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The machine's rapid and sharp alarm sounded.
The expressions of He Yuan and others suddenly changed.
"Failed." He Jia's fingers were a little blue and white due to excessive force. At this moment, she was sweating profusely from nervousness.
After Guanyan failed to invade the big screen, the other party followed the network cable and attacked their host frantically. Guanyan gradually lost control, smashed his hands on the keyboard, raised his head, and watched the other party eat away at his computer step by step. …
Until the computer screen goes black.
Guan Yan looked pale as if he had just finished a defeated battle. He twitched the corners of his mouth, turned around and said to the girl next to him: "Fortunately, Sun, you anticipated the outcome and asked them to cut off the signal here in advance."
Qiao Nian crossed her legs and put the computer on her legs. She looked away from the screen, her black eyelashes lowered to suppress the sharpness in her eyes, and she said softly.
"You did a good job. You helped me avoid a lot of traps, and I also saw some opportunities."
"Really?" Guanyan was pulled out of his subtle feeling of disappointment, and his peach blossom eyes regained their brightness: "Boss, are you sure?"
But for a proud man like Qiao Nian who has never failed, 60% certainty is not high, and there is even a lot of uncertainty in it.
The girl answered her first question first: "Yeah."
Her short hair falls down to the sides of her shoulders, with neat and crisp arcs.
"Sixty percent..." Guan Yan was a little surprised when he learned that. Sixty percent was considered a high level of confidence for ordinary people, after all, it was more than half.
Qiao Nian lowered his peaked cap, bowed slightly, turned on his computer, and dropped his collar slightly to reveal the cold white collarbone underneath.
Immediately he said the second one: "Sixty percent."
Her computer turned on.
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