through.
Inside Zhang Youwei's office, the two sat facing each other.
"Mr. Gao, what's the next step?"
Faced with such a major mishap, Zhang Youwei abandoned his usual high spirits and asked somewhat cautiously.
"Just do nothing and let them go to work as usual. By the way, you weren't kidnapped by them last time, were you?"
Zhang Youwei slapped his thigh. "Someone is definitely up to something, but it can't be them. They were my former lab colleagues. I tested NSG in another lab that time, so they couldn't have accessed that information."
"Then you should give DJI a heads-up; they might owe you a favor."
Gao Ang took a sip of tea and offered a suggestion.
"I'll stay here for two more days and take a look at the deep-sea scenery. I'm so old, but I've never really been to the deep sea before."
“That’s great, I’ll be Mr. Gao’s guide.”
"No way, you go about your business, I'm just wandering around aimlessly."
Gao Ang waved his hand and declined Zhang Youwei's suggestion.
Zhang Youwei had already booked a hotel for him and completed the check-in procedures. He went upstairs to take a shower and didn't leave the hotel until 1 a.m.
The young couple lived some distance from the hotel.
Following Chitose's instructions, he quickly floated 1,000 meters above a newly built apartment building.
He could see the scene below clearly; he could see right through a campervan, inside which were the two employees and two outdoor live streamers.
Gao Yang knew these two anchors; they were former colleagues, but the kind of colleagues who were practically unreachable.
He's a top streamer, while he's just a side job streamer; there's no comparison.
"I had planned everything, but I never expected the mole to always be around me."
Qian Sui rolled her eyes: They don't even know you, so what kind of "close friend" are you?
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