It turned out that Li Wenjun got up to pour himself coffee.
This was not the first time that Guo Mingzhe saw Li Wenjun pouring coffee. He seems to usually have one drink in the morning, and another drink after dinner in the afternoon. If he is busy at work, he may drink another drink in the evening.
Guo Mingzhe couldn't help but cursed secretly: A country bumpkin who grew up in a ravine can also learn how people in big cities drink coffee. Li Wenjun was obviously pretending.
Li Wenjun made coffee and added a spoonful of sugar and milk powder.
Guo Mingzhe stared at the thin and white milk powder, and for some reason the image of sleeping pill powder appeared in his mind.
Guo Jianguang couldn't sleep well a while ago, so Yang Lu prescribed him some sleeping pills.
If he could take it, crush it and put it in milk powder, Li Wenjun would definitely fall asleep after drinking it, and then he could copy the drawings with peace of mind.
This is a brilliant idea, success or failure depends on it.
Guo Mingzhe's heart beat wildly.
The building next door became noisy as the workers went to have lunch after get off work.
Guo Mingzhe left quickly and ran all the way home.
Yang Lu and Guo Jianguang haven't come back yet.
Guo Mingzhe took a few sleeping pills, wrapped them in paper, and crushed the pills into fine powder with the bottom of a wine bottle.
Even gods can't tell if such medicinal powder is mixed with milk powder. Although the amount was not much, he only needed Li Wenjun to sleep for a short while, which was enough.
He smiled: "Li Wenjun, I just want your drawings. It's not too much to let you sleep."
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Guo Mingzhe was afraid of the trouble of people coming and going, so he waited for lunch break and Li Wenjun went back before arriving at the door of the office again.
The door to Li Wenjun's office was closed.
Guo Mingzhe looked back and saw no one.
This kind of bull-head lock can be opened with a thin and hard piece. Everyone is resting at the moment, so he only needs to go in and out quickly, and no one will notice.
Guo Mingzhe took out the fruit knife he brought from home, inserted it into the lock tongue and shook it. Sure enough, the lock opened instantly.
He hurriedly went in and opened the box of Li Wen's military uniform milk powder with hands that were shaking from nervousness.
There isn't much milk powder left in it, and Li Wenjun might be able to use it up this time.
Even if it is not used up, even a little bit of residue cannot be measured.
"God is really helping me."
Guo Mingzhe said to himself, hurriedly poured the sleeping pills in, then quickly covered the milk powder can, wiped the powder off the table, then quickly exited and closed the door, then patted his hands and body to make sure there was no evidence, and acted as if nothing had happened. Went to eat too.
Guo Mingzhe hurriedly returned to the workshop after dinner. He was working on the walkie-talkie in his hand, but his ears were paying attention to the sounds in the corridor.
Li Wenjun's footsteps sounded. He didn't seem to notice anything strange at all. He opened the door and went in. Sure enough, he made another cup of coffee.
Guo Mingzhe's heart beat faster and he held his breath.
He asked Yang Lu that this sleeping pill takes about ten minutes to half an hour to take effect and can make people sleep for three to eight hours. Even if Li Wenjun only eats a little bit and sleeps for an hour, it is enough for him.
The duplex walkie-talkie workshop does not have as many orders as pagers and control panels, so the workers are not working so hard. At this time, most of them have gone back to the dormitory after dinner or gone home for a lunch break. He was the only one in the workshop.
Guo Mingzhe looked at his watch, stood up calmly, and walked out, pretending to go to the toilet. When he passed by the door of Li Wenjun's office, he glanced at it accidentally.
Li Wenjun was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep. The drawings were spread out on the table, but the door was ajar.
This is so unlike Li Wenjun’s style. He was always very cautious. If it was lunch break, he would just close the door and lock it. There is only one possibility, and that is that the sleeping pills have taken effect.
Guo Mingzhe hurriedly stepped in, closed the door, locked the door, and drew the curtains. He cautiously approached Li Wenjun and called him in a low voice.
Li Wenjun didn't respond at all and fell into a deep sleep.
There was only a little bit of milk powder left in the milk powder can on the table, and there was still coffee left in the coffee cup. It was obvious that Li Wenjun had brewed another cup of coffee.
Guo Mingzhe became more and more sure that the sleeping pills were working. He sat down at the table and looked at the drawings carefully.
The drawing says: Second generation washing machine control panel drawing.
Guo Mingzhe was overjoyed. Yes, this is the control panel of the current batch of washing machines being produced.
There is no new one, the old one is better. After all, the old one has passed so many verifications, there will definitely be no problem.
Guo Mingzhe took out the paper and pen from his arms and began to copy the drawings.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Guo Mingzhe was so frightened that he immediately hid under the table, stared at the door, held his breath and did not dare to move.
"Director, are you there?" It was Zhang Aihua's voice.
Li Wenjun showed no reaction.
"Go back and take a lunch break." Zheng Yuehua said outside.
"Impossible, he said that he would think about the new control panel at noon today." Zhang Aihua replied, opening the door with the key, "The door is locked."
"Oh, he might be sleeping now." Zheng Yuehua said, "Don't disturb him now. Come back later. Please don't knock on the door."
Zhang Aihua and Zheng Yuehua went down while talking.
Guo Mingzhe let out a long breath: There was no danger, but fortunately he was cautious and locked the door. Zheng Yuehua and the others tried this, but they made him clean.
Guo Mingzhe hurriedly sat back down and continued copying the drawings.
It only took less than ten minutes for Guo Mingzhe to finish copying the drawings, put everything back in place, put away his own things and came out and closed the door.
The corridor was still quiet.
Guo Mingzhe left quickly and walked out of the factory, not daring to look back. He didn't stop until he felt that no one could see him, and then secretly wiped his cold sweat.
The Kong family promised him that if he could get this blueprint and use it to build a new electronics factory, he would be the director.
Guo Mingzhe touched the paper in his arms. This is his future and his hope.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. The paper in his arms seemed to be so hot that it was going to burn him.
Unlike the last time he studied Li Wenjun's walkie-talkie with the Electronics Research Factory, this time he had such detailed drawings and it was absolutely impossible to miss it again.
Wealth can be obtained through risk, and it really takes a lot of hard work to achieve it.
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Guo Mingzhe did not send the drawings away directly when he went back, but made two copies, cut one of them into pieces the size of the drawings posted on the workstation, put them in his arms, and went to work in the afternoon as if nothing had happened.
He knew that Li Wenjun was very cunning and was afraid that this was a trap set by Li Wenjun for him.
After all, the whole process went so smoothly.
Guo Mingzhe poked his head at the end of the corridor.
The factory was as busy as usual, with people coming and going in the corridors, nothing unusual.
Li Wenjun's office door opened again at this moment, and the faint voices of Zhang Aihua and Zheng Yuehua talking to Li Wenjun could be heard.
Guo Mingzhe deliberately slowed down to listen to their conversation for a while.
Zhang Aihua asked: "Master Jun, are you sleeping in the office at noon? The door is locked from behind."
