"Master, young master went to your office just now, and now he's gone out again. "
"..."
Fang Shaoan went directly to the headquarters of the Ministry of Security.
Fang Shaoan rarely came here. He mostly stayed in the family's company, which was completely owned by the Fang family's private enterprise.
And this was a state-level place. Although his father, Fang Zemin, was the biggest official here, and everyone was polite to Fang Shaoan, he still rarely came here.
He always felt that such a dignified and decent place was not suitable for him... ...
Perhaps it was because he also deeply felt that he was a good-for-nothing, and it seemed strange to come here.
But since he was helping Xia Jinqi with something, there was no harm in him making a special trip here.
As a matter of fact, everyone who entered and exited the building had to swipe their work card to ensure their identity, but he didn't have to.
The security guard called him young master and respectfully invited him in... ...
When he went upstairs, he bumped into a comrade on the night shift and even greeted him. "Young Master, are you looking for Minister Fang? He's already off work! "
"Uh, he forgot to take his things. Let me help him get them. " Fang Shaoan randomly found an excuse and suddenly felt that this lie was a little exciting.
If his father knew that he had secretly come here, he would definitely beat him up again.
After going upstairs, he avoided the sight of a few patrols and went straight to the 13th floor, the secret archives storage room.
The first thing to do when entering the door was to enter the password.
An ordinary person would be stopped when they reached here.
However, Fang Shaoan was not an ordinary person. He casually pressed a string of password and the door opened.
He had no choice. He knew his father's password very well.
He walked inside and entered a control room.
Fang Shaoan first entered a string of ids, and then the big screen showed: permission required.
He took out the small black box from the safe at home, plugged it into the computer, and then entered a string of passwords.
The computer quickly verified and then showed: Permission Granted, permission to enter!
At the same time, a mechanical wall on the right side of the computer clicked and slid open.
Fang Shaoan rubbed his little hands excitedly and entered the archives room in a flash.
In the huge space, there were countless bookshelves arranged in a regular manner. Each shelf had a label on it, which meant that these documents were classified according to a certain rule.
And these were old documents from many years ago. They were all stored on paper.
Fang Shaoan glanced at them casually and smiled. "Dad, you're quite smart. With this arrangement, even if other people came in, they wouldn't be able to find the documents they wanted, right? Unfortunately, your son, I, am extremely smart and have perfectly inherited your talent... "
After being narcissistic for a while, Fang Shaoan easily followed the arrangement of the documents and found a thick document bag with the words "Lu Yiming" written on it.
Fang Zemin wanted his son to inherit his future career, so even if Fang Shaoan was unwilling, he was forced to learn a lot of skills in this area.
He didn't expect it to come in Handy.
This file room had so many layers of protection. If it weren't for Fang Shaoan, other people wouldn't have been able to come in smoothly.
He patted the document bag with one hand, and a wave of dust immediately assaulted his nose.
"Cough, cough, cough! " Fang Shaoan choked until he coughed, and he even coughed up tears.
It took him a lot of effort to calm down before he used the weak light on his phone to open the document bag and take out the documents inside.
The paper was a little yellow, and it looked like it was quite old.