The weather was gloomy, and Ruan Shishi ran into the office building in the strong wind and sat in the rest area of ​​the hand-painted comic company for an afternoon.

The front desk lady added another cup of coffee for her and whispered: "Ms. Ruan, our director will not see you, please go back and wait for the news first."

Ruan Shishi pushed the coffee cup back, with a light smile on her face and responded gently: "Please hand over the sample to Director Sun, I'll wait for news here."

The front desk lady sighed softly and turned away. The lights in the office went out one by one. The sparse employees walked out of the company in a hurry. The lively hall gradually fell into silence as the ringtone rang.

A crisp sound appeared in her ears. She looked up in shock and watched the door of the director's office open and close, and a capable woman in a black dress walked out of the office.

Her eyes lit up and she immediately stepped forward to block the woman's way, "Hello, Director Sun, I am the person in charge of Yiman Company."

Director Sun was obviously stunned and said lightly: "You haven't left yet?"

Ruan Shishi nodded and asked: "I have sent the latest sample to your email address. I don't know if you have read it."

Director Sun glanced at her, "The new version of the sample is indeed very good, but we cannot cooperate with you. Please find a more suitable studio."

"Director Sun!" She hurriedly stopped at the elevator entrance, watching Director Sun's expression become more and more impatient, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Please believe in the capabilities of our company, and hope you can give us another chance."

"I believe in your abilities, but a pity..."

Director Sun paused and looked at her again, and there was a little disgust in his eyes, "I can't just fill in the gaps when I don't have enough time. I don't really appreciate your work attitude, so please don't waste my time again."

She said as she wanted to reach out and push Ruan Shishi away, but she held her hand in mid-air and slowly lowered it, warning coldly: "Please get out of here!"

"Please give me another minute to explain to you clearly, and I will never disturb you again in the future."

Ruan Shishi looked serious and said word by word: "I chose to cooperate with hand-painted comics because I value the studio's serious attitude towards Chinese comics. Since this is the case, I will naturally not neglect my work. There is indeed a reason for submitting the residual sample."

Hearing her say this, Director Sun's face relaxed a lot, and his eyes signaled her to continue talking.

"Although time is tight, I can still submit better samples. The two samples submitted only one day apart, but the quality is very different. Don't you think there is any misunderstanding?"

Director Sun looked at her and asked back with a sneer: "What do you mean is someone deliberately submitting fake samples to confuse the audience?"

"Yes!" She answered very seriously.

"Okay, as long as you can provide evidence, I will consider working with you again. I don't want to see you again before this, and please don't disturb my normal work."

After Director Sun finished speaking, the impatient expression on his face stopped hiding, and directly pushed her away and walked into the elevator.

There was a strong wind outside the office building, and a few private cars were driving by the road quickly. The snow like goose feathers mixed with rain blew by, which quickly wet her clothes and her face was frozen red.

The familiar Maybach stopped in front of her, and the car window slowly shook down. Yu Yimo looked at her with a gloomy face and said, "Get into the car."

Ruan Shishi was stunned at first, then quickly got into the car. The warm air in the car was driving very strong, but she still couldn't stop trembling.

"Why don't you tell me what such a big thing happened?" Yu Yimo's cold voice rang, "When are you going to hide it from me?"

Ruan Shishi glanced at him with some guilt and muttered in a low voice: "This is the most important task of the studio this year. I want to do it with my own efforts, rather than borrowing external abilities."

Yu Yimo pursed her thin lips and her big hand suddenly pressed on her head. She rubbed her hair gently and replied coldly: "This is not hard work, this is showing off."

She shrank her neck and did not deny his comments, but argued in a low voice: "Director Sun has promised to give me another chance, as long as I can provide enough evidence."

"Where is the evidence?" he asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going to start investigating?"

The car fell into a long silence again and soon stopped at the gate of the Yujia Villa.

Sen Sen was sitting in front of the computer and constantly typing on the keyboard. When he saw two people entering the room, he said in a slight voice: "Dad, I've checked it almost. Do you want to praise me?"

Yu Yimo's eyes swept over Ruan Shishi and said in a deep voice: "Sen Sen helped you, it has nothing to do with me. If you want to solve it with your own ability, I will not interfere."

Ruan Shishi nodded heavily, gave him a grateful look, and then quickly walked to Sen Sen's side.

Seeing the dense content on the computer, she almost dropped her chin, pointed to the screen and asked in surprise: "Are you found these?"

Sen Sen nodded quickly, with a innocent and pure smile on his face. He took out a few pieces from the messy printing paper on the table and handed them to her hands, "If you have these things, you can prove your mother's innocence."

The content on the paper is the IP of the email and the evidence of deciphering the firewall to steal the email account. There are also several operation pictures that she cannot understand. The conclusion is that the residual sample was not produced by the IP of this city.

There was a glimmer of joy in her eyes.

With this evidence, she has the opportunity to re-enter her collaboration with hand-drawn comics.

Sensen looked at her proudly and urged her repeatedly: "Mom, hurry up and go and take a hot shower, and then come down to have a meal. I'm almost hungry."

Looking at her leaving behind, Yu Yimo's expression was slightly deeper.

Sensen turned his head and looked at him in confusion and asked, "Dad has done so much for his mother, why don't he want to let his mother know?"

He did not respond, but walked slowly to the computer, touched Sensen's little head and asked, "Have you found out other things?"

Sen Sen nodded, the innocence on his face gradually faded away, and replaced by seriousness that was inconsistent with his age. "The person who takes action should only use money to do things, and his methods are very clever. I asked Uncle Fan to find out."

He said, turning the computer monitor.

The picture seems to be a surveillance video. Although it is very blurry, it is not difficult to see that there is a tightly wrapped woman inside.

"This is the person who paid for it, but the boarding record has been erased, and there is no way to find out who she is."

Looking at the woman in the computer screen, Yu Yimo frowned slightly, and always felt that this woman had seen her somewhere, but she couldn't remember who she was.

"Uncle Fan said that this woman may have learned anti-reconnaissance and was very careful in doing things. If the people she hired were not careful enough and left loopholes, we might not have found anything." Sensen added again.

Counter-reconnaissance capability?

Is it the remnant of Master Luo Jiu or Huo Chuan? Or other enemies? Why did he choose Shishi's studio to start?
Chapter completed!