CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 37

More than ten minutes later, Tricia appeared in the Department of Computing.

There were two buildings between the chemistry department and it.

Another class would begin in half an hour. Tricia, who was in the controversy now, caused quite a stir in this department.

Many boys, who had taken a fancy to Tricia, began to point fingers at her.

Tricia stood at the door of Class Two as if she was waiting for someone.

Soon, a boy wearing glasses and a plaid shirt walked out of the classroom. He was not tall.

It seemed this boy got a big crush on Tricia.

Nervous, the boy pushed his glasses, lowered his head, and said shyly, “Hi, what can I do for you?”

“I heard that you are a straight–A student in this department. Could you help me find the IP address of that insulting article about me?”

Tricia wouldn’t talk to such a nerd without such a mess.

The boy would love to help his dream girl. “Of course, one minute. Let me get my computer, and then we may go to the coffee shop.”

Class One was next door to Class Two.

Finley belonged to Class One.

After lunch, Finley went back to the classroom to prepare.for her classes.

In the corridor, she bumped into Tricia.

Tricia glared at Finley and shouted, “Monster! Did you post that article to slander me?”

Finley majored in computer science and had grudges against Tricia, so it was reasonable that Tricial considered Finley the culprit.

“I am weak in studying and fail examinations frequently. Do you mean that I hacked your media account and posted that article? Tricia, I feel flattered by this compliment!” Finley said with a faint

*smile.

“Cut that crap! Just wait! I will get the evidence soon. The punishment will be more than the expulsion this time.” Tricia shot another glare at Finley, bumped into her arrogantly, and then left

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Finley squinted at Tricia and then went into her classroom.

It was lunch break, so there were only a few students in the room.

Finley sat by the window, took out her laptop, and turned it on.

Then, she entered the code.

This was a coffee shop.

Tricia ordered a cup of coffee for the boy wearing glasses.

The boy focused on his mission, and a series of codes, which confused Tricia, rolled down the

computer screen.

The boy looked awesome while his fingers flew around the keyboards.

After ten minutes, the boy frowned and broke into a cold sweat.

Tricia lost her patience bit by bit. She urged the boy with her arms crossed, “Can you find the address or not? If not, I will turn to professional hackers for help.”

“Be patient. There are three firewalls, and I am working on the last one now. The poster must be an expert. Don’t underestimate him.”

“Aren’t you a straight–A student? I am afraid that you don’t live up to your reputation. How can you find nothing yet?”

Tricia had no patience left and got up from her seat.

She regretted seeking help from such a nerd.

“Wait a minute! I got it.” The boy sped up and cracked the last firewall.

Tricia went over to check with excitement.

The boy clicked on the code with his mouse.