Seeing this scene, Xiao Meng was confused...

"Boss, what the hell is going on? Don't you see... he's plagiarizing our technology..."

Engineer Gao remained calm and composed, "That's right, President Wang said that we must hand over this technology to him..."

Xiao Meng became increasingly confused. He looked at the engineer in surprise, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"No...Boss, what's going on here, Mr. Wang?"

"You don't understand this, do you? You'll understand later. There's a saying, 'Free is the most expensive...'"

Xiao Meng's head was full of knots after hearing this. He thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the deep meaning of what the senior engineer said...

He couldn't help but doubt his own IQ.

For safety reasons, Engineer Gao parked the car in a residential area near the project department, where Xiao Meng had a classmate living.

The two of them immediately changed to Xiao Meng's car and drove it to a relatively secluded place outside the project department's gate.

Xiao Meng watched Song Qingyuan quickly take a photo of a document on his mobile phone.

Song Qingyuan quickly put the photographed documents back in place, immediately took out the second document from the cabinet, spread it out on the desk and started photographing it.

"Xiao Meng, do you want to give Engineer Song a little scare?"

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Gao Gong's mouth...

"How to make it?"

"Well, call him right away. As for the reason... you can improvise it."

Xiao Meng suddenly understood and agreed with a smile, "Boss, this is something I'm good at..."

After a little thought, Xiao Meng dialed Song Qingyuan's number.

At this time, Song Qingyuan had just taken out the second document and was taking pictures frantically.

The moment the cell phone rang suddenly, Song Qingyuan was so nervous that his body suddenly became stiff, his hands trembled, and the camera in his hand fell onto the desk with a snap.

He picked up the camera and quickly hid it in his bag, then immediately put the documents back into the cabinet, then took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and answered the call.

"Hello...Xiao Meng, is there anything I can help you with?"

Xiao Meng complained, "Mr. Song, what are you doing? You haven't answered the phone for half a day."

"Nothing... I just went to the bathroom."

Song Qingyuan cleared his throat and pretended to be calm, but he was still nervous and his voice sounded stiff.

"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you? Your voice sounds strange..."

"Oh...really...ahem...I guess I caught a cold from sleeping last night. I guess I have a bit of a cold."

"Have you caught a cold? How about I buy you some medicine and send it over?"

"No, no, no, it's okay, just go ahead and do your thing, no need to come over." Song Qingyuan said nervously.

"By the way, Mr. Song, did I leave my keys on the desk? Can you help me check..."

When he heard the word "key", Song Qingyuan's nerves suddenly tensed up.

He couldn't help but glance back at the yellow key hanging on the filing cabinet...

He walked quickly to Xiao Meng's desk. After a moment, he said to the phone, "Xiao Meng, there is no key."

Xiao Meng teased him deliberately, "That shouldn't be the case... I remember putting it on the desk. Forget it, why don't I go back and look for it..."

When he heard Xiao Meng was coming back, Song Qingyuan quickly said, "It's okay, you don't have to come back. It's too troublesome to go back and forth. I'll help you look for it in your desk drawer."

As he spoke, Song Qingyuan hurriedly opened a few drawers and rummaged through them. After he had looked through all the drawers, he said in a firm tone:

"Xiao Meng, you must have remembered it wrongly. I searched every drawer of your desk but couldn't find it. Did you leave it somewhere else?"

"By the way, Mr. Song, is it possible that it fell under the table? Please help me look for it again. If you can't find it, I'll go back and look for it..."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you look under the table now..."

"Then I'll hang up. I'll call you back later."

Song Qingyuan was so anxious that beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. "Xiao Meng, don't hang up yet. I'm looking for her. It will be quick..."

Since the desks of several technicians in the office were put together, Song Qingyuan carefully pulled out Xiao Meng's desk. Without caring about anything else, he knelt on the ground, bent his body, and stuck his head in to search carefully between the gaps between the desks.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Meng covered his mouth and laughed until tears came out.

After searching every corner inside and outside, Song Qingyuan stood up with a dusty face and said with a heavy breath:

"Xiao Meng, did you leave it somewhere else? I looked carefully downstairs, but it's nowhere to be found."

Xiao Meng suppressed a laugh and said, "Okay, thank you. I'll look somewhere else."

Song Qingyuan couldn't wait to ask, "Have you finished your work over there?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just asking. By the way, call me if you come back."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyuan realized that his forehead was covered with sweat due to nervousness.

He let out a long sigh, not even bothering to wipe the sweat off his face, and rushed to the cabinet again, took out the documents, and started taking pictures frantically again.

Senior Engineer teased, "Xiao Meng, you're really mean. Look how nervous Song Qingyuan is."

Xiao Meng chuckled, "If Song Qingyuan knew we were teasing him, he would be furious."

Engineer Gao's expression turned serious. "Xiao Meng, Song Qingyuan will definitely leave the project department soon. He's got what he wanted, and I bet he'll contact the person who sent him here. When he comes out, drive after him and find out who the mysterious man behind him is."

Xiao Meng stopped laughing, frowned, and asked, "Engineer Gao, are you so sure that he will go to meet that mysterious person?"

Engineer Gao seemed confident. "I guess he will definitely go find that mysterious person first. If you don't believe me, just wait and see..."

Sure enough, Song Qingyuan in the surveillance footage took photos of all three documents as quickly as possible. After putting the documents back in place, in order to be absolutely sure, he took out his mobile phone, repeatedly compared it with the original pictures of the file positions taken by the mobile phone, and made minor adjustments to the documents in the cabinet.

He immediately cleaned up the scene, calmed down his nerves, took out his cell phone, and decisively called Engineer Gao.

"See? The phone rang and he's getting ready to leave." Engineer Gao said with a smile.

When the call was connected, Engineer Gao was the first to speak and ask, "What's the matter, Engineer Song? Is there something wrong?"

Song Qingyuan said anxiously, "Excuse me, Engineer Gao, I just received a call from home saying that my father is sick and in the hospital. I have to go back right away..."

"Oh, it's okay, then you can go back quickly."

"Thank you, Senior Engineer."

"You're welcome. Your father's health is very important. Please go back. You've worked hard."

More than ten minutes later, a black car slowly drove out of the project office's gate.

Xiao Meng recognized him immediately and called out, "Song Qingyuan is out."

"Follow them immediately." ordered the senior engineer.