Atwa looked up at the smoke rising above and caught sight of the fire sprinkler facing him, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly snuffed out his cigarette.
It was no joke, if that water really sprayed out, he probably couldn't even pay for all this equipment if he sold himself.
Of course, Jenny was just trying to scare him a little.
How could the fire sprinklers here get set off by just a little smoke, and the supercomputer monitors below wouldn't get damaged by that water either.
Jenny left, carelessly leaving a room card on the table.
Picking up the card and glancing at her graceful figure, Atwa swallowed hard without realizing it.
He wondered what kind of clothes he should change into after dealing with the matter at hand.
He took a sip from the coffee beside him, then refocused his gaze back on his own monitor.
He planned to wrap up this encirclement quickly and then spend a pleasant night with Jenny.
