1935: C1935 We'll Steal the Design Drafts

C1935 We'll Steal the Design Drafts

"All right, don't get in the way here. I'm done with this, too. We can go now." After rubbing Yan Yan's shoulder, Huo Niannian walked forward and said to the staff, "You can go back when you are almost done. It is not too late to come back tomorrow."2

The staff picked up the bread on the table and continued to eat. He shouted at Yan Yan, "Okay."

When they walked to the aisle, Huo Niannian shouted at Zhou Tong who was still busy at her seat, "Zhou Tong, help me turn off the computer before we leave. My computer is still on."

Zhou Tong was stunned and then she was overjoyed. She tried her best to suppress the smile on her face.

She wanted to find a chance to get close to Huo Niannian's computer, but she did not expect to get it without much effort.

Zhou Tong suppressed the excitement in her heart and said, "Okay!"

"Why do you need someone to turn off this computer for you? Your President? I'll help you turn it off"

As he spoke, he started walking towards Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Yan Yan nervously and kept praying in her heart that he would not do it.

The next moment, Huo Niannian pulled Yan Yan over and walked towards the door. "It's just once in a while. It doesn't matter anymore. Let's go home!"

"Alright..." Yan Yan reluctantly compromised.

Zhou Tong let out a sigh of relief and looked at Huo Niannian and Yan Yan's departing figures. Her eyes gradually revealed a look of determination.

Huo Niannian and Yan Yan harmonized with each other and flawlessly put on this act.

The other people in the studio also did not notice anything unusual and Zhou Tong did not know that in the corner of Huo Niannian's studio, there was a pinhole camera facing her computer.

If Zhou Tong wanted to steal the design drafts, she would be walking into a trap.

Wait a minute. After Huo Niannian and Yan Yan walked out of the studio, Yan asked impatiently, "Sister Niannian, how can you be sure that she would steal the drafts?"

Huo Niannian shook her head. She did not have the ability to predict the future. She was not sure if Zhou Tong would activate the drafts. However, she speculated that Zhou Tong would do so. During the day, she had been observing Zhou Tong's every move. She found out that Zhou Tong had been looking at her office 23 times while she was working. Many times, her gaze fell on her computer.

It was needless to say what was in the computer. Zhou Tong would not stare at her computer for no reason, so Huo Niannian guessed that Zhou Tong would steal the drafts.

"Then where are we going now?"

Huo Niannian looked at the floor of the studio and her eyes became colder and colder, "Waiting for the rabbit."

...

As time passed by, the number of people in the studio became fewer and fewer.

Zhou Tong calmly stood up from her seat and walked into Huo Niannian's office. Just as she was about to turn off Huo Niannian's computer, she found the main interface of Huo Niannian's computer. In the displayed folder, there were all kinds of documents for the design drafts of the exhibition.

With a flash of inspiration, Zhou Tong ran back to her seat. Taking advantage of the fact that the surrounding people were not paying attention, she picked up a USB drive and walked into Yan Yan's office again.

After inserting the USB drive into the computer, she selected all the software in the folder. She copied all of them into the USB drive. As the file was relatively large, it took almost five minutes for Zhou Tong to copy all the files into the USB.

Throughout the entire process, Zhou Tong's heart was trembling with fear. She was afraid that the process of stealing business secrets would be discovered by the other employees of the studio.

After removing the USB drive, Zhou Tong quickly turned off Huo Niannian's computer.

After taking a long breath, she walked out of Huo Niannian's office.

Walking into her own seat, Zhou Tong's heart was still beating non-stop. Even when she was cleaning the table, her hands were trembling.

Swallowing her saliva, Zhou Tong carried her backpack, turned off the computer, and walked out of the studio.

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