The Peking University forum exploded. Everyone was saying that the aerospace academic master pretended to be unconscious to seduce Fu Chenzhou and would do whatever it took to get into a wealthy family.
When Fu Chenzhou saw the photo, he sent a letter from the group's lawyer overnight: "She is a technical consultant that I couldn't afford to pay a lot of money to hire."
That night, Lin Jianlu's laboratory was hacked, and confidential data was at stake.
She typed out a string of codes with her backhand, locked the other party's IP, and called her elder brother: "Brother, someone stole my satellite orbit algorithm."
On the other end of the phone, the eldest son of the richest man in Shanghai said in a cold voice: "Name."
At the International Aerospace Summit, Lin Jianlu made the final speech as the youngest Chinese chief designer.
Off the stage, Fu Chenzhou watched the "Deer-Chen Algorithm" that shocked the world on the screen, and finally understood that the little white rabbit he desperately wanted to protect behind him was actually a national treasure-level genius who could rewrite the history of aerospace.
After the celebration banquet, he pressed her under the transmission tower and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Lin, the Fu family still needs a boss lady."
She shook the Starlink model in her hand: "Mr. Fu, please explain first, why does the IP of the hacker who hacked my laboratory belong to your company?"
