At midnight, Chaoyang Group was submerged in silence. At this moment, a vaguely visible figure appeared within the confines of the company.
"The archival room? It should be here!" the figure murmured to himself, then headed in the direction of the archival room.
With a beep, the door to the archival room opened, and the figure set down the President's card and walked in.
"One, two, three... here it is!" He was manipulating the third file cabinet when suddenly the lights in the archival room flared brightly. The sound of clicking followed as all the doors and windows of the room sealed shut.
The figure trembled, a look of surprise showing on his face, "I didn't expect to have been calculated!"
"Yes, you were calculated!" Ling Feng's voice came from behind the man, "If I hadn't offered you a sweet deal, how would this hidden bug behind the scenes have shown up?"
