Seeing Ran Xiangsi paused and lost in thought, Fu Jingxuan continued, "It’s common for young people to be deceived by men’s sweet words. But... don’t forget what you originally intended to do."
In other words, don’t get caught up in romance all day long; think more about what you should be doing.
Although Fu Jingxuan’s words were harsh, they were like a wake-up call for Ran Xiangsi!
"What I originally... intended to do?"
Ran Xiangsi murmured, and then class time arrived.
Fu Jingxuan packed two books and went to the classroom, leaving Ran Xiangsi alone to sit gloomily in front of the computer, pondering.
She did have a very important thing to do.
The photo she stole from Li Guoliang was also related to that important matter.
Just as she was thinking, Ran Xiangsi received a call from Xiahou Xiu Yun.
"Xiangsi? Are you alright? Did Chen’er trouble you?"
Hearing Xiahou Xiu Yun’s concern, Ran Xiangsi felt warm inside, "No. Mom, don’t worry. I’m at school now, doing some assignments left by the teacher."
"Oh, I see... then I’ll order dinner myself? I’ll send you the address later." Xiahou Xiu Yun was quite understanding.
After a few words, the call ended.
Ran Xiangsi patted her cheeks, pulled herself together, and started operating Fu Jingxuan’s computer.
The initial part of the source code project was independently completed by Fu Jingxuan.
Seeing some of the basic code, Ran Xiangsi noticed something familiar.
"Why does it look so familiar? As if I’ve seen it somewhere before..."
Muttering to herself, Ran Xiangsi fell into deep thought once again.
In fact, when computer engineers write programs, each has their own little habits.
Just like a person’s handwriting, or the way a person speaks, with their own distinctive intonations, there are small habits.
Such habits are especially important in the world of network hackers.
Liu Guohong stood trembling on one side of the sofa.
And in the center of the sofa sat a man in a black trench coat.
He was flipping through a document in his hand.
That was Ran Xiangsi’s school record.
It included not only all her performances over the four years at A University but also a letter of introduction from the principal of Lansi Country back then.
Standing behind the trench coat man, there were two bodyguards on either side, their expressions extremely serious.
After a long time, the trench coat man finally put down the document, slightly raised his dark eyes, and looked at Liu Guohong, who was continuously wiping his sweat.
"How is her character?"
The trench coat man’s voice was slightly deep, with a commanding and powerful presence!
Liu Guohong hurriedly replied, "Xiangsi is very upright and compassionate! Back then, she established a charitable children’s fund at her school in Lansi Country. As far as I know, she still s money to that fund every month."
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The trench coat man seemed surprised that a nineteen-year-old girl could manage something so significant?
With an amused smile, the trench coat man did not say much more, stood up, and walked away.
Before leaving, he instructed, "Don’t publicize my visit here today."
"Yes, yes, I understand! With the presidential election upcoming, you are certainly the hope of everyone! It’s only fitting that you understand public sentiment..." Liu Guohong was so nervous that his tongue was almost tied!