The location of the file is found.
But the file has been emptied, but that's ok.
"Dean, this may take 40 minutes."
"Yeah." Dean Fu has already arranged, "No one will come."
Xing Ruisi and Dean Fu are both people who can keep silent, so waiting is not boring for them.
The light from the projection terminal shone on the young man's cheek.
Some things that he couldn't understand flashed before his eyes. Dean Fu didn't understand these things, but he saw countless junk files being filtered out after a series of numbers that he couldn't understand.
"You understand this very well?"
"Rely on this to eat."
"Are you also the one invited out by Mosi?"
"It can be said this way." In his own field, Xing Ruisi has never been too modest.
Too humble, easy to be looked down upon.
"The hero is a teenager." He sighed.
Xing Ruisi turned around, "I haven't done anything yet, so I'm not a hero."
Old Dean Fu chuckled, "Those invited by him will become heroes sooner or later."
Is this Kwames or praise him.
"By the way, Dean, you come here today to do this..."
"It won't affect you." Old Dean Fu said lightly, "I won't be the dean here in a few days."
"Are you going to quit?"
"Yes, it's bad luck to wait any longer."
They were all from the trenches. Xing Ruisi was introduced by Mosi. Dean Fu took no precautions against him and told him about his going to the Federal Military Academy.
By the way, a wave of complaints about Federal University will be cold sooner or later.
Let such a sack sit high.
"These two people hold important positions in the Department of Spiritual Healing. It doesn't matter if the director of teaching affairs has no healing ability. In the Academic Affairs Office, it's fine to do chores and have business ability."
"This one here, two points of effort are useless, that's it, is there any student with a high level? Dare to call himself a teacher?"
"Sooner or later, it will fall. It's better to take advantage of the decline and leave early."
"Too."
During the conversation, forty minutes passed quickly, and the source file sent by Qiuqiu to Professor Mei, who then forwarded to the Dean of Academic Affairs, appeared on Xing Ruisi's terminal.
"Walk?"
"Does the dean have time? I'll find something else."
"Yes, what's the matter?"
It's all here, Xing Rui thought about it: "See if there is anything wrong with this chat record."
But it's a pity that the other side is not stupid enough, and some of the more important messages should be sent using special codes or meetings, dictation, and communication.
No valuable written information was left behind, but no matter what, with this source document, the case was won.
"Then let's go."
"Walk."
Before leaving, he slammed the two people's spirits hard, then withdrew his coercion, knocked over a bucket of water in the office, and poured it on the two people before leaving.
They came quietly, and the two of them left quietly.
An hour and a half later, the chip storing the source files was returned to the original owner and sent to Qiuqiu.
Two hours later, Xing Ruisi showed up at the military headquarters and got into his own research institute.
Dean Fu used a machine to express and emptied everything in his yard.
A large-scale resignation has been discussed on his side, but the resignation letter has not yet been submitted.
He will wait until the lawsuit before leaving.
Because at that time the lawsuit had already been won, he just left: it was difficult to accept that he was in the same rank as the filthy and left.
Dean Fu looked at the bright stars in the sky.
Another day passed, and Judgment Day was truly upon us.