25 Digging ? (1/2)
Zhao Yao frowned as he entered Yuan Ying’s office. Darting his eyes towards the plump lady behind the desk, he muttered, ”Manager Yuan, the others have been commenting on my absenteeism, did you not receive my leave application?’’
”Oh, I did not receive your leave application” Yuan Ying replied with her apathetic tone, barely even glancing at Zhao Yao. ”As an old timer, you should know better that our company’s policy on absenteeism leads to termination of the contract,” she briefly added.
”But Manager Yuan, you promised to grant me my leave the previous time.” Zhao Yao frowned as he rebutted. ”Is that so? I must have forgotten then” Yuan Ying shrugged as she replied nonchalantly.
”Also, before the contract is terminated, your entire bonus this month will be deducted but your wages will still be paid for. I am very sorry,” she added.
Her lips curled as a form of sympathy as she looked up at Zhao Yao. But all of it was a façade covering her cruel and corrupt intentions.
”Honestly, these few thousands do not really matter to me. However, I do not intend to let this matter slide.” he calmly replied while exiting her office.
”Hmph, all talk!” Yuan Ying sneered as Zhao Yao shut the door behind him.
Yuan Ying knew clearly that Zhao Yao did not have a wealthy background- with neither a house nor a car, and that a large part of his monthly salary is tied down as housing rent. She shrugged off his words as senseless talk and did not buy it. Zhao Yao, however, did not leave the building but in fact, returned to his office desk.
At the end of the day, as Yuan Ying was leaving the office, she was surprised to see Zhao Yao still around but was not worried that he could do anything to her.
Just as Yuan Ying was leaving the office, Zhao Yao stood up and started walking in the opposite direction of her office and stopped at an empty corner. Without warning, he dashed into Yuan Ying’s Office.
Unnoticed by anyone, Zhao yao appeared in Yuan Ying’s office in a flash.
He switched on the computer and smiled gingerly as he saw that a password screen popped out. He immediately tried the abbreviations of the current project but it was unsuccessful.
He then proceeded to try the abbreviations of the company, knowing that despite the second failure, he knows he will get in as he brought a hard drive with a hacking tool. Furthermore, as Yuan Ying’s underling, Zhao Yao was confident that he could find her password.
Thankfully, the second try was a success, and it saved him some effort. After accessing the desktop through the password, Zhao Yao being familiar with the interface of the company's servers and project-related codes, wiped out the entire project database.
However, he knew that even so, every employee's own computer backup could also restore the project but doing so was enough workload for Yuan Ying to go drown her sorrows. Congratulating himself on his plan, he continued erasing his fingerprints again.
The next instant, he was back in his lonely corner, without anyone even noticing. Smiling, Zhao Yao glanced at his colleagues working overtime and promptly made his way to the elevator.
As a result, no one should be able to find out that it was Zhao Yao who deleted the project related data; it could only be traced back to Yuan Ying’s computer.Zhao Yao smiled as he started to imagine what Yuan Ying’s battered face looked like.
Just as he was waiting for the elevator, his colleague, Sonia, who was also getting off work, approached the elevator.
However, Sonia simply glanced up at him, frowned slightly, and then continued looking at her cell phone.
Zhao Yao looked down at her suitcase and asked, ”business trip?”
Sonia looked up at him with a glassy stare, remained silent and went back to fidgeting with her cellphone trying to book a taxi through an APP.
Frustrated that there was no response after 20 minutes, Zhao Yao could not help but remind her, ”It is the peak period; there are too many people here to take a taxi. There are more than a dozen shopping malls and commercial buildings in the vicinity.’’
Sonia glanced up, did not speak, but her eyes were starting to flash a sign of anxiety.