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Mo Ming touched his head, feeling embarrassed as he said, "Could you do me a favor? I accidentally messed up my computer just now. Can you help me fix it? If President Mu finds out I broke the computer during work hours, I'm done for."
"Sure!" Wu Zhenning replied without hesitation, smiling as he added, "But I can't guarantee that I'll be able to fix it. I can give it a try."
"Then I’ll leave it to you. My career, future, family, and all those important things depend on you," Mo Ming said, as if he were betting everything he had on Wu Zhenning, which made Wu Zhenning's expression a mix of amusement and exasperation.
Wu Zhenning couldn't continue the conversation with Mo Ming and quickly went over to Mo Ming's computer. He took a look and found the screen filled with garbled text. Seeing Wu Zhenning's furrowed brow, Mo Ming wondered if he had made a mistake and asked with a smile, "So, is there any hope for my computer?"
"This situation isn't easy," Wu Zhenning nodded and said. "But I can fix it. Don't worry; just give me some time, and I can get it done."
With that assurance from Wu Zhenning, Mo Ming felt more confident in his analysis. Wu Zhenning was indeed impressive; if he could decode the garbled text, then he could probably hack into the company's computers and steal the Murong Family's confidential documents.
"Thank you so much! You're really a good person. You’re not too busy, right? Will this affect your work?" Mo Ming expressed his gratitude.
"It's fine; I can take my work home. Worst case scenario, I'll just pull an all-nighter; I'm used to it. Your issue is more pressing since President Mu doesn't like anyone messing around with computers at work. If she finds out, you'll lose your job," Wu Zhenning said with a smile as he shook his head and sat down to seriously tackle the garbled text as if it were his own problem.
Wu Zhenning's technique was very skilled, as if he had learned it before. Mo Ming stood by observing Wu Zhenning's actions.
"How did you mess up your computer like this?" Wu Zhenning asked while working on decoding the garbled text.
Mo Ming laughed awkwardly and replied, "I was too worked up and thought I'd browse some websites to cool off. I didn't expect it to end up like this."
"Well, it's better to avoid those sites in the future; too much exposure is harmful," Wu Zhenning joked.
"That's true; I won't dare to look again. There are so many viruses out there."
Half an hour later, Wu Zhenning successfully decoded the garbled text set by Mo Ming. He sighed in relief and then beamed with joy as he said, "Fortunately, this wasn't too complicated. If it had been more complex, even I might have taken two days to figure it out. You're lucky that President Mu didn't find out; your job is safe."
"Brother, I really appreciate you. If it weren't for you, I would have lost my job today. Don't mention it; consider it a favor owed to you. If you ever find yourself in trouble, just let me know, and I will do everything I can to help you."
Mo Ming thought that Wu Zhenning was not only talented but also a genuinely good person. His thoughts were not too complicated; if it weren't for finding those original ideas on his computer, Mo Ming wouldn't have doubted such a person.
"You're exaggerating. I just helped you fix your computer; there's no need for any repayment. After all, we're all just trying to make a living, and it's only right to help each other out. If you don't have anything else, I'll get back to work," Wu Zhenyu said with a friendly smile.
"Alright then, if there's nothing else, you can get back to what you were doing."
Finally, after a long day, Murong Lian walked out of the office. When Mo Ming saw her, he waved to greet her, but to his surprise, Murong Lian glanced over and completely ignored him, walking straight past.
The goddess didn't give him any face; he couldn't demand any either.
Mo Ming had no choice but to chase after her.
He caught up with her in the parking lot.
"Wait for me!" Mo Ming shouted as he ran behind her, but Murong Lian didn't look back and instead quickened her pace.
"Miss Murong, what's wrong? Why are you ignoring me?" Mo Ming managed to get in front of Murong Lian and block her path. She looked dejected and avoided making eye contact with him.
"You haven't said a word to me since yesterday. What did I do to upset you? Just say something! If you dislike me, feel free to mock or criticize me; just don't stay silent!"
After saying this, Mo Ming regretted his words and wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to say something so self-deprecating?
"I have nothing to say to you. Please move aside; I have a date. You don't need to follow me today," Murong Lian replied without looking at him and got into her car before driving away.
Only Mo Ming was left standing there, watching Murong Lian drive away in a Ferrari until she disappeared from view. He finally snapped back to reality, shaking his head with a wry smile and saying, "What did I do to deserve this? Murong Lian is really impossible to understand."
Mo Ming returned to his BMW, just about to start the engine when he saw a Black Porsche drive past his window. The woman inside was none other than Han Xue, but the man with her didn’t seem to be from the company. He wasn't particularly handsome, but anyone who could drive a Porsche must have some money.
"Ah, in this day and age, beautiful women all marry rich and handsome guys. As for us poor guys, we’re destined to be lonely for life," Mo Ming said shamelessly, not even considering what car he was currently sitting in.
The BMW 760LI China 60th Anniversary Edition costs 2.88 million RMB. Do you think a poor guy could afford such a car?
Just as Mo Ming was about to start the engine, he heard someone knocking on his window. Turning around, he was surprised to see Qiu Lan. He quickly rolled down the window and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Why can't I be here? After all, I'm part of the car-owning crowd too!" Qiu Lan replied defiantly.
"Alright then, what do you want?" Mo Ming asked.
Qiu Lan glanced at Mo Ming's car and exclaimed, "Wow! Where did you steal this from? A BMW 760LI China 60th Anniversary Edition! Hehe... what does it feel like to sit in it?"
"What does it feel like? It's just a seat; it feels the same as any other. Do you need something? If not, I'm leaving," said Mo Ming, starting to roll up the window. Qiu Lan quickly stopped him and looked at him with pleading eyes, saying, "Wait! Can you let me finish talking?"
"Fine, go ahead."
Qiu Lan struck a flirtatious pose and smiled, "Could you give me a ride home today?"
"Stop right there; you're not suited for that kind of thing, you know?" Mo Ming felt a bit awkward looking at Qiu Lan, so he quickly asked, "Aren't you part of the car-owning crowd? Why do you need me to take you home?"
"Well, I forgot that today has restrictions on driving; my car can't be on the road... I didn’t drive here today. Please! For the sake of our colleague relationship, just give me a ride," Qiu Lan looked at Mo Ming with puppy eyes. Seeing that made Mo Ming soften up. He waved his hand and said, "Alright then, get in quickly; I don't have anything else to do today."
"Ha ha, I knew you were the best!" Qiu Lan exclaimed happily as she climbed into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt. Mo Ming smiled wryly and shook his head, starting the engine and slowly leaving the parking lot.
"Mo Ming, are you a high-class handsome guy who has fallen to earth? Just the other day you looked like a total loser, and today you've transformed into a high-class handsome man. The contrast is just too great!" Qiu Lan brought up a topic.
"Not exactly a high-class handsome guy, more like a sidekick next to a rich beauty. This car was specially arranged by President Mu's father for me to drive to protect his daughter," Mo Ming replied with a smile.
"That's quite extravagant," Qiu Lan thought for a moment and then realized, "But it makes sense. President Mu is so wealthy; the bodyguard can't be a loser either. I can understand that for the sake of appearances."
Just as they reached a nearby intersection, the light turned red. Mo Ming immediately hit the brakes and stopped. Bored, he glanced out the window and noticed Wu Zhenning sitting on a bus. Mo Ming recalled that Wu Zhenning's home didn't seem to be along this route, which piqued his curiosity. He turned to Qiu Lan and said, "You're not in a hurry to get home, right? I have something to take care of. If you're not pressed for time, I can drop you off after I'm done."
"No problem, you go ahead with your business. I'm not in a rush," Qiu Lan replied without any concern.
At that moment, the light turned green, and the bus Wu Zhenning was on started moving as well. Mo Ming quickly drove behind it.
Upon arriving at City Hospital, Wu Zhenning got off the bus carrying a notebook bag. He looked around before walking into the hospital.
"Hey, isn't that Wu Zhenning? Why would he come to the hospital?" Qiu Lan exclaimed in surprise upon spotting him.
Mo Ming remained silent as he drove slowly behind Wu Zhenning, keeping a distance. Eventually, when Wu Zhenning went upstairs, Mo Ming had no choice but to stop the car quickly and explained to Qiu Lan, "I have a friend who is hospitalized and needs visiting. It wouldn't be convenient to bring you along; just wait here for me."
Qiu Lan had no doubts about Mo Ming's actions and nodded in agreement. "Go ahead; I'll play on my phone in the car while I wait for you. No need to rush."
After saying that, Mo Ming hurried after Wu Zhenning. Fortunately, Wu Zhenning had just entered an empty elevator. Mo Ming hid in a corner and waited until the elevator doors closed before stepping out.
"Fourth floor." Mo Ming saw that the elevator stopped at the fourth floor before climbing up the stairs.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, Wu Zhenning had already vanished without a trace. However, Mo Ming felt reassured knowing he was on the fourth floor, making it unlikely to be too difficult to find him. Mo Ming speculated that given Wu Zhenning's normal speed, he couldn't have disappeared too far from where he entered.
Sure enough, as Mo Ming approached the third room on the right, he heard Wu Zhenning's voice.
"You just had surgery, so don't get up. I'll feed you."
Peering through the door window, Mo Ming saw Wu Zhenning holding a takeout box, personally feeding a Female Patient. The patient looked haggard and pale, clearly suffering from a serious illness, but she seemed happy looking at Wu Zhenning.
"Take your time eating, don't rush," Wu Zhenning said with concern.
The Female Patient nodded slightly and said, "Hmm, Zhen Ning, the surgery costs five hundred thousand. Where did you borrow that from?"
Five hundred thousand for the surgery?
After hearing this, Mo Ming could roughly understand why Wu Zhenning had sold out the company; it was all to gather enough money in the shortest time possible for this Female Patient's surgery. It seemed that she was either his wife or girlfriend.
Mo Ming continued to listen and heard Wu Zhenning say, "Recently I came up with a great idea for the company and made a lot of money. The company rewarded me with five hundred thousand. The old man really has good vision; he gave me hope at this time."
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