Rewrite the Technological Landscape

This night, everyone drank until 11 o'clock before they left. Almost half of the boys were resisted and returned to the room. Meng Qian kept restraining himself in order to maintain a minimum level of sobriety, but he couldn't hold back everyone's enthusiasm, and finally returned to the room a little confused sleep.

Everyone had dinner at the hotel at noon the next day, and those who should go home in the afternoon went home, and those who should go back to the company. There is no real weekend, and there will be staff on duty every weekend.

In addition, the new year is coming soon, many people took the initiative to work overtime this weekend, although many people are not in a good state today, after all, they were drunk last night.

On January 22, 2001, the day before New Year’s Eve, two-thirds of Dafeng Science and Technology’s employees went to work normally. It was only at this moment that Meng Qian realized that almost all of his company’s employees were from Jiangxi Province. Employees account for less than 10%.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on the 22nd, Shen Jiawen came to Dafeng Science and Technology Innovation with a suitcase in her left hand and a large bag in her right hand, "Hi, I'm looking for Meng Qian."

The front desk glanced at Shen Jiawen, "Who are you?"

"My name is Shen Jiawen."

"Oh, Mr. Meng has explained, this way please."

Seeing Shen Jiawen enter the office, Meng Qian came over to help Shen Jiawen put the suitcase aside. Shen Jiawen is now working with Zhou Lin, so she didn't go back early during the winter vacation. Jin Miao is also in the same situation as Shen Jiawen, so today anyway, Meng Qian has Without a car, Jin Miao and Shen Jiawen were asked to take their own car back together. At the same time, there was also Han Mengting who had just returned from a trip to Italy.

After putting down the suitcase, Shen Jiawen put the big bag in her hand on the table, first took out a relatively small bag from it, and then took out a beautifully packaged box, "This one is for you, the other two are for you." The copies belong to Han Mengting and Jin Miao."

"Thanks."

Meng Qian took the gift box and thanked him, but Shen Jiawen continued to take out several large plastic boxes from the big bag, "These biscuits are for people in your company."

Meng Qian froze for a moment, always felt that something was inappropriate, but it was not easy to refute his intentions, so he responded with a smile, "Then take it out and let everyone have a taste."

Meng Qian walked out of the office with five large boxes of biscuits in his hands, "Who was talking about afternoon tea in the group just now, now that I have something to eat, Ms. Shen will bring you the biscuits you made yourself."

Before, Shen Jiawen came to be a photographer with Zhou Lin, so everyone basically knew Shen Jiawen.

"Wow~" Wei Pengtian and Li Feiqing rushed over first, unceremoniously choosing their favorite biscuits, and the rest of the technical department immediately followed.

Picking two big ones, Wei Pengtian took a bite and said, "Yeah, it's delicious, the lady boss makes something different."

"You're the only one with a long mouth, right?" Meng Qian gave Wei Pengtian a blank look, but the latter smiled and gave Meng Qian an expression that I understand.

Seeing this, Shen Jiawen took out a box of biscuits, "I'll send it over there."

As he said that, he walked towards the direction of the art department.

"Thank you." The people in the art department are more familiar with Shen Jiawen. After all, several of them know Zhou Lin and Zhou Lin's roommate.

So everyone didn't make fun of Shen Jiawen, but felt that this person was quite good at life, but Fu Qinyi's expression was very complicated at the moment.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Dafeng Kechuang got off work early, because the New Year's Eve in Jiang Province is different from other places. It is not the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, but the day before the New Year's Eve is called Xiao'an.

Meng Qian didn't even know about this before he went to university. When he was a child, he always thought that the day before New Year's Eve was called Little New Year's Eve in the whole country.

However, this custom of the day before the New Year's Eve has brought some convenience to the New Year in Jiang Province, such as celebrating the New Year with small and big families, or celebrating with a big family, or celebrating with a young woman's family and a big man's family. so.

In 2001, an era when the taste of the New Year was still relatively heavy, the New Year's Eve in Jiang Province was also quite lively.

At 3:15, Jin Miao and Han Mengting went downstairs to Dafeng Kechuang and got into the car directly.

"Sorry for being late." Jin Miao apologized and sat in the co-pilot, "Han Mengting insists on taking more photos."

"Blame me?" Han Mengting, who got into the back seat and heard Jin Miao talking about her, said unconvinced, "It's not because your photography skills are too bad."

"I'm not a photographer, I told you to look for Shen Jiawen, but you don't look for it yourself."

"Don't you happen to be near my school? It's so troublesome to ask Jiawen to make a trip."

"Okay, okay, stop bickering, both of you." Shen Jiawen adjusted from the side, "We just got down too."

After everyone sat down, Meng Qian drove home.

Han Mengting, who was sitting in the back row, began to share with Shen Jiawen about traveling, and then began to chat about cosmetics, clothes, and TV dramas.

"I don't know if there will be a TV station broadcasting the peerless twins when I go home during the Chinese New Year. I really want to watch Jimmy Lin!"

"Recently there is a new TV series called Marrying the Right Man in the Wrong Sedan Chair. It's pretty good. Many people around me are watching it. There is a very handsome supporting role in it."

"Who is it?"

"Sha Pingwei, the actor's name seems to be Sha Yi?"

Meng Qian, "."

The two girls were chatting about girls, and the two sitting in front started talking about work as soon as they came up.

"I found that I really screwed myself when I suggested you take the agency route." Jin Miao smiled wryly, "It really makes me sick to ask for debts."

"If they don't give you the money, don't just give the credit card." Meng Qian asked with a smile.

"Hey, these old fried dough sticks will sell badly, and they will play the emotional card, and they will say brother in one mouthful. Sometimes it is really wrong."

"How much money do you still have not recovered?"

"500,000."

"Then how much profit did you get this year? I went to the finance department to check. You have made more than 8 million point cards this year, right?"

"Counting the usual messy expenses, the profit on the account now is less than 1 million."

"That's right, as you said, in business, there are some things that cannot be avoided. Do you have any plans after the next year?"

"The center of gravity must still be with you. I am still waiting for your new game, but I have been watching other things. I went to Huaguan Village in Yanjing some time ago, and then I went back to Hangzhou to watch last year's game. In the Ego Digital Plaza just built, I am quite interested in this kind of centralized electronic product sales model, but unfortunately I have no money now, if I just go in and open a store, it doesn't make much sense.

In addition, I am considering opening an Internet cafe. I deal with Internet cafes every day, and I have seen the development prospects of this industry, especially the new wave of games brought about by "The Legend of God", which is promoting the development of the Internet cafe industry.

Do you have any suggestions? "

"I dare not give advice on such decision-making things, that is, if you want to learn from Huaguancun and Yigao, I suggest you take a look at what role the Internet can play in this matter. If you want to be an Internet cafe, I know you are an ambitious person, and I suggest you consider making your own unique standards from the very beginning."

"Special standard?"

"Well, after all, Internet cafes are a traditional store business model. As long as this model is not engaged in the profiteering industry such as health care products, it is basically in a state of starvation and food. If you really want to grow bigger, you can consider chains, and quickly The premise of a chain is to create a standard that can be copied, and this standard must have its own characteristics, otherwise others can open their own Internet cafes."

"Features?" Jin Miao pondered for a while, "What characteristics can Internet cafes make? Could it be possible to find a girl to perform and dance for everyone?"

Meng Qian smiled, "It's not impossible."

Jin Miao curled her lips, "By the way, Meng Qian, if you really want to build an Internet cafe, are you interested in taking a stake? I'm still a bit tight right now."

"Investing in shares?" For a moment, Meng Qian couldn't think of whether being an Internet cafe would help his development, but if Jin Miao was short of money, it would not be impossible for him to help him solve the financial problem as a ticket. Anyway, it doesn't cost much to open an Internet cafe. "Let me think about it."

Jin Miao let out a long sigh, "I really can't do it. I'll sell the two houses my dad bought for me in Hangzhou. Anyway, the house can be bought at any time."

Meng Qian was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel, "Brother, don't, don't."

The four of them chatted like this all the way. After Meng Qian sent the three of them home, he also returned to his own home. The first thing he did was to clean up, and then make sure that the gas tank still had gas.

The next morning, Meng Qian went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, cooked some of his parents' favorite dishes, and then took the food to Jiushan to accompany his parents for the New Year.

"Chatting" with his parents and replying to various New Year wishes on his mobile phone, Meng Qian should have spent his second New Year peacefully after his rebirth.

But at 8 o'clock in the evening, when Huaxia's family was reunited, a message suddenly appeared in the group of Dafeng Science and Technology Innovation Company.

"Someone is attacking our server!"

After that, there was a swiping discussion and follow-up report by the company's employees.

Meng Qian called Song Zhenluo immediately to find out the situation, and after confirming that someone was indeed attacking the company's server, Meng Qian got up to pack his things, "Mom and Dad, the company is in some trouble. Fortunately, dinner is almost finished. Don't mind, my son may not be able to watch the New Year with you this year, so remember to rest early."

After packing up his things, Meng Qian ran down the mountain and drove to Hangzhou.

Along the way, Meng Qian commanded and ensured that he was not hacked by phone. At 9:30, Meng Qian returned to the company. At the moment, several Hangzhou locals from the technical department, including Wei Pengtian, were staying in the company.

"Boss Meng."

After Meng Qian nodded, he immediately sat in front of the computer to observe the specific situation. After a quick check, it was basically certain that the hacker had given up the attack.

However, it is almost impossible for Meng Qian to find out who the other party is.

The kind of thing in the movie that directly counterattacks the past to determine the opponent's position is the only movie that dares to shoot like this.

If you really want to catch hackers, except for some rookies, you need to use certain resources and strength, but like this kind of hackers who have failed and left no information, it is impossible for the government to use any resources to help them catch people.

But, at this juncture of doing this kind of thing, some goals are always more noteworthy.

Meng Qian pondered for a while and called Zhang Shuxin, "Mr. Zhang, my company has been hacked. I want to investigate some clues. Can you give me the background permission of your server?"

"What if I don't agree?" Zhang Shuxin asked directly on the day of the phone call.

"Then I can only go black by myself."

"Hahahahaha." Zhang Shuxin laughed amusedly by Meng Qian, "Just contact Ah Hai directly, don't forget, you are also a shareholder of Ying Haiwei."

"Thank you Mr. Zhang."

After Meng Qian hung up the phone, he immediately went to the background of Ying Haiwei's portal to search for the information he wanted, until

An article about the collapse of Dafeng Kechuang's server appeared in front of his eyes.

If the other party has found some sailors in advance and is ready to come to Hei Dafeng Science and Technology Innovation tonight, then logically speaking, someone will definitely save the article in the draft box in advance.

Because a very important reason why the opponent chose to attack Dafeng Science and Technology Innovation today is because today is the Chinese New Year, and Dafeng Science and Technology Innovation’s response ability must be the weakest.

But also because of this, the navy is also going to celebrate the New Year, they are likely to put the content in the draft box in advance, and send it immediately after receiving the message.

With several related articles being found in the draft box, and several articles accusing "Biography of God" of bugs before, something seemed to become clear.

"Sure enough, it's not a simple hacker attack." Li Feiqing said coldly from the side.

"It's so fucking cheap to make us unhappy during Chinese New Year!"

Just when the two were complaining, Ruan Yongkang sent a message in the group, confirming that "Red Moon" and "King of Darkness" had transferred teams from Korea a few days ago, including technical teams and operation teams.

"Korean people are really dirty in everything they do." Wei Pengtian broke his mouth.

"It's a pity that we are not sure who did it now." Li Feiqing said helplessly, "We will never even know who did it."

"It doesn't matter." Meng Qian, who had been silent all this time, finally said, "This kind of thing must be done by a competitor. It doesn't matter who it is. Anyway, let's just do it directly."

However, the employees of Dafeng Science and Technology Innovation still don't know it at the moment, and they don't understand what Meng Qian really means.

More and more people are paying attention, and they are beginning to understand that it is difficult to say what everyone wants. Maybe this is the most difficult point of writing a book. No matter how you write it, some people will not like it. It’s like being reborn by several people when you didn’t write instant messaging. I didn’t do instant messaging, but later I did instant messaging, and I was criticized by several people for being too old-fashioned and then I did instant messaging again. Hey, I really don’t know how to solve this problem. I can only hope that I will show mercy. If you don’t like it, please Try not to say those particularly nasty things, it’s really uncomfortable to see. At the same time, I would like to thank my friends who left messages to encourage and support me. Really, your messages are very important to me, so thank you very much.