At this time, Nick walked by. If he was not dazzled, he must have seen the gray-faced Bugil and couldn't help but say, "You may be the worst electrician since the founding of the United Nations in Tannis!"

Bougell yelled on the herringbone ladder: "I would rather prove that the Gaussian function is wrong than make this damn light bulb!"

"Then you don't prove that the damn Gaussian function is wrong, but you're making this damn light bulb here!"

"That damn Gaussian function can't bring me the passion and fulfillment of life!"

"Can this damn light bulb bring you orgasm and pleasure?"

"No, but I believe that the great Comrade Nick will lead us on the right path to maintaining world peace and defending the earth!"

"That's the president's job. If I were you, I would find a pornographic magazine, and then a toilet without anyone, and look for passion and fulfillment!"

"That hurts your body too much, you should do less in the future!"

"It's up to me!" Nick turned his head angrily and left angrily.

"Hello, boss!" When we met a familiar face again, David straightened his body and gave a standard military salute.

Nick glanced at him with his hands behind his back, and continued to walk with a calm face.

Finally, I met Alan who was wandering all over the building. Alan came over happily: "Boss, what do I pick up?"

"Bills? Sanitary napkins? Condoms?" Nick thought that what kind of people would pick up something.

"How can I do it? You see, this is an assessment question. It's quite difficult to say, do you think I did it right?"

"It's up to me!"

Allen took it out of his pocket, and a bag of cookies fell out of his pocket, and said in surprise: "Ah? What's the matter?"

Nick calmed down and saw the corners of his mouth twitching. There was a pack of bear biscuits. He said with a stern face: "Get the paper!"

Allen respectfully presented the paper with both hands.

Nick took the tribute and the papers and looked through them. It was still a test paper with some technical content. He threw it back to him and said, "Basically, the answer is correct. You can go ahead if you have nothing to do!"

After sending Alan, Nick strolled to the warehouse with a small biscuit. This is the company's warehouse, which belongs to the internal affairs department. It is a remote corner, and no one passes here on weekdays. The warehouse usually stores some paper, toner, office stationery and other consumables. Nick usually visits here. As an errand, each department asks him to come. It turns out that the person who came to see the warehouse was also an old man. I heard that his daughter married a good family and went with her to enjoy the happiness together, so James' father took advantage of this gap to squeeze in.

This is the land of James' father. Perhaps Nick can give Alan the face of others, but James' father still wants to recommend him: "Dad!"

"Ah, it's your Nick!" James' father came out in the wheelchair by himself.

"You are so inconvenient, let me do it!" Nick stepped forward and pushed into the wheelchair and entered the warehouse.

The light in the warehouse is not very good, there is only a small window, which is why this room is a warehouse. It seems that it is not convenient for James' father to take care of it, and the warehouse is messy, which will be one of Nick's jobs in the future.

"Why do you want to follow them?"

James' father touched the back of his head and smiled: "I can't stay alone, no one speaks, no things to do, I always feel bored. Now I'm no longer used to living alone. I can't stand it if I let a computer virologist play cards in the elderly club. We can't stand it. If we want to play, we can play with the virus!"

Nick scratched his head. It was indeed not appropriate to let an old man live by himself without anyone taking care of him.

"Then let me take care of you from now on. Do you have a place to live now?"

"Yes, before coming, Allen and the others had already bought a house, right here!"

Nick twitched the corner of his mouth. Alan and the guys were quite big. Even if they rented it, they even bought a house. No wonder these people are the kind of beasts who have nowhere to spend money.

"Ah? Boss, you are here!" At some point, Allen had already reached the warehouse.

Nick's face fell immediately: "What are you doing?"

"Of course, it's cleaning the warehouse. Do you want old man like Dad James to do this?" As Allen said that, he had already crossed the garbage on the ground and started to clean the warehouse.

Nick also helped clean the warehouse. After a while, Bugil and David also came in a bad mood and joined the team to clean the warehouse.

For a time, the warehouse was very lively, with the tables moving, the dust sweeping, and the curtains hanging. Three or five people did it casually, and the warehouses were sorted out very cleanly.

Finally having a new look, Nick looked up at the hard work, breathed happily, and wiped his hands on his pants.

"Aha, I finally figured it out, you can move people!" Allen said happily.

"Moving, moving guy, what do you want to do?" Nick looked at these people vigilantly.

At this time, David and Boogil had brought several large boxes of luggage from outside, opened the suitcase, took out laptops and placed them on the desktop, and five laptops lined up in a row, all of which were the most mainstream machines at present. Hanging a scrolling handwriting board on the wall, installing projectors, network pulse meters, professional firewall routers, professional wireless network receivers, etc.

Nick looked at these people in a daze, moving things out of the big suitcase as if they were endless, and it was like moving them to a small network laboratory. In the end, Allen and David were still assembling large servers.

Nick jumped around in the warehouse and shouted like a monkey: "What should I do if I am discovered? What should I do if I am discovered? What do you pull these things to do and what do you do!"

"We have already checked it out here. Except for you, the errand runner, there are usually no one else coming. And we have designed a hidden device to cover it with this red cloth. If the notebook is closed, it will be invisible. The side of the network server has been designed as a plane of the safe. Once the writing board is pulled, it will be rolled up, and the piles are in... "
Chapter completed!