Chapter 403 Repair Network

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that last time, it was already two months ago.

"Know, wait, I'll pass now."

...

Song Rui rushed to the company non-stop as soon as he got off the dinner party.

Seeing my son sitting in a wheelchair, he didn't recover and he was busy working for the company. He stood at the door, his eyes guilty.

He didn't dare to disturb Song Wenchuan, watched for a while in silence, then quietly withdrew and called an emergency meeting.

The data is lost, and you are afraid of leaking and getting it by someone who has the intention.

For Song Clan, that was the blow to the top.

Song Wenchuan's hand quickly tapped on the keyboard, and almost nothing left behind. Just tapping, his brain became more and more chaotic, and his movements became more and more sluggish.

Can't

This idea took root firmly in Song Wenchuan's mind, and he couldn't fall down at this time.

He gritted his teeth and persisted.

But this can't make the current situation much better. The incident is still getting worse.

The technical staff who had been cooperating with Song had also lost contact at this time.

Song Wenchuan knew that this was the person behind the scenes who wanted to attack Song, and couldn't help it after learning that he woke up. No longer trying to slowly swallow the Song family, but want to start from here, directly destroy the Song family!

Although he has good skills, he can't compare to someone who specializes in this business.

If you can’t get in touch anymore, the consequences—

With cold sweat dripping from his forehead, Song Wenchuan's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his eyes became dark, and he suddenly fell on the keyboard.

"General manager!!"

The technicians beside him were shocked when they saw this, looking at a mess of garbled characters on the screen, eating away at their company's defensive net at an invisible speed.

Once all broken.

that……

"General manager, wake up!"

"Mr. Song? Mr. Song?"

Everyone knows Song Wenchuan's situation. He came from the hospital. Special assistant Xiang Hao was stunned for a while, and while urgently taking out his mobile phone to make an ambulance call, he hurriedly checked the situation of Song Wenchuan with his colleagues.

In everyone's eyes, he is now a glass doll.

If it hadn't really been possible, Xiang Hao wouldn't want to disturb his recuperation.

"Hello, is this **** private hospital? We are..."

"okay."

A big pale hand suddenly stretched out, took Xiang Hao's cell phone, and hung up calmly.

"President Xiao Song?!"

Xiang Hao cried with joy. He was surprised to see Song Wenchuan, who had already sat up again, and his happy hands trembled.

"It's fine if you wake up. I was really scared to death just now."

Song Wenchuan glanced at him lightly, pinched his eyebrows, and his husky voice was heavy, "Just now? What happened?"

"Uh-" Xiang Hao was surprised, "Mr. Song, you were repairing our company's network protection wall just now..."

"Tsk—"

The man looked lazy, he raised his forehead and gave a faint sigh, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the computer screen.

Green garbled on a screen.

"It's not easy to handle it? You don't use it for work at all."

His voice is very low, without any personal feelings.

Xiang Haose shrank, and muttered in his heart why Xiao Song suddenly became so powerful, and it was strange to stand beside him. Although Mr. Song used to be serious and serious, he is still fundamentally different now.

At this moment, he heard the crackling sound of the keyboard and opened his mouth in surprise in the next second.

(End of this chapter)