It was rare for Leng Jian to praise soone.
Ji Weitian imdiately beca interested and clicked on the link to check out the app within.
She spent a while before she figured out the decryption pattern, her gaze beca focused, and her hands rapidly typed on the keyboard, almost falling into the opponent’s traps a few tis by accident.
By the ti she had fully decoded it, half an hour had already passed.
Ji Weitian paused montarily, then chuckled lightly.
This Leng Jian...
Despite being a top-notch expert, he rely said he had a couple of tricks up his sleeve, making her underestimate him and nearly getting trapped in the app.
It had been a long ti since Ji Weitian had encountered such a formidable opponent.
It seed the other party had realized she was probing his abilities and was doing the sa to her.
The app contained algorithms she had previously used, and, on that basis, made advanced optimizations.
These appeared to be minor adjustnts but had actually resulted in a qualitative change.
Ji Weitian stared at the computer screen for a long ti before finally giving in and calling Leng Jian.
"I saw the email you sent , can you find out the real identity of this ’Code Y’?" Ji Weitian asked directly.
"I can’t find it, but I’m certain that he is investigating your identity," Leng Jian said, while sending Ji Weitian another email.
It was a data image of his firewall being attacked and tracked.
Planned tracking, cautious probing.
The opponent wasn’t in a rush to expose themselves but instead tested their strengths through circuitous ans step by step.
Along with superb computer skills...
Leng Jian had to admit that this was the most troubleso opponent he had encountered in recent years!
He waited for a while, not hearing any response on the other end of the phone, and realized Ji Weitian seed to be distracted.
His voice dropped slightly, with a touch of concern, "What’s wrong with you? You’ve seed absent-minded during our recent calls, are you feeling unwell?"
"I’m not unwell, probably just a bit tired from taking the kids out all day for a program recording today," Ji Weitian ca back to her senses and rubbed her forehead.
"Recording a program?" Leng Jian was unexpectedly surprised.
Hearing that Ji Weitian had gone to record a program was surprising enough, but then hearing that it was Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling who had signed her up for it to earn money for the family, took Leng Jian a mont to recover his composure.
He asked seriously, with a hint of firmness in his voice.
"Cindy, have you checked your account? Are you sure you really are out of money?"
Ji Weitian didn’t pick up on the astonishnt in his tone and just thought Leng Jian was showing concern, slightly scratching her head in embarrassnt.
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"You know, it’s Yaoyao who manages our finances, if she says we’re out of money, then it must be true."
Leng Jian: "..."
It was just as he had guessed.
She really was a mother who got sold out by her daughter and still helped count the money.
But Leng Jian was sure that Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling was famously devoted to her mother; although she always nagged Ji Weitian like a little housekeeper, in reality, she would get upset if anyone dared to speak ill of her mother.
Why would she suddenly want to push Ji Weitian into a parent-child program...
Recalling his past conversation with Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, Leng Jian’s heart suddenly sank.
"Is Yaoyao there?"
Ji Weitian glanced at Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling on the bed, "She’s here, but she’s asleep."
As if struck by an intuition, Leng Jian asked out of the blue, "Yaoyao doesn’t usually sleep with you, are you not at ho today?"
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