Wen Siheng said "Oh" before suddenly remembering this person. He smiled and said hello to Ning Beibei, "Hello."
"Which computer?" Ning Beibei put the bag on the table with a bang.
Lifting her chin, Jian Anran pointed to the computer in front of Wen Siheng.
Immediately realizing what Jian Anran meant, Wen Siheng stood up and made way for Ning Beibei in time.
After taking a look at the computer interface and confirming that the host system was the familiar win10, Ning Beibei turned around and took out a USB flash drive from the mezzanine of her bag.
"Fortunately, the system is the same as mine, so it's easy." Ning Beibei inserted the USB flash drive into the computer host.
Ning Beibei skillfully pulled the keyboard over. Ning Beibei was used to placing the keyboard at a 30-degree angle, with her left hand on the keyboard and her right hand controlling the mouse.
With skilled keyboard and mouse cooperation, a black box filled with English letters soon appeared on the computer interface.
"Isn't Ning Beibei a classmate in our department?" Wen Siheng was suddenly curious.
Looking at Ning Beibei's serious back with pride, Jian Anran replied very proudly: "Yes, Ning Beibei is very good at computers. She even signed up to be a volunteer at WWDC before."
After Ning Beibei finished operating the computer, a progress bar quickly popped up in the interface.
"Okay, just wait," she stood up and stretched, "you'll know the result when the progress bar runs out."
"Aren't you considering developing in the computer direction?" Wen Siheng looked at the computer interface and became curious.
Ning Beibei raised her eyebrows, and a few wrinkles appeared on her forehead, "Is the teacher saying that my design is not good?"
"It's too much to worry about," Wen Siheng immediately objected, "It just seems that computers are more suitable for you."
"That doesn't mean my design is not good." Ning Beibei complained softly.
Soon the computer screen flashed, and after the progress bar ran out, a black program box densely filled with English words appeared again.
Ning Beibei held her chin with her hand, sat down and flipped through the program box, "Well..." for a long time.
"This computer has no record of being hacked, so it is very safe."
There are no traces of invasion...
Wen Siheng was unwilling to prejudgmently doubt his students, but when all the evidence pointed to Xiangyi, there were no traces of intrusion on her computer, which was indeed not an optimistic phenomenon.
At this moment, Wen Siheng would rather Xiangyi's computer be hacked. That would be better for everyone and the matter would be much easier to solve.
"Pa!"
The office door was forcefully opened from the outside, a gust of wind blew from the corridor, and the wooden door was thrown heavily against the wall.
Xiangyi stood at the door panting, his cheeks a little red, and his hair on his forehead was messy on his face.
"How's it going? The result...has the result come out?" His eyes quickly swept across the black program box on the computer interface, and Xiangyi's eyes flashed with panic.
When she just received a call from Jian Anran, Ning Beibei had already briefly understood the current crisis in their studio.
Knowing that things were definitely not simple, Ning Beibei immediately stood up and gave up her seat when she saw Xiangyi's unfriendly eyes.
"Fortunately, none of the computers in our office were affected." Wen Siheng always remained calm.
"Really..." Xiangyi raised the corners of his lips in embarrassment, staring nervously at the program box on the computer screen for a while, and then shifted his gaze to Ning Beibei.
"Why is she here?" Xiangyi glanced.
"Thank you to Ning Beibei for coming to help check the computer. Thank you for your hard work." Wen Siheng took over the conversation.
Ning Beibei immediately took over the conversation, "It's okay, teacher, senior, if you have any questions, you can contact me at any time."
As she spoke, she pulled out the USB flash drive, threw it into her bag, and waved her hand towards Jian Anran, "Xiao Jian, see you in the dormitory later."
"Bye." Jian Anran waved.
Not long after Ning Beibei left, Song Qi ran back sweating profusely. He drank a big sip of water as soon as he entered the door, and panted to bring everyone the bad news:
"The person in charge of Party A who just contacted us said that the project publicity period of ZH Studio has ended ahead of schedule, and now the affordable housing project has officially entered the follow-up approval process."
"The construction team has also negotiated and will enter the site next Monday."
"Is there such a thing as ending the publicity period early? Then what else are they announcing?" Jian Anran complained immediately after hearing this.
"So," she suddenly thought, "will the other party not accept the materials we prepared?"
Song Qi nodded, confirming her guess.
Almost subconsciously, Jian Anran was suddenly curious about Wen Siheng's reaction——
As things stand now, Wen Siheng, who has high emotional intelligence, is calm in the face of danger. To put it bluntly, he always wears that paralyzed face before big events.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly dropped to freezing point, and Jian Anran did not dare to take a deep breath, fearing that breathing too loudly would break the deathly silence.
Leaning on Jian Anran's desk, Wen Siheng put his hands in his pockets. After a moment of silence, he finally pursed his lips, stood up and smiled nonchalantly.
"There is nothing we can do about this. We should focus on our studies first."
"But..." As soon as Song Qi opened his mouth to retort, Wen Siheng looked over and stopped him.
"Don't worry about the project anymore. Don't try to fix things that are beyond your control. Just treat it as a way to make up for it and stop the loss in time."
As soon as he stood up, there was another "bang!" sound from the office door, which was thrown against the wall of the corridor.
"Teacher Xu?" Xiangyi shouted in surprise.
Everyone turned around and realized that standing at the door was Xu Nianhe, who looked a little ugly.
Men: So no one cares about my feelings?
"Is your teacher here?" As soon as Xu Nianhe finished speaking, he saw Wen Siheng in front of the table in the corner, "I have something to discuss with you, please..."
Her words stopped abruptly. Wen Siheng immediately understood, stood up and faced the direction of the small office, "Please come this way."
Under everyone's gaze, Wen Siheng and Xu Nianhe walked into the small office one after another. They could only see two figures sitting down almost at the same time. The moment the glass door was closed, all sounds inside and outside were cut off.
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"Why is she here?" Xiangyi immediately looked at Song Qi curiously.
Shrugging, Song Qi said he was not sure.
In their current view, Xu Nianhe is a vested beneficiary of this war without gunpowder, and she should be arrogant and show off her power, but now she seems to be more anxious than them.
……
"Tell me, what happened?" Wen Siheng took out a disposable plastic cup from the water dispenser, filled it with water and pushed it in front of Xu Nianhe.
"I..." Lowered his eyelids, Xu Nianhe hesitated for a long time and was speechless.