Legendary American Tycoon

It was only a brief loss of consciousness that caused White to sweat. He couldn't help thinking, it was just a short loss of consciousness. In that second, his teammates' work all day and night could be abandoned. If there was no reaction just now, what would it be like now?

White no longer thinks deeply. He puts all his attention on the two display screens in front of him. The combination of monitoring and input can improve efficiency a lot.

The third day of the working day.

White fell asleep in the office. He leaned on his arm. Until one second before falling asleep, his brain was still analyzing data and calculating numbers.

The curtain was suddenly pulled open, and the sky outside leaked in.

White was shaken awake. He opened his eyes unclearly. As soon as he raised his head, he was squinted and relaxed by the dazzling sunlight outside. It took him a while to get used to it and opened his eyes to the maximum.

Lake's body was in front of him, and he stood beside the table where White was.

Lake clapped his hands to wake up the people in the office.

White looked at the timetable and noticed that it was six o'clock at the moment, and then he gradually became sober, recalling the situation before the end of last night.

As the team leader, Lake asked the team to conduct the final product test.

Prior to this, they had conducted two tests and two corrections. Suterbor's deadline was about to arrive, and each of them stared at the jumping numbers and sliding pages on the screen with breathlessness.

The breath became short in an instant.

When the program ran smoothly and the numbers jumped and flashed dazzlingly in front of them without a bit of lag, they understood that it was successful.

Including Whitener, finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Everyone in the team performed their duties. White completed his duties, so when the program succeeded, his tense nerves were relaxed.

It's not that the deadline will be over, it's mainly related to the unity of the entire team.

If this project is delayed again and again, it will create an indescribable barrier for the team.

Even frustrated and discouraged.

The so-called, one blast, then decline, three exhaustion.

White had just joined the team, and he couldn't know whether this young team had enough courage to face up to the difficulties.

So for them, a good start is half the battle.

Turning his eyes back to the office, the entire large office looked empty and messy. Even though the documents on their desks were clean and tidy, everyone's hair was messed up like a bird's nest.

White noticed Benjamin who was buried beside the computer, and when the sky leaked in, White turned around and asked.

"Benjamin, good morning. Are you okay?" White asked.

White saw Benjamin's shoulders trembling, and he couldn't know why.

After a while, Benjamin turned his head. White was taken aback by his two large panda eyes, especially on Benjamin's pale face. Those two black eyes were particularly obvious.

Benjamin's eyes were red and his voice was extremely hoarse. As soon as he spoke, realizing that his voice was wrong, he coughed a few times, moistened his throat, and then continued.

"When I got up in the middle of the night, I suddenly thought that there was a place that was not perfect. I got up and repaired it for a while. These are data restoration materials. I will sort it out and hand it to Lake." Benjamin said.

White was a little weird at that moment. He looked at Benjamin left and right, not knowing what to say.

White couldn't understand for the time being, the reason Benjamin worked so hard was to defeat Wig, or any other?

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In either case, White has had to pay attention to Benjamin.

Benjamin's sensitivity to numbers is indeed surprising, but this does not mean that he is just a talented person in this area. In other areas, even other majors, he may have different tenacity and confidence from ordinary people.

When Benjamin got up and gave the materials to Lake, White was still thinking about these things. It was not until Benjamin came back empty-handed that White had reacted and cast his eyes to Lake not far away.

Lake frowned and flipped through the data files in his hand. Next, at the meeting, Lake needed to explain the game to the company's executives and other experts. By then, their entire team will attend the meeting.

White got up and went into the bathroom to wash his face, letting cold water hit his face.

Some water splashed into his eyes, which made him notice and think.

Google's employee policy is indeed very complete, and many adjustments have been made to employees. However, from a competitive perspective, Google is also a very independent company.

Let’s not talk about letting internal employees compete fiercely. From the Google incident in the next ten years, Google is a very tough company.

This made White have to think, is Google really a good place for programmers to provide for the elderly?

Once it is of no value, will it drive away people like a water dog?

White realized this, and a thought came to his mind.

In that case, it is better to make good use of Google’s institutional attitude.

When White's eyes were placed on the band-aids on his eyebrows, the thought that came up became stronger.

White was about to take the band-aid off, but Lake's voice came from behind.

"White, come out." Lake shouted.

White responded and put down his hand on the band-aid, and finally just washed one hand and hurried out.

The team had breakfast in the Google restaurant in the morning.

It's the first time for White to have breakfast on Google. The food and beverage deals here are really good, with lots of fruits, scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast.

If they change to normal, they must be walking around in front of the counter that provides meals very leisurely, and grabbing a ridicule and judging constantly.

Today, they are silent in unison.

White chose a plate of waffles, skewered vegetables and salad.

Before he put it in his mouth, he could hear Benjamin's sudden lowered voice.

"White, look, it's Wig," Benjamin said.

White was sitting next to Benjamin, and Benjamin's voice came into White's ears clearly.

White raised his head when he heard the words, and saw Wig walking in from the door. Behind him was still the man with glasses who beat White the other day, and the man with black eyes who looked fierce.

Paying attention to White's gaze, Wigg unbridledly also handed him a staring look back.

When Wig appeared here, the atmosphere changed obviously.

Including Lake, they raised their eyebrows and stared at Wig closely, always paying attention to his behavior.

Wigg didn't go straight to the counter, but instead walked towards their sofa by the window. He was tall and mighty, and he walked with great vigor.

When Wig came, White couldn't help sitting upright. He was sitting at the outermost edge of the round table, and there was no doubt that Wig's goal was to rush him.