How could Ye Wangchuan really want an elder over sixty to bow his head and thank him? He changed the subject and asked, "Mr. Cheng, have you thought of a name for it?"
"Well..." Master Cheng came out of his sentimental mood and smiled: "I chose it twenty years ago."
"What?"
"tsar."
Ye Wangchuan repeated the name in his mind and praised it cheerfully: "Good name."
"As long as you think it's good." The main purpose of Master Cheng calling him was to report to him on the progress of the Tsar. Now that he had finished, he said, "I'll give you a report later."
"Okay." Ye Wangchuan was still lazy, but with a clear look in his eyes, he walked back and did not refuse Master Cheng's suggestion to write a report.
Master Cheng is a grandfather in terms of seniority, but he is a junior to outsiders.
But in the Ninth Institute, when it comes to work matters, Ye Wangchuan never judges people by their seniority, he just does what he wants.
Master Cheng was also accustomed to this working mode. He spoke to him for a few more words and then turned around and hung up the phone.
Ye Wangchuan walked back to the study with the hung up phone, pulled out a chair and sat down, put his legs under the table, and called Bo Jingxing in a lazily and relaxed manner.
The other end answered immediately: "Hello."
Ye Wangchuan opened his computer mailbox and waited for Master Cheng's report: "That project has produced results."
"Really?!" There was a lot of noise in the background on Bo Jingxing's end.
Ye Wangchuan heard that he seemed to say something to the people around him, and quickly walked from the noisy environment to a quiet place.
"When did it happen?"
"tonight."
Bo Jingxing took a breath: "Why suddenly..."
Ye Wangchuan supported his face with his hands and did not hide the truth from him: "Didn't Feng Yu and Xie Tingyun come to Nian Nian's birthday party? Master Cheng saw it. They came to my place to find Nian Nian in the afternoon, and Nian Nian contacted Master Feng and the others for him. The three of them chatted on video for a while, and it was done in the evening." When Bo Jingxing heard that Qiao Nian played a key role in it again, he was surprised, but also felt that it was not that surprising.
"Does Miss Qiao know?"
"Lu Zhi is here." Ye Wangchuan rubbed his brows, his tone tinged with irritation: "I haven't told her yet."
Bo Jingxing immediately understood what he was worried about. As a playboy who played games in the human world, he gave a very pertinent suggestion: "Discuss everything together."
"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan rarely responded.
He looked up and saw an extra email in his mailbox. It should be the report that Master Cheng had just sorted out and sent.
Ye Wangchuan said to Bo Jingxing frivolously: "Since the Tsar has already figured it out, it's time to let the traitor know the news."
"I'll arrange it right away."
Bo Jingxing is much more reliable than Qin Si and more experienced than Gu San. As soon as Ye Wangchuan mentioned it, he knew what he should do.
Ye Wangchuan knew that he was reliable, but this was a big deal.
This time they must eliminate the hidden traitor in Jiusuo in one fell swoop!
So Qianqian reminded him: "The other party is very smart, remember not to be too explicit, be careful not to alert the enemy..."
"Yeah." Bo Jingxing said confidently, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Ye Wangchuan hung up the phone, put the phone back on the desk, his eyes fell on the computer screen, his palm covering the mouse to operate the email.
The email was full of various sophisticated calculations and drawings.
From the appearance of the object to the screws inside, there are detailed markings.
This drawing may look ordinary, but those who know the value of it will understand that its value far exceeds the value of money.
(End of this chapter)