Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 277 2011 has passed.
Now Tang Daosheng is no longer the person in charge of the Guangyan Center. After all, there is no reason for someone who has driven half of the team away to stay here.

However, this time, Xiao Ma Ge did not choose to execute him immediately but instead exiled him overseas. It was not because he was sentimental, but because he was afraid that this guy would be poached by someone else.

You have to know that the other party paid the penalty of hundreds of millions without any hesitation.

I originally thought I had picked up a great bargain, but now it seems that the rejuvenated Zhang Xiaolong is worth at least one billion!

No matter how generous Tencent is, it does not want to be the Whampoa Military Academy on the other side.

Of course, Xiao Ma Ge did not come alone this time, but brought more than a hundred technical personnel to provide support.

Since hundreds of employees were temporarily transferred from the group headquarters, it was no longer appropriate to parachute in a person in charge. So Xiao Ma talked to a few remaining core managers one by one and directly appointed Zhou Hao, the former director and technical manager of the WeChat Chat Department, as the new person in charge of the Guangyan Center.

After handing out red envelopes to everyone, Ma returned to the office and saw the showy guy wearing the same red scarf as him in the Spring Festival Gala. He was so angry that he called Liu Chih-ping.

"Well, Happy New Year! I want to see our WeChat red envelope activity on the Spring Festival Gala next year. I don't care what method you use. I will win it at all costs!"

This year, micro-chat red envelopes were completely crushed by WeChat. Tens of millions of advertisements were launched with little effect. Moreover, given the current quality of micro-chat, it is fortunate that the effect is not very good, otherwise the traffic would not be retained.

It will probably take a long time to clean up the mess left over from the red envelope project.

Even though he comes from a product background, he knows that modifying code in a project is much more complicated than rewriting it, because you have to understand all the previous logic before modifying it, otherwise the more you modify it, the more problems will arise.

It takes a while for the hundreds of technicians in the Guangyan Center to get familiar with the original code. Now, the problem solving depends on the old staff to guide the "newcomers", which is very difficult.
This made Xiao Ma Ge feel a rare sense of regret. If the red envelope project had been launched after the New Year, wouldn't it have been much better if he was not so anxious?
Those are all good employees, what a pity.
However, Xiao Ma Ge is not someone who can be manipulated by others. When he saw Bi'an throwing money around on the Spring Festival Gala, he came up with an idea.

Therefore, before coming here, he specifically instructed the group's security department to carry out targeted strikes against them. He did not seek to kill the enemy in one battle, as that was unrealistic, but he would be happy to disgust the opponent and cause them some trouble.

Come and don't go indecent.

Coincidentally, Alibaba’s headquarters in Hangzhou is doing the same thing.

Whether it is Alibaba's previous deployment of mobile games or its current actions, it has proved that "all people come for profit."

At the end of 2011, the latest data from Analysys International showed that the transaction volume of the third-party online payment market continued to grow rapidly, reaching 3.6 trillion yuan for the whole year. Alipay, Weifubao and Tenpay accounted for the top three in the market with 48.6%, 17.9% and 13.9% respectively.

Online banking payment only accounted for 7.3%, ranking fourth.

Competition in the Internet payment business in traditional market segments such as online shopping and gaming is becoming increasingly fierce.

Especially when WeChat’s Spring Festival Gala red envelope interaction came out, competitors saw it as an opportunity and a classic case that could be used as a reference in the future.

But in Ma's eyes, this activity is a naked threat, a threat that seriously challenges Alipay's current position as the leader.

Therefore, he urgently called together five of the Eighteen Arhats and held an emergency meeting with senior executives to formulate a strategy, and tonight's action was one of them.

As long as WeChat red envelopes freeze or crash, its underlying Weifubao will inevitably be affected, and all the efforts made by the other side will be in vain. Before Alipay's position is consolidated,
Every white hacker may have once been a hacker. This statement is true to a certain extent.

There is no distinction between high and low technology, just like a knife, it depends on how the person holding the knife uses it.

That night, the color of a security team in Hangzhou began to change, and gradually became active on the network.
At 10 o'clock, the second wave of red envelopes from the 2012 Spring Festival Gala arrived
"Report, the source of the attack has been analyzed. Through the SHIELD's tracing mechanism, it is currently located that it is most likely from Guangzhou and Hangzhou."

"Report, the SHIELD firewall has been breached, 10% of illegal requests bypassed the interception and hit the server."

"According to the report, the server load increased by 7 percentage points, and the peak value was close to 90%. There was a risk of freezing. If it exceeded 90%, there would be downtime. The average response time of the red envelope response interface was 0.4s slower, and it is currently 1.72S."

"Operation and maintenance team, redundant servers are online!"

"Boss, how much?"

Xu Chaojun was making the corresponding deployment and was about to calculate when Sun Ziwei handed him a calculation result. "30%. This is the conclusion of our department's comprehensive calculation based on traffic and the current malicious attack volume. 30% can withstand the current impact!"

"Listen to Mr. Sun!"

Sun Ziwei, Xu Chaojun and Zhang Xiaolong met briefly, and then at Sun Ziwei's suggestion, they gathered together all the experts in network security in the team to form a temporary special forces team of 30 people, in addition to the original team of 20 security engineers.

Blocking and unblocking are carried out in parallel. On the one hand, redundant server groups are continuously added according to the actual situation, exchanging space for time, and on the other hand, the moat of the SHIELD system on the other side is continuously strengthened!
One side responded by countering the attack, trying every possible means to identify illegal requests, block them, and defend themselves.

The other side used every possible means to dodge and avoid the opponent's encirclement and launched an attack.

An invisible cyber attack and defense war has started again
At the Spring Festival Gala, Chen Mo looked at the page on the phone screen and counted silently. It took about 2 seconds for the amount in the wallet to change.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that perhaps something else had happened in the company that he didn't know about.

Because normally, the first wave of traffic may not be the largest, but it can withstand the impact of the first wave. The second wave of traffic plus the reputation of the first wave will not form a peak that is much higher.

However, he did not act rashly and chose to trust his team.

After a while, the phone in his arms vibrated, and Chen Mo answered it calmly, "Okay, I see. No problem. You guys discuss it, that's it for now!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo sighed. It was understandable that Xiao Ma was restless. After all, the Guangyan Center was almost eradicated.

But why did Lao Ma join in the fun? Chen Mo seemed to be watching the Spring Festival Gala, but if you looked closely, his pupils had lost focus and his mind was no longer here.

A few minutes later, Chen Mo figured out the other party's motives, then took out his mobile phone, opened the notepad, and started typing on it, recording some of his thoughts just now, and then sent a morale-boosting message in the group.

After finishing all this, Chen Mo put his phone in his arms and turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside, because he knew that his every move was being watched by the camera from time to time. He stopped doing anything else and concentrated on watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Afterwards, Chen Mo watched the performance on the stage obediently. When he should have laughed, he smiled and clapped. When he should have made dumplings, he looked moved.

Just like in the Olympic Games, when your team is behind, you will be happy in your heart, but you must not smile on the surface. When you reverse or take the lead, you must stand up and applaud. You can't wait until the camera scans and remember to perform, because then it will be too late.
Fortunately, he came alone, without any stupid teammates. An experienced person like Chen Mo would not make such a childish mistake. Since he could not do anything now, worrying would not help. He tried his best to perform the performance that he should cooperate with.
In the third round of red envelope rain, others were grabbing red envelopes, while Chen Mo was just taking it as a test.
Audiences across the country were very happy. No matter how much money it was, it was extra money. People nowadays are still very patient and think it is normal if the response takes more than 5 seconds. Unlike later when people started cursing after 1 second, no one noticed anything unusual.

The third round of red envelope rain ended successfully, and the cyber attack suffered by the other side disappeared instantly, as if it had never happened.
The clock strikes midnight, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new
After cheering for a while, the audience continued watching the show.

Chen Mo took out his cell phone and sent out various red envelopes.

Although Chen Kun was a little sleepy, he still focused on playing the role of the audience with a professional spirit.

It was the guy next to him who was playing with his phone with his head down. When he accidentally glanced at the screen on his deskmate's phone, it turned out that he was sending red envelopes.
A few minutes later, he pretended to glance at it casually and asked, "Why are you still sending out red envelopes? Can you keep sending out red envelopes for a year?"
Then he took a closer look. When Chen Kun saw the amount on it, he was in doubt. The maximum amount of the red envelope I sent was 200 yuan. Damn, he is worthy of being the boss of WeChat. He sent out red envelopes of tens of thousands of yuan at a time, and I don’t know who they are for.
You wouldn’t know until you calculated it. After the calculation, Chen Kun was shocked. According to his calculation, this guy made millions in these few minutes?
Damn, being a boss makes more money than those actors.
"Xiao Min, it's midnight, why don't you go out and set off fireworks?"

"Dad, go ahead and release it. I'm trying to grab the red envelopes~"

"Oh, it's not much money. What's the point of you robbing it? You spent the whole night and didn't even get to watch the Spring Festival Gala properly. I spent half a day robbing and it turned out to be only 1 yuan. Your mother is even worse off, she only got 3 cents. Haha~~~ Ouch!" The man was so happy that he ended up being pinched by his angry and embarrassed wife.

"Eh? No, isn't the red envelope grabbing activity over? It's also at midnight?"

"It's different. It's sent by our company leader. Dad, go and release it first. Don't delay me from making money!"

"Tsk, it's just a few dollars, it's not that serious~" Li Min's father muttered, lit a cigarette, picked up a string of 1,000-count Da Di Hong cigarettes and went out.

After a while, there was a burst of crackling sound of firecrackers outside the house.

When Li Min's father came back, he saw his son was still concentrating on poking the screen with his fingers. The only difference was that his wife was watching beside him and was also concentrating. "Hey, I want to ask you two, are you guys busy?"

Li Min's mother looked up, a cold look flashed across her eyes, "You're the only one who talks too much!"

"Ah~", just after the Chinese New Year, I got stabbed. Women are as fierce as tigers. Li Min's father sighed, tiptoed over to take a closer look, and then never moved again.
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From 0:0 to 30:, the senior executives of Bi'an took turns to send huge red envelopes in the group. There were all kinds of messages in the group to encourage and worship, such as thank you Mr. X, Mr. X is generous, Mr. X, please give me one ~ Mr. X is not enough! .
Accompanied by various emoticons flooding the screen.

As the boss gave out the last super-large red envelope, the internal red envelope rain activity of Bi'an Technology came to an end.
Li Min received the last red envelope of 2888 yuan, becoming the lucky winner of the final round in the entire company.

The family of three finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Li Min's father forgot about the gagging spell and said in astonishment, "My goodness, the red envelopes you received in half an hour are more than my monthly salary."

"My dear son, I heard that people in your industry are always changing jobs. Look at your current company's leaders who are so nice to their employees. You must work hard for the company in the future!"

"I know~ Mom, I'm not stupid! I'll go back to the house first~"

"Don't stay up too late, you still have to go out to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow morning."

"I know~"

Li Min returned to her room, turned on her computer, and browsed Zhiyan. She saw many people posting screenshots of their WeChat red envelopes. There were also many employees posting screenshots of the red envelopes sent by their bosses through WeChat. Each of them only had a few dollars in it, but they were still very enthusiastic.

He took a screenshot, erased the private information with Photoshop, wrote a paragraph on the post, but then thought it would be a shame to bring bad luck to the company, so he deleted what he had written.

Finally, I wrote a few words and clicked publish.
“2011 has passed. 2012 welcomes you from the other side!”

(End of this chapter)