Employees of all sizes in the factory would say hello whenever they saw them standing here. There was an endless stream of people passing by, and there was no chance that Feng Yan would have time to kiss her.
He lowered his head and said, "Can I go to the office?"
There was a smile in Ye Lai's eyes: "The more people live, the thicker their skin becomes. What's going on with you?"
Feng Yan looked to the side: "There are too many people. I am also their boss after all. If they talk to each other in broad daylight, it will have a bad influence and damage my dignity as a boss."
"I don't." Ye Lai stood there with his hands behind his back, refusing to leave.
Feng Yan pursed his lips and sighed inwardly.
His eyes looked around like detectors. When the employees noticed it, they thought their boss was a little dissatisfied with their work attitude, so they immediately withdrew their sight and attention and started working seriously.
While no one was looking, Feng Yan quickly kissed Ye Lai's pink lips.
"Are you ready?"
Ye Lai smiled happily and waved her hand, "Let's go!"
-
About twenty minutes later.
Feng Yan chatted with the person in charge of the batch of chips for a while, selected a few suspicious employees, and asked them to wait outside a room one after another. Before arriving, all communication equipment was confiscated and they were not allowed to leave without permission.
Inside the room, Feng Yan did not follow him in, but just sat in the room next to him and watched the surveillance.
Liu Tan also rushed over and stood behind to watch with him.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
"Oh my god! It hurts just looking at it..."
Liu Tan made a sound from time to time, either covering his cheeks or his butt, and occasionally raising his feet, grinning like a grin that was really unbearable to watch.
Feng Yan glanced at him: "I'm not torturing you, why are you shouting there?"
"I feel uncomfortable just looking at it! Where did your wife get so many tricks?" Liu Tan exclaimed.
It's really torture.
"Isn't this considered torture to extract a confession?" Liu Tan looked solemn.
Feng Yan lit a cigarette and said, "They weren't injured, so it's not like torture to extract a confession."
Nothing more than...
Let them eat some stinky fermented bean curd, or step on the special acupressure board with bare feet, or squat on the incense burner.
This is obviously a good way to keep fit.
There were wolves crying and ghosts howling next door, but here they were smiling happily.
Liu Tan laughed so much that he bent over when he saw it at the end.
I have to say, my wife’s method is really surprising!
There were seven or eight suspicious people, and Ye Lai asked them one by one. Until the sixth person, he saw Ye Lai in the surveillance camera standing still for a long time, while the man squatting on horseback was sweating profusely and his legs were shaking.
It's playing with a sieve.
He talked for a long time without tears.
After a moment, Ye Lai gestured to the camera.
Feng Yan put out his cigarette and got up and went to the next door.
After interrogation, it was learned that this man went out on the night shift before that batch of chips left the factory.
Originally I just went out for a late-night snack and came back, but I ran into some trouble on the way and wouldn't be able to come back for a while, so I had to ask a friend to help me come over and cover the shift.
He didn't know what was going on at the time until something went wrong with the chip. He was afraid that something might have happened if he didn't come back that day, so he called that friend.
After some exchanges, I learned that his friend was not trustworthy at all. He actually asked someone to come over to play cards in the factory. He said that there were six or seven friends who came, and two of them he didn't know yet.
The employee didn't know which step went wrong, but it must have happened that day.
Feng Yan and Ye Lai looked at each other and thought about adjusting the surveillance.
But the monitor said in advance, "Mr. Feng, I just looked for the monitoring of that day and found that it was deleted for no reason."
"Deleted?" Feng Yan frowned, "This is our factory's monitoring system. Others do not have administrator rights."
The monitor thought for a while and said hesitantly: "But... we can't rule out that the other party has the ability to be a hacker and can open our firewall."
"Follow it."
In order to solve the problem of this batch of chips, Feng Yan personally led the programmers and maintenance personnel to rework and restore the chip programs.
Of course, Ye Lai didn't leave either, staying here to help him.
This busy work lasted more than half a month.
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When the repairs were nearing completion, Feng Yan finally left with Ye Lai.
On the way, he told Liu Tan, who came to pick them up: "Go back to our previous house. You can pick up the two children and the others later."
"good."
When the car stopped at the villa where their family lived before, Liu Tan drove to pick them up.
Looking at the extremely quiet villa, Ye Lai lost the smile on his face.
Feng Yan walked in front and pressed the password door, "I don't live here. Firstly, I can always think of Feng Wan. Secondly, I am at my parents' place and can help me take care of my two children."
"But now that they have grown up, they can stay at home by themselves when I am not around."
After entering the door, Ye Lai looked around the living room.
Everywhere here, there have been countless memory images swaying in my head.
"Let's clean up." Ye Lai said.
Feng Yan looked at her: "You don't have to do it yourself, there will be housekeeping."
"How can it be the same? The pleasure of doing it yourself is different."
Ye Lai had already gone to the cleaning room and took out things like a basin and a rag, "Here, Mr. Feng."
Feng Yan had no choice but to take off his suit jacket and accompany her to clean the villa.
"Don't you want this?"
She picked up a painting she had painted before and said, "It feels so ugly when I look at it now."
Feng Yan suppressed a smile: "It's all up to you, you make arrangements."
"Hang this big one on it, you come."
Feng Yan put down the broom and stood on the chair holding up the painting, "Here?"
"A little to the left."
"A little further up."
"It's too much. It's too much."
After a while, Feng Yan pressed the picture frame with both hands to support the wall, "My dear, can you finish it? My arms are sore."
"Okay, okay, right there."
Ye Lai leaned over and whispered: "Your body is not good either. How old is it that your arms get sore?"
"Do you have to verify whether this is okay?"
Feng Yan suddenly pulled her and threw her into the sofa. He took a bite of her cheek and said, "Is it okay? Huh?"
Ye Lai frowned, she pushed Feng Yan on her body, "Wait a minute..."
"what?"
She suddenly pushed Feng Yan away with a little force, sat up and bent over, retching.
“…”
Feng Yan watched her expressionlessly as she vomited a few times, but nothing came out.
Ye Lai patted his chest and took a breath.
"Ye Lai." The man's voice was a little deep.
"I make you sick that much???"
Ye Lai calmed down for a while, hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head: "No, no, maybe it was a sudden movement. I felt uncomfortable in my chest when I fell into the sofa."
"What's the difference between that and disgusting me?"
"Of course. I'm not disgusting with you."
Feng Yan approached her again at this time, trying to kiss her face.
But Ye Lai suddenly stopped him from approaching with her hand, and covered her mouth and nose with the other hand, "I'm sorry, I..."