"No way, it has to be his computer, but you can choose the date to put on it." At least he still had a bit of choice left, and Philip didn't hesitate."Let's wait until everything settles down before we start." With that, he closed his email, not wanting to engage in any more conversation. Lucas watched and smiled.This kid was really in a tough spot. He also knew that Thomas had been quite busy lately, and he hesitated for a moment. His relationship with Lawrence wasn't great right now. He used to admire him and wanted him to invest in his technology, but later realized that decision was a bit pointless-useful yet useless, a kind of trouble that was both there and not there.Thomas sat in his office, looking at the documents in his hands, feeling a bit of a headache.He had originally planned for David to go on the trip to the U.S., so he wouldn't have to deal with all this hassle. But he suddenly realized that something seemed off. Lucas had lived in the U.S. for many years, so ther

"Miss Hutton, you've been with me for many years. I've watched you grow from an innocent newbie into someone who can command respect," David said, his voice surprisingly warm. After hanging up the phone, he turned to the glass window, while Miss Hutton suddenly realized that tears were streaming down her face. She quickly grabbed a couple of tissues to fix her makeup.To Miss Hutton, David was a unique figure in her life-part teacher, part friend, but mostly like a mentor. She had worked under himfor two years before being reassigned for reasons she still pondered. Reflecting on it now, she suspected it had something to do with Thomas. During that time, she often found herself by David’s side, overhearing many things about the company's inner workings. There was a period when she was young and full of ambition, believing she would soon climb the corporate ladder. However, the reality was harsh and cold, bringing her crashing down to earth. She found herself relying on Lawrence inste

Miss Hutton suddenly realized something after hearing those words. She struggled to get up from the sofa, but Lawrence was already jogging toward the door. Just as she finally stood up, she heard a loud bang as he slammed the door shut. She stomped her foot in frustration, thinking how shameless some people could be. But when she glanced at the wall clock, her heart sank. "Oh no, I'm going to be late!" She had never been late for work in all her time there, but today was different, and it was bound to be chaotic. Fortunately, fate seemed to be on her side. Thomas had sent her a message early in the morning, telling her not to go directly to the office but to help him pick up some things from East City. He mentioned he was leaving for the U.S. tomorrow and needed to prepare accordingly. The documents she needed to retrieve contained past data about the American branch. Earlier, the company had undergone a data migration, and much of the information had been deleted from its compute

As she made her way out, she spotted Thomas from a distance, with Lawrence beside him. A wave of doubt washed over her. When had Lawrence arrived at the office? Looking at his outfit, it was clear he hadn't gone home; he had come straight to the office. Had he, like her, been called in at the last minute by Thomas? "I brought all these back. The data should be pretty extensive, right?" she asked. "Absolutely, boss. There's so much here it's overwhelming. I think sorting through it will be a nightmare. I'm afraid I won't be able to analyze it all for you right away." "If only this were an electronic archive, it would be so much easier. Many things can be analyzed through the right software, but with paper copies, we have to go through them word by word. So while I'm organizing, I might as well create an electronic version." "There's no rush. You can take another two or three days. Just message me when I need these documents after I get to the States." Suddenly having more time fe