China.

Forty-nine cities.

At night.

In the middle of the night, Xiaoli Technology.

Zhang Ming was in an archive room, rummaging for something.

Zhang Ming has searched two archives in the past two days, but he has not been able to find what he wanted.

There is only one reason why Zhang Ming came to search the archives.

Just two days ago, he overheard Gong Fengfeng, the chairman's secretary, mentioning battery technology while talking on the phone with others, and it was stored in the archives.

But which archive room it was, Gong Fengfeng didn't say directly.

Xiaoli Technology has a total of five archives rooms. Zhang Ming has been looking for two archives rooms.

The current archives room is the third archives room.

"Hopefully, this time I can find relevant information on battery technology here."

Zhang Ming muttered to himself while rummaging through the bookshelves in the archives room.

Smykin has urged him many times, so Zhang Ming no longer wants to climb up slowly before he can get close to the core layer of battery technology.

Since the battery technology of Xiaoli Technology is stolen, of course one must be determined to steal it.

No, Zhang Ming began to pay attention to some people and things in the company.

In the end, Zhang Ming heard a clue about battery technology from Gong Fengfeng while she was on the phone with someone.

However, Zhang Ming had no idea that Dong Qianxun had ordered Gong Fengfeng to act deliberately for Zhang Ming to see.

If Zhang Ming were normal, he would definitely be able to tell that Fu Fengfeng was acting.

It's a pity that all Zhang Ming can think about now is how he can steal battery technology as quickly as possible.

So Zhang Ming simply can't control that much.

Zhang Ming held his mobile phone in one hand and rummaged through the bookshelf with the other.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling, jingle-a-ling-a-ling"

Suddenly the cell phone in Zhang Ming's trouser pocket rang.

The sound startled Zhang Ming, and a book slipped from Zhang Ming's hand.

Zhang Ming quickly turned off the sound and took a look at the caller ID.

The call was from Motorola's manager, Smykin.

Zhang Ming answered the phone and only said one sentence.

"Sister, what's the matter? We'll talk about it later. Are you trying to kill me?"

Zhang Ming said this because he heard footsteps in the distance.

From the sounds, it seems that two people have not left the company yet.

It's late at night now.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Zhang Ming had already seen two beams of mobile phone tubes shining in.

Zhang Ming dodged and hid along a bookshelf.

"I've told you, you still don't believe that there is no one. No voice means no voice. Let me see if you have done too much in vain."

"As the saying goes, don't do bad things during the day and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. You must be hearing hallucinations."

"What are you talking about? I have never done anything untoward, but you have done a lot."

"Screw you, okay, let's go, I'm exhausted."

Zhang Ming saw two security guards reflecting two silhouettes under the light of the flashlight.

Outside the door of the archives room, two figures stayed for a short time before disappearing.

The footsteps of the two security guards also gradually faded away.

Zhang Ming knew that they were leaving.

The security guard left, and then it was his turn to start "working".

Zhang Ming searched the entire archives room all night, but found nothing.

It was almost dawn.

Once a company employee comes to the company to work in advance.

If you find him leaving the archives, you will definitely realize something.

No one has stolen anything from him. If he is discovered like this, his life will be over.

He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in prison.

"never mind."

Zhang Ming shook his head to himself.

"Looks like I've spent another night working in vain. That's right, the battery technology is so easy for me to steal."

Zhang Ming laughed at himself.

Then he rummaged through a dozen books from the bookshelf and put them back on the bookshelf.

After doing all this, Zhang Ming took another look to see if there was anything else that needed to be sorted out.

After observing for a few minutes, he found that there was nothing traceable.

Then he moved his steps and walked towards the door of the archives room.

The moment he turned around, Shuang Jian suddenly saw a raised floor tile beside the door.

"This is....."

Zhang Ming seemed to realize something.

"Could this archives be a secret room?"

While thinking this, Zhang Ming had already ran to the raised floor tile and squatted down.

Zhang Ming put his hand on the raised floor tile and found that there was no way to press the floor tile.

"Did I think wrong?"

"This is not a mechanism at all. There is such an obvious mechanism there."

Zhang Ming began to doubt his own judgment, or maybe it was just an ordinary floor tile.

Maybe this floor tile is just because an extra brick was added during construction.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Ming was very unwilling and left just like that.

If this is really a mechanism, the battery technology is also in the secret room.

Then the task that I am about to complete is...

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming decided to try again.

Zhang Ming stood up and stepped hard on the raised floor tile with one foot.

But the floor tiles still didn't move even half an inch, and they didn't show any signs of denting.

"It seems that I really thought too much."

.Zhang Ming laughed at himself.

But just when Zhang Ming put his hand on the door and was about to push open the door of the archives room and leave.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the archives room.

"All the windows in this archives room are closed."

"Will there be wind there? It's really strange. Could it be..."

Zhang Ming seemed to realize something when he saw one of his feet stepping on the raised floor tile again.

A small breeze blew once again in the archives room.

Zhang Ming was finally sure that the gust of wind that appeared in the archives room must be related to the floor tile he stepped on.

.Zhang Ming moved his feet away from the raised floor tiles again, and then put his feet up again.

A small breeze blew once again in the archives room.

This time, Zhang Ming carefully observed the situation in the archives room.

Suddenly Zhang Ming discovered all the pictures of people posted in the archives.

There was only one picture of a character, which was slightly moved by the wind.
To be continued...