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Chapter 135 Delete

Chapter 135 Delete

Author: Sugar Fried Rice Noodles

After overhearing Xu Nianhe and Zhou Wenhong's conspiracy, she thought hard and came up with such a solution that was not honorable to say.

Regarding this matter, Jian Anran felt that she might not tell Wen Siheng the truth for a long time to come, or even forever.

He would most likely despise such behavior.

The behavior he despises was exactly what Jian Anran conspired to do.

Last night, Wen Siheng was notified to go to the venue to draw lots for the order of today's report. Everyone had already received the news in advance——

ZH studio reported to their team.

After deciding in her heart that this was not a glorious thing, Jian Anran's tightly clenched palms began to sweat crazily.

At 8:35, there were not many people in the hall, and there were no staff at the entrance of the venue.

Standing up her chest, Jian Anran hung her purple work ID card on her chest.

The purple work badge is the only certificate for entering and exiting the venue. Whether it is an internal staff member or an external person participating in the meeting, it is the same work badge. The only difference is the text inside.

Because there were not many people in the morning, most of the infield staff were still taking the time to make final preparations.

No one saw Jian Anran, who was secretly sweating on her forehead, and she just walked into the venue.

There were boxes of mineral water stacked next to the table responsible for signing in. Jian Anran calmly took a tray from the table, opened the plastic packaging of the mineral water, randomly put a few bottles of water on it, and walked into the venue.

"Are you...?" A female voice came from behind, and Jian Anran subconsciously shrank her shoulders, her heart beating wildly.

Trying her best to suppress her disordered breathing, she took a deep breath, a standard smile appeared on her lips, and she gently held the work badge on her chest with her left hand.

The other person had a haircut and was wearing a black professional skirt. She reached out to adjust her glasses and glanced at her work badge casually.

"Sorry, there are a lot of staff today. I looked at you and wanted to confirm. Thank you for your hard work."

Jian Anran forced out a big smile: "It should be."

The other party did not become suspicious again. The busy venue made her not even notice that Jian Anran's forehead was dripping with sweat.

Conference Room 1, Conference Room 2... Walking through the long corridor beside the venue, Jian Anran finally found the Conference Room 6 they were assigned.

When she entered the conference room, she hesitated for a moment, but finally did not close the door.

I don’t know when the staff will check here. In a conference hall with open doors, a closed door is more likely to attract attention and make people suspicious.

I looked up at the ceiling. Surveillance cameras were installed on all four corners.

She had no choice but to implement her plan b. (Plan B)

Carefully placing the water in the tray on each seat one by one, when passing by the computer controlling the screen, the center of gravity of her arm tilted, and a bottle of mineral water rolled to the ground.

Immediately squatting under the table, Jian Anran quickly plugged the USB port in her pocket into the computer host.

"We're in Conference Room 6 now." Someone shouted from outside the corridor.

In a dilemma for a moment, Jian Anran hid under the table.

Are you going out now?

But what if someone discovers that they are not an infield staff member?

If someone discovers that he is hiding under the table, how will he explain himself?

"Huh? This conference room has been decorated." The staff member stood at the door and said to himself.

Her heart felt like it was in her throat. Jian Anran just hugged her knees with her hands and hid quietly under the table, not daring to make a sound.

"This one has been decorated, and all six conference rooms have been confirmed." The person at the door spoke into the intercom in his hand and left.

Hearing that there seemed to be no movement at the door, Jian Anran came out from under the table.

Craning her neck to make sure there was no one around, she took out the water that had rolled under the table and put it on the table.

Glancing at the surveillance camera guiltily, Jian Anran stood up, patted her skirt, and then walked out the door pretending to be calm.

As the registration time approached, all the infield staff gathered at the conference venue and at the entrance. There was no one in the long corridor.

In such a public place, she had almost no luck with the illusion that there would be a blind spot for surveillance. She could only secretly pray that such a small thing would not be enough to make the staff check the surveillance.

When the monitoring records are overwritten after 30 days, her little secret will forever become a mystery at this bidding meeting.

Before entering, I loosened the laces of my leather shoes and gently rubbed them against the table legs.

Squatting behind the door, Jane Anran loosened and tied her shoelaces, tied them and loosened them again. After confirming that there was no one else around, she took out a mouse from her pocket.

This is the USB mouse she just removed from her computer when she returned to her room.

Jian Anran squatted at the door and uninstalled all software such as Office, Acrobat (pdf reading software) and even browser (can also be used to open pdf) on the computer in Conference Room 6.

Of course she knows very well that most of their construction project reports will be exported into pdf format, and a few may be in ppt format.

As long as all the software that can be used to open pdf and ppt is uninstalled from the computer, then of course Xu Nianhe's project will be useless.

After uninstalling the software, Jian Anran even felt a little scary.

She still couldn't believe that she could come up with such a destructive trick in just ten minutes, and even put it into practice.

She went to the corner of the venue again and put a few bottles of water on the tray. By placing the water again, she repeated her old trick and quickly pulled out the USB plug and stuffed it into her pocket.

Her heart was still pounding until she walked out of the venue.

The last step left now is to import their report documents into image format.

The computer may not be able to open ppt or pdf, but the built-in software will definitely be able to open the most basic image formats.

The whole thing was almost seamless, the only flaw was that she couldn't wait for the elevator to go downstairs.

She completely underestimated the number of people attending the meeting. Within fifteen minutes, every elevator that opened in front of her was packed to the brim, and even when it was full, the elevators would go off without even opening the door.

As a last resort, Jane Anran opened the fire door of the escape stairway.

After going around the stairs a few times and approaching the threshold of hypoglycemia, Jian Anran finally saw the green sign on the first floor.

"Sorry for delaying everyone, I got up late." This is how she explained to the team members.

Others didn't seem to have much reaction. On the contrary, Mi Yingying, the heart-warming little angel, kept comforting her, but Xiangyi made some sarcastic remarks along the way.

The leaders came on stage one after another, and Jian Anran didn't listen to a word of what was said at the opening ceremony.

From time to time, her eyes glanced at the door leading to the conference room on the right side of the venue. Jane Anran had no intention of listening to these clichés.

Although he knew very well that what he did was unethical, when he thought about Xu Nianhe relying on his own power, he went out of his way to get in touch with the directors of the foundation, and the result was already decided before he even reported it.

She was very unwilling.


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