Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

At noon on Tuesday, I met with Chief Liang outside the company.

He looked as if he hadn’t slept all night, wearing a black corporate T-shirt, which was obviously a brand new emergency product that had just been taken out of the bag, even the creases on the sleeves were obvious; his beard was green. Stubble, the eyes are a bit red. I am not ashamed to ask him if he has been working all night. Liang Heng is obviously more excited now, his thinking is active, and his speaking speed is extremely fast, like the upstart who just thought of his Bitcoin wallet key at the peak of 2019. Regal.

Unfortunately, he did not find anything related to Kevin. Instead, the clue pointed to the boss in a subtle way.

"Hey Brother Liang, let me ask you something," I deliberately interrupted his rhythm, grabbing a gap in speech, "like file recovery, is it possible that it will fail?"

"Of course. You imagine that there is a piece of paper with words written on it, right?" Liang Heng made a gesture, "I poured a bottle of ink on top, and the words would be invisible. If you clear them repeatedly, then overwrite them. This thing is lost in the same space many times. The thing that is really lost can't be found."

I nodded seriously: "It turns out that this is the case. It took a lot of time to restore these files today, right?"

Liang Heng said, "No, these are the things I found when I tried it for the first time last night. I found almost nothing behind, and they were useless. As for the chat records, I actually found them on the intranet. Then Jessica Tan, she deleted it cleanly on her computer, and she hasn't found much on the mailbox."

I deliberately waited for a while before slowly saying: "She is very clever."

Liang Heng made it through at one point. After receiving my reminder, his face changed slightly. When he spoke again, he was no longer as excited as when he first met: "You mean she did it on purpose?"

I met him, and didn't say anything clearly.

"By the way, what we talked about last week," Liang Heng said in silence, "I went back and looked through it again last night. Kevin's place is pretty clean, there is no problem."

I was a little disappointed in my heart, but I had expected this result a long time ago, so I didn’t express too much emotion, and just said: "Brother Liang was too hard. Did you have a busy night last night? I blame me for this, day by day. Guessing, I’m thinking too much, and you will be busy with it for nothing."

Chief Liang waved his hand: "Hey, what are you polite? It's not a fancy thing anymore. You, Jessica left something intentionally, or accidentally got a fish that slipped through the net, she did take those few copies too. The document was sent to Rudra, didn’t it? I checked it on the intranet, and it seemed that it was still a confidential document from the European department. At least some kind of transaction between Wang Wenbin and her is true—hey, let me ask. Don't be surprised. Have you ever doubted Rudra at all?"

I just played sloppyly just because I hope he won't pursue this clue too much. I never thought that Liang Heng would leave everything alone, but his ability to grasp the key points was very first-rate. We have never had a personal relationship. It was because of Jocelyn's advice that I went to his door for the first time. Liang Heng helped me many times and asked clearly. It is not the best policy for me to talk to him at the moment.

Hearing his question, I answered almost immediately: "Brother, when I entered the company, Rudra took me hand in hand. He is really not that kind of person."

Whether the boss has any means in this regard, and what route he used to inquire about things, has nothing to do with this matter. Since I have judged Jessica's identity, I must stand firm at this time; but since there is no evidence, it is best to play the emotional card.

Liang Heng took a breath and didn't speak immediately. After two or three seconds, he said again: "This thing is indeed a bit strange. I will think about it again."

"Kevin and the others, as to other colleagues, is there anything unusual about the information on the intranet?" I said as though I had only remembered it.

"Um...I didn't notice anything special." He rubbed his nose, "I saw the names you made and the person in charge of the core business. They are very clean."

I nodded: "An Ning loves to eat with Jessica and the others."

"Really?" Liang Heng was stunned, and frowned slightly. "It is said that after all, after all, it is quite common for us to use the chat software at work to say a few personal things. In my memory, they seem to have nothing I mentioned something similar... Oh yes, I forgot, haven't we been working from home for the past two months? Normal."

I forcefully laughed: "That's true. I didn't think about it. Brother Liang is still careful."

The position of Chief Liang is much higher than me, and I am not familiar with each other. I can only stop many communications.

Since even Liang Heng has not made a breakthrough in evidence collection, I dare not hold any extra hopes, but secretly hope that nothing suspicious will be found in the boss's computer.

Jessica Tan actually left several deleted files, and in such an obscure way, he pointed the finger at the boss, killing people without seeing blood. Such meticulous arrangement really resembled Kevin's handwriting.

The boss is stuck in the mud and cannot protect himself. As for him, I also have a bit of my own worries. I can't say that I trust it completely. What I rely on now is only the impression I have accumulated over many years of working together. In the absence of evidence, it is naturally impossible for me to tell him what I have learned. How should I be more cautious now? Although looking from a distance, I feel that the fire is burning other people's clothes, but as long as I step on the wrong step, I will get into trouble.

Thinking of this, my fear of Kevin has increased a lot.

Huilin has pulled me off the court, because of the emotion and reason, I should try again. It's a pity that I haven't done anything in this regard. Huilin and her legal colleagues didn't pry open their mouths. What progress can be made with my empty mouth? Jessica Tan didn't eat hard and soft, and was vague. When it came to dangerous questions, she simply kept silent. I have nothing to do with her, knowing that the matter is settled, Kevin won this round.

Jessica's disposal was not as thunderous as the passerby C did. Huilin quietly revealed to me that Jessica Tan will only be dismissed due to various considerations, and the final disposal will probably be delayed until the end of the month.

She did not explicitly state what she had considered and why she extended the processing time.

——I thought the company planned to keep a low profile.

Only two days later, I don't know who made the wind, and things began to ferment in the pantry on each floor, gradually forming a stench.

The stamina is coming up.

BCG is not too big to see the excitement, and the conference also took the opportunity to mention it. Although they focused on the perspective of information security optimization, they were all aimed at the Asian department. Together with the various stumblings that Lao Huang gave them in the early stage, we need to calculate the old and new accounts together.

It stands to reason that even if the big boss is not present, Jocelyn should come out to intervene; but she actually acquiesced or even indulged this behavior.

As we all know, Jocelyn is the vane of the company's dynamics.

Our department was in heaven and earth for a while.

Open ridicule, cold talk, these are still light, just a few hours of work, how much difference can be obvious? Many people haven't slowed down yet. If they feel uncomfortable because of this, it is because there are too few storms. Naturally, I couldn't say how happy my mood was, and the air pressure in the office was also very low: but I knew that this was just a sign of a storm, and I didn't dare to relax my guard.

What's behind?

The boss's computer was sent back on Friday. If a colleague from the IT center personally came to collect the computer before, it has not attracted everyone's attention, but after such a round, we were originally observed with a magnifying glass, and if we saw something, wouldn't it blow up the pot? The boss's investigation was utterly conclusive, as if they had witnessed someone who took him away for questioning, or they were simply witnesses of illegal information trading.

In this situation, no matter how the boss has a poker face that doesn't change much, the atmosphere of the three-person meeting at the end of the week is not much relaxed. No one talked about it, but Lao Huang used his crown several times and said the third party's name incorrectly; I was absent-minded, and I was rarely stuck with Vietnam affairs several times. I clearly had a ghost, but when I came to the table, even if it was a test. One sentence, dare not ask.

The boss didn't tell us his distressed plan.

We were considerate on the one hand, and self-protected on the other. We didn't say a word of gossip, and the meeting ended hastily.

Huang Xiuwen must have an idea. I don't know if it was because I greeted him on Monday, or Huang was so scared by the battle. Since then, he hasn't really asked me anything. I was a little bit annoyed secretly, I couldn't take the initiative to mention this kind of thing, if he comes to ask, we can still discuss it, it is better than being bored with each other.

Since when did I even have to guard against Huang?

The closer one is to power, the easier it is for a person to fall into a vacuum.

The vacuum of humanity.

I decided to try to resign from the big boss when I make a regular report next Monday. If I continue like this now, my burden is too heavy. There must always be a priority between my job and "going deep into the enemy's rear." I know it will be difficult: What is not difficult to eat with a mouthful of food?

Now the Asian department has clearly become a living target, and under the enemy's back, I can hardly think of the possibility of accomplishing the multiple tasks that I have. It’s just that the big boss has to consider more. It’s easier said than done to persuade him and to ensure that he will retreat. I was ironing the clothes I was going to wear tomorrow, but my heart retreated. Now that I am troubled internally and externally, where is the time?

Thinking of Miss Pan De, I couldn't help but smile, but the smile was so weak that it faded after a while. I really want to cut myself in half, one to worry and worry, and the other to enjoy myself, even if I am an incomplete person.

However, things in the world have never been so simple. I sighed, but I was not afraid that the thunder would be angry and lose all the games.

I am afraid that I will let her down.