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Chapter 156 Who secretly wrote the plan and put it on my desktop?
Ban Ge groggily got up from the sofa.

Then he heard his colleagues talking nearby.

Why are my colleagues here so early today?
wrong!

"Oh no! What time is it?"

Brother Ban jumped up in a flash.

He glanced at his phone and realized it was already past nine in the morning.

It wasn't that my colleagues arrived early; it was that I woke up late.

No wonder several colleagues have already arrived, eating breakfast or getting ready to start working.

"Oh no, I haven't written my proposal yet!"

He had originally planned to stay up all night to write out the product proposal for the "dog translator".

But to everyone's surprise, Stokka also wanted a computer.

Actually, it's not a big deal for Stokka to want a computer; it'll just take a few hours.

I shouldn't have been so impulsive as to click the shutdown button.

Programmers' computers can't be turned off!
He finished his work at 3 a.m. last night and planned to take a nap and get up early this morning to write, but he ended up sleeping until now.

Hirako will be coming to work soon, right?

I told Pingzi last night that we should finish the plan tonight and start it today!
This is how to do!
He could tell that Tang Yiping was full of passion for this project.

In fact, Tang Yiping does everything with great passion.

During this period, Tang Yiping was the only one in the entire company who spent the most time working overtime with him.

Of course, Tang Yiping's overtime work is a bit different from his. Sometimes Tang Yiping can disappear for several days, and sometimes he can work 24 hours straight at the company.

Tang Yiping's favorite thing is to seize the moment when he is passionate and inspired, and finish writing in one go.

But Brother Ban discovered that his energy was completely insufficient to keep up.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have slept until now and still haven't woken up.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, how could I not get up!" He slapped his head in frustration.

He was really afraid that he would hold Tang Yiping back.

Moreover, he really didn't want Tang Yiping to look down on him.

He desperately needed this opportunity.

Now, there are very few people left in the entire company who still remember that he used to be a product manager.

Back then, the company's flagship product, the local lifestyle app that ambitiously aimed to change the world, was his creation.

At that time, the local services category was already a red ocean, but no app had been able to dominate the market. When Linghai Technology's product appeared, it almost crushed all other competitors.

but……

It was just a fleeting moment.

While he was busy preparing for the launch of version 2.0, he fell asleep at the company one day and overslept the next day.

Then he found himself with a splitting headache.

When he sat down at the computer again, he found his mind was completely blank, devoid of anything.

He suddenly couldn't do anything.

It was as if a giant spoon, like scooping out ice cream, had scooped a huge chunk out of his head.

Even the products he himself had made felt somewhat unfamiliar when he looked at them again.

Over the years, he has longed to return to that state of being back then.

However, after several attempts, the product failed to compete due to iteration failures, retreated to a corner, and became a victim of the competitive tide.

After that, the company fell into a survival crisis, dreams collapsed, reality became harsh, and everyone went from entrepreneurs and dreamers to beasts of burden.

Countless times in the dead of night, he dreamt that he had created an amazing new product, and suddenly the company was brought back to life. Investors flocked to his door, Lu Mingyuan hugged his leg and called him "Dad," and Brother Ze patted his shoulder and said, "I knew I could trust you!"

Someone even presented him with a heavy trophy.

Then he was woken up by the trophy hitting him.

Sometimes, he would dream that suddenly, people all over the country were teaching him how to make products. They would curse him while using his products, and he would just hide behind the scenes and laugh.

But it was all just a dream.

He hasn't worked on a product in far too long. And nobody wants him to anymore.

However, Tang Yiping remembered.

To be honest, he was very touched.

"How could I be so useless!" He wanted to slap himself.

"I hope Hirako can sleep a little longer, but I have to get up now!"

He turned and ran wildly toward his new office, then slammed the screen open and plopped down in bed.

He heard the elevator doors open.

It's elevator number 9.

Of the entire company, only Tang Yiping liked to take elevator number nine.

Then he heard Tang Yiping's voice.

"Brother Ban!"

Ruined!
Why is Hirako up so early?
You should at least take a nap!
Children who don't get enough sleep won't grow tall!

Or you could go grab some breakfast and come back in the afternoon!
Why did I have to be so stupid and click "shut down"?!
"Brother Ban, I'm here! Have you finished writing your proposal?"

How should I put it? I'll start creating new folders, new documents, new... right now.

"Brother Ban, I brought you breakfast. I was so lucky today, I ran into someone as soon as I went out..."

The sound grew closer and closer, and Brother Ban became so nervous that he started sweating.

His lips were dry, his throat was sore, his hands were trembling, and his vision was blurry.

Actually, sometimes what people fear most is not failure or making mistakes.

Instead, it disappoints those who trust you.

Ban Ge could always sense Tang Yiping's gaze.

That look of trust, confidence, and even a touch of adoration.

It's the kind of look in their eyes that suggests you can completely trust them with anything they're asked to do.

Even though he wasn't a particularly good programmer and hadn't taught him much, he trusted him.

Just like a duckling naturally trusts the first duck it sees.

He trusted himself, initially not for any other reason than that he was his mentor.

He was simply projecting the same trust he had for his teachers, parents, and elders onto himself.

He had heard Tang Yiping refer to himself as "my master" in public more than once.

What virtue and ability have I possessed?

So he is also working hard to live up to this trust.

But now that trust is about to be broken.

It's still about the things that matter most to me.

How will he see himself?
"Brother Ban..." Tang Yiping's wheelchair appeared next to Brother Ban's computer.

Wow! Is it finished?

Ok?
Which eye of yours saw that I finished writing?
but.

On the screen, a document titled “Initial Product Proposal for “Dog Translator”: First Draft Revision (Five Revisions) Final Draft Revision (1)(2)(1).docx” is open.

"Brother Ban, you're amazing! You finished writing it all in one night! Don't you sleep?" Tang Yiping was shocked.

He clearly remembered that when he left yesterday, his brother hadn't finished setting up the dog's computer yet.

"Uh...this..."

The class monitor looked completely bewildered.

Am I so obsessed that I sleepwalked and wrote this last night?
impossible!

If I had that ability...

Am I still here?
who is it?

Who secretly wrote the plan and put it on my desktop?
(End of this chapter)