Waste Strong Foundation

The deputy director of the institute, Shen Yingmin, rushed back to the institute overnight for a meeting.

Xiao Shi stood up when he heard the sound, and greeted the team leader stutteringly: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Yingmin waved his hand, "Where's the old horse? He made such a big fuss for us, so he can still eat well and sleep well, right?"

In the corner of the conference room, the old man who was dozing off under a coat turned over, touched his glasses while putting on his shoes, and laughed, "Brother just got off the plane, right?"

"Stop interrupting! The two of us are brothers and sisters." Shen Yingmin took off his down jacket and searched for tea cans in the meeting room. "Fortunately, there are other arrangements at the top—hey Xiao Shi, you have to keep an eye on the two VR equipment production lines. Hurry up, a brand-new production line with hundreds of millions of dollars jumps off a building and sells it, how can we peel off a few layers of the other party's mysterious identity."

Seeing that the big leader remembered his name, Xiao Shi nodded excitedly, "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, the technical department is on standby 24 hours a day."

Shen Yingmin stood by the water dispenser making tea, and glared at Ma Binghe, "It is said to act carefully and treat it with caution, the time is not yet ripe... You are lucky, you will be exposed as soon as you go online! Oh, it's not enough, let us do this little thing A piece of good material has also been pushed out. His heart is to be punished!"

Ma Binghe rubbed his nose, called Xiao Shi to pour tea, raised Erlang's legs, and said seriously: "Brother, you haven't seen the effect of this game. It's too scary. Those hundreds of players are all killed. The Ministry of Information issued a few days ago Have you read the survey files here, 86% of the players are only children, 92% have a bachelor’s degree, if something happens to these good kids because of "Trash", will you be responsible or I will be responsible?"

"...That is a huge social incident, and none of us can take responsibility." Shen Yingmin sat down angrily, "But this is not under our control, and a special response team has been set up above. The other party has such advanced technology, they are banned On the bright side, the game is not good."

Ma Binghe was still smiling, "Yeah, Senior Brother, you should speak well, why are you angry? Don't I understand the truth?"

Xiao Shi received the instructions from the group leader's eyes, and passed a step to each of the two bosses, "Mr. Ma, Mr. Shen, what about the production line?"

Shen Yingmin: "Oh yes, did the other party reply? We set up a little obstacle, they shouldn't be unable to get rid of it, right?"

Xiao Shi glanced at the team leader and said with an apologetic smile, "Hey, it was unlocked in four seconds, almost paralyzing the security system of our institute."

"What?! The attack came in?" Shen Yingmin groaned in fright, "Why didn't you tell me right away?"

"No, no, the other party's engineer didn't seem interested in our database, so he walked around the door twice and then withdrew."

Shen Yingmin's face turned pale, and he coughed to cover up his gaffe, "If the forces behind "Waste" are temporarily unknown, at least they should stay in China and reach a friendly and cooperative relationship with them on the premise of ensuring the safety of people's lives—this time in Beijing, This is the opinion given to us by the above. The surname of the chief planner is Fei, the surname of the chief engineer is Shang, and the background of the game is also set in the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties, so cooperation is possible.”

There was light in Ma Binghe's eyes, "That's right. I think they are doing this game very sincerely. Maybe it's a signal of cooperation."

Sure enough, two days later, the "Trash" studio called to discuss the purchase of the production line.

The female person in charge of the technical department looked up at the big screen and reported: "It's connected, and the three groups are tracking the electrical signal."

Shen Yingmin crossed his hands on the table, "Hi, this is Progress Machinery Factory, dear guest, do you have any questions?"

The voice from the loudspeaker was slightly distorted, and there was a moment of silence, "I photographed your production line last night, the price is too low."

Fei Mingqiu thought it was sending warmth, but he never expected that warmth is so hot:

He and Shang Yuan directly auctioned two 500% new complete production lines with a starting price of [-] million.

The price is so delicious, no wonder everyone wants to be (picking up) trash.

Shen Yingmin saw that the other party tacitly bypassed the episode of tracking the IP address, and did not take the initiative to admit the background of his research institute. He used his whole life acting skills to chat about the magnificent "life" of the production line, giving full play to the temperament of a foolish boss who squanders the company's property. .

Fei Mingqiu admired Director Shen's acting skills, and had nothing to say for a while, "Uh, the purchase contract mentions that the company can be registered as an agent—"

"Don't worry, no problem!" Shen Yingmin glanced at the encrypted file at hand.It's something special.

"Pay it in half a year after getting the equipment, right? Our team doesn't really have any liquidity, maybe—"

"Please send me the account opening bank and account number first. The finances here need to be filed and accounted for. Which bank is your team's favorite bank?"

Fei Mingqiu laughed lowly, "Isn't this what you've been checking all the time. Let your engineer designate one."

been exposed.Shen Yingmin didn't change his face, and quietly made a gesture to stop tracking the signal, "Yes."

"Although the production line is fully automated, it still needs a small number of employees and managers. The recruitment after the Spring Festival this year—"

"Leave it to us. For the first cooperation, it's a bonus, and you won't be charged an agency fee. Five social insurances and one housing fund will also be handled for you. Do you have any questions?"

"No. Okay. Director Shen, happy cooperation."

The phone just hung up.

The researchers gathered in the conference room couldn't help but look at each other, and the voices of gasping for cold air kept coming and going.

Shen Yingmin took off his gloves, bit his thumb and pondered, then turned his head and shouted: "Xiao Lin, I think this matter should be settled before the Spring Festival."

Ma Binghe was not under the management of the research institute, and was the first to applaud his old friend, "Good! Senior brother has courage."

Shen Yingmin: "Don't come here, you. Dayu's control of the waters-blocking is worse than dredging. Thanks to the live broadcast platform, the reputation of "Trash" has spread overseas, and you are also responsible for firmly tying "Trash" to our boat." It must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise I will rehire you on behalf of the firm."

The atmosphere in the conference room was relaxed, with sparse applause, laughter and discussions.

The Spring Festival is approaching day by day. I am in a special position and shoulder a special mission. It is certain that I will not be able to go home.

At this time, they were both nervous and worried, and they did not foresee the huge rewards that could be called a technological revolution in exchange for hundreds of millions of devices.

……

On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, chickens are slaughtered to go to the market.

A lathe engineer wearing a full set of protective clothing walked out of the workshop carrying a repair box and took off the badge with Oracle printed on it.He can get off work.

In the workshop, a silver-white spraying robot is carving a semi-finished product. The dark lines on the inside of the VR glasses are extremely complicated and uneven.

The VR glasses that have been sprayed enter the next process on the conveyor belt...and finally arrive at the packaging workshop.

There are five built-in slots in the exquisitely designed carton packaging, which are used to hold glasses, earphones, hand and foot sensors and chargers.

Several workers are busy here, some are responsible for stretching the stretch film, and some are labeling and anti-theft strips against the orders printed by the warehouse.

A considerable part of them will not flow into the market after the Spring Festival, but will be sent to the "operating table" of the research institute.

Shen Yingmin stared at the monitors of each workshop for a long time, took a sip of Dahongpao, "Okay, okay, this is our speed."

The old Sun in the monitoring room is a retired employee of the research institute, and he has little knowledge of the situation, "Leader, have you found the address of this F?"

Shen Yingmin shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Not only are we looking for it, millions of netizens are also looking for it, and foreign countries are also inquiring about it. It's not that easy."

Lao Sun frowned, "If things go wrong, there must be monsters! Sooner or later, we'll take them all together—well, we'll take them all together."

……

Fei Mingqiu sneezed.

There was a white mist, and women in multicolored feather dresses walked towards the stone steps ahead with fruit plates and clear water.

He knows he is dreaming.

Because the stone steps are too long, one step after another, seems to be enough to reach the sky.

Above the stone steps are colorful murals. The gods with three heads and six arms are divided into three teams, each holding a red, black or white spear.

Suddenly the fog dissipated, and at the end of the stone steps, a primitive palace built with huge stones and wood appeared.

Fei Mingqiu raised his eyes and met the eyes of the young man who sat on the golden throne with his chin on one hand and sang a ballad.

The young man looked very similar to him, with a more mature face, fine wrinkles on his forehead, and gentle and pure radiance from his brows and eyes when he smiled.

Fei Mingqiu opened his mouth, his heart convulsed like it was crushed by an invisible hand, but he heard the young man singing loudly——

"Who lives in the big pineapple in the deep sea, Hai~mian~bao~bao!"

Open your eyes on time.

SpongeBob's magical laughter echoed infinitely in the room.

Fei Mingqiu frowned and groaned, pulled up the hem of his home clothes to fan the air, feeling inexplicably bored, squeezed into the narrow bathroom barefoot with a towel wrapped around his shoulders and neck.

Shang Yuan was squeezed into a corner, fixedly looked at the wet and red eye ends of the young man in the mirror, reached out his hand around Fei Mingqiu's waist, and turned off the alarm.

"morning."

"……morning."

The author says:

During the Spring Festival holiday, I went to a foreign trade factory. I didn’t make any money for my friendly help. I almost broke my waist, but I gained a little writing material (laughs)