Chapter 151 A Mysterious Savior
"How long do you need to fix the system?â A technician answered, âProbably by 10 pm, President
Nolan.â. 10 pm? So, that means I'm going to have leftovers for dinner at her place later. At the
thought of that, Silas angrily questioned the technician, âWhat? You guys need six hours to fix a
small issue like this one?â Silas threw his weight around, trusting in his own capabilities, considering
his seniority in The Nolan Group. Therefore, he directly spoke his mind.
âPresident Nolan, this is the best it is. If anything happens halfway, it could delay until tomorrow.â
Those words were only met by Silasâs sulky silence as he soon left the room, only to be greeted by
murmurs of complaints from the other employees who gathered together.
"When is the system going to be back online?â âI'm only interested to know whether my data would
still be in the system after it is back to normal. I spent the entire week working on the proposal, so
you might as well kill me if it's gone.â
âNah, I doubt it'll still be there. We should be grateful if the system can be fixed.â
âI have a feeling that the hacker who did this to us is not someone to be trifled with. I just spoke to
the technician, and even he doesn't know when it'll be fixed.â
Upon hearing those words, the image of a little silhouette suddenly flashed across Silas's mind.
Then, he stepped outside and gave Camila a call to tell her what happened before making his way
to Imperial Kindergarten. By the time he returned. with South, it was already five in the afternoon.
As he exited his car, he held the little boy's hand with a smile on his face. Meanwhile, South was
seen holding a lollipop with his other hand in the pocket as if he was the coolest kid ever. After
entering the elevator, Nolan asked, âYour mom has invited me to your place for dinner later. So, how
long do you think you'll take?â âI'll know when I have a look at it, but I believe it'll be done right
before your date with Mom.â The child's words put a smile on Nolan's face as he gently patted his
head. Not long after returning to the office, their presence was soon noticed by everyone else as
they all gathered together and began gossiping. âWho's that child?â
âIs he really the president's kid?"
"He is so handsome and cool. If he were my son, I'd laugh in my sleep, wouldn't I?â âFirst, you need
a handsome father to have a handsome child.â âHey, look, the president is carrying the child while
heading to the computer lab.â
"Wait, what? Is he going to let the child solve the problem in the lab?â âYou've got to be kidding me.
That kid looks like he is just turning seven. What can he do? It'd be good enough that he doesn't cry
and make a scene here.â In the meantime, Silas entered the lab with the child and courteously
greeted the technicians in there, but yet no one took South seriously. âSouth, do you think you can
fix it?â Nolan's eyes fell upon the little boy whose eyes were glued to the monitor screen. South
took the lollipop out of his mouth and confidently replied, âGive me five minutes!â Silas was taken
aback by the child's words but was soon convinced when he recalled the time that this prodigy
made a billion vanish from a company's bank account without a trace. Therefore, he said, âAlright,
do your thing then.â Then, Silas turned his attention to the technicians and ordered them to make
way for the child. âStep aside, guys. He'll do it.â The technicians were all shocked and stunned as
they gazed at Silas, probably thinking that their president must be out of his mind to let a child
handle something so complicated. Despite their reluctance, they were still rather polite and
courteous to Silas. âPresident Nolan, whoever is doing this to us is a skilled hacker. If we stop what
we're doing now, the company could suffer a huge loss. Moreover, we've already found a lead to
work on the fix, which we're sure that we can get everything done by 10 pm tonight.â âLet him do
it,â Silas knitted his brows and said. âPresident Nolan, it's a crucial moment now, and I'm afraid we
can't stop what we're doing. If we do, the whole thing will have to start all over again, and all the
hard work we did in an hour will go to waste.â The technicians were reluctant to give up and
apparently against Silas's idea.