Twenty minutes later, the firewall confrontation ended.
Two candidates were eliminated, leaving six to continue with the next operations.
Li Qiao nestled in the soft chair, her expression becoming weary.
The room was already dimly lit, and the constant flurry of various codes on the screen made her eyelids grow heavier.
Finally, she made it through the first round, and Li Qiao fell asleep leaning against the backrest of her chair.
"Boss, so what do we..."
Wang Yue didn't notice Li Qiao, and as he was looking at the confrontation results coming from the red hackers, Li Shaoquan had made it into the second round.
But, before he could finish, he saw Shang Yu's arm slightly lift, breaking him off.
Wang Yue pressed his lips together and said nothing, following the man's gaze, oh, the ancestor had fallen asleep.
He stood silently in place, pointed at the screen, then pointed at the remote in his hand. Before he could get a response from the boss, he heard a dismissal, "Go out."
