"Yao Yingsong, did you tamper with the data?"
"Boss, I don't have that ability. And... you've asked me four times today."
Yao Yingsong looked at the time. It was already half past ten in the morning and he hadn't gone to bed yet.
He sorted out the report and sent it to his leader, but got no response at first. Just when he was about to go to bed, the phone rang.
As soon as he got through, he heard his leader's doubtful voice.
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