Chapter Seventy-One: The Enemy's Attack Is Getting Fiercer!
After Zhu Lei returned to the car, he did not drive back immediately, but sat in the seat and thought for a while. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He knew that there was a complete war between him and Yan Wenlong now, and there was no possibility of turning back. He doesn't care about the outcome of the lawsuit, he only cares about whether he can completely defeat this opponent.
For this goal, he must continue to work and carry out the crackdown to the end. Depending on the situation, Zhang Zhuying is afraid that he will no longer be reliable, and the follow-up actions must be done himself.
Thinking of this, Zhu Lei immediately opened his chat software. He started to set it up with the guy on the other end of the chat.
"Lu, you and your two regiments, act immediately. Launch a second round of attacks. ”
"Okay, you're the customer, what you want to do, just tell me."
"This time, I want you to do it a little more violently, to form a storm of attacks, to be overwhelming with their negative news and posts."
"No problem, we like this kind of work the most, I have 500 people in each group, and everyone has dozens of accounts in many forums, as for Weibo and WeChat, the forwarding is in tens of thousands. Just take a look! ”
"Well, but after this result comes out, others will definitely suspect our company at the first time, so you have to divert your attention. We have to make it impossible for others to see that we did it. ”
"We also have experience in this, so we guarantee that those people will not be able to see the traces! By the way, a little later, I will send you the contract of our company, and after you confirm it, I will pay half of the payment first. ”
"Money is not a problem, but the payment method must be secure. By the way, Lu, in order to stimulate your enthusiasm, I also plan to reward your activists, and those who post the top 10 downlines, we will give each of them a mobile phone. ”
"Hahaha! Then this thing will definitely be done beautifully. I really feel sorry for your goal, and it is indeed not a wise choice to be an opponent with Mr. Zhu. ”
Zhu Lei closed the chat software, sat in the car, and lit a cigarette. As he smoked, he thought that he felt that he would have to do a full set of punches to completely crush Nako's studio.
Zhu Lei threw away the cigarette butt, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.
"The King of Spades, I'm the acid rain who contacted you before. How long can you and your brothers take down the server you've tried at the same time? ”
The voice on the other end of the phone said: "We can send a massive number of data requests at the same time, so that the target server cannot process it and enter a state of paralysis." As for how long it can be paralyzed, it depends on the reaction speed of the other party, the reaction strategy, and the processing capacity of the hosting provider. But no matter how we react, we can take the other person down for at least an hour. ”
"Well, it's still a bit insufficient. Can't you just take over the administrator privileges of the server? ”
"This one is a bit difficult. The security mechanisms used by Nako's studio were something we had never seen before, and the whole thing worked in a completely different way than ours, and we had no idea where to start. ”
"yes, I see. Let's do what you planned, choose the peak time for lunch and dinner, and I'm going to make them unusable to their users at all, creating the most sensational effect. ”
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Lei started the car and drove the car down the mountain. Ten minutes later, he stopped at the corner of a small street, then got out of the car and came to a commissary.
Zhu Lei picked up the landline of the commissary, dialed a number, and said, "Hello, is it the reporting hotline of the tax bureau?" That's right, I have a situation to relate. ”
"Yes, the subject of the report is a developer named Taste All App, and their registered legal person is called Nake Studio, well, it works in the makerspace. Yes, there is serious tax evasion. ”
After Zhu Lei made this call, he breathed a long sigh of relief. This is a battle he has to win. Although these measures were taken, he was not particularly relieved in his heart, after all, the lawsuit that Yan Wenlong said would come immediately.
In that case, I'm going to come directly, and I'm going to make it impossible for you to go to court.
In a gloomy residential building, Zhu Lei saw the legendary jackal. The jackal leaned back on the sofa, looking weak and haggard, without the slightest appearance of a scout or a wolf, nor the feeling of ferocity and cruelty.
Zhu Lei said: "You are a jackal, right? I've heard about you. ”
The jackal glanced at Zhu Lei with slanted eyes and continued to watch his TV.
"I'm here today to ask you if you want to get revenge on that person. I can provide you with a sum of money to find more people to help you get revenge. Zhu Lei said, sat down by himself, and sat next to the jackal.
The jackal turned his head, and his eyes flashed with hatred: "Revenge? Of course I want to! ”
"Very good, we can join forces, I will pay, you will contribute, we can take revenge together, this time, you can be a little more ruthless, a little more excessive, until you are satisfied."
The jackal shook his head: "I want revenge." But I was injured and couldn't make a move. This money, I don't want to earn. ”
"I can introduce you to a man named Hyena, who is a well-known bastard on the road and is extremely ruthless. He doesn't have as much of a game as I can fight, but he has more ideas and is better suited to that guy than I am. ”
The next day at noon. Yan Wenlong was busy all morning, and finally finished dealing with the work arrangements, and was about to take a break, when he received a call from Xie Hong. After hanging up the phone, he hurried to the makerspace.
According to Xiaopang's introduction, there is a server failure in the APP, to be precise, the service area is full, the processing speed is slow, and any request from the client needs to wait for more than fifteen minutes.
Yan Wenlong and Little Fat Man chatted for a while, and after discussion, the two basically confirmed that it was not normal for this kind of server to encounter massive data requests at the same time, and it must have been attacked by hackers.
As the server gets slower and slower, performance metrics drop rapidly, and in the end, even system-level debugging doesn't respond. Faced with the worsening situation, Yan Wenlong immediately made a decision and asked Xie Hong to temporarily shut down the server.
At the same time, he found the IDC service provider and asked the other party to immediately analyze and track the IP address of the attacker through the monitoring program, and provide the address of the hacker.
Yan Wenlong knew that helloworld had been settled, and Zhang Zhuying had also been submissive, and this matter was inseparable from Zhu Lei. In order to avoid greater losses and uncontrollable risks, he had to take the initiative to shut down the system, which was better than the more terrible consequences in the end.
Yan Wenlong's brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about which plan to use to restore the service of the APP. At this point, his thoughts were interrupted by two men in uniform.
The two claimed to be inspectors of the Inland Revenue Department. They said that they had received reports that Nako's studio had provided false financial reports, concealed a large amount of advertising revenue and membership income, and had committed serious tax evasion.
The two took away all the registration materials, sales contracts and various business documents of Nake's studio, saying that they were conducting in-depth verification, and asked Yan Wenlong and Xie Hong to accept the summons at any time.
They asked Yan Wenlong to take the initiative to explain the problem and pay back taxes. If the report is found to be true, it will be divided by a fine of ten times, and the studio will inevitably go out of business.
After sending off the two tax officials, Yan Wenlong looked depressed, today is really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and bad things came one after another.
Then the worse is still to come, Yan Wenlong turned on his mobile phone and found that on the forum, Weibo, and the application market, there were a series of bad comments against the taste.
These bad comments point out that the so-called artificial intelligence is nothing more than a big fool, and it is all manually deleted and processed by humans in the background. There are also some rumors that there are background processes that steal the privacy information of users' mobile phones, and they have been placed on file for investigation. There are even posts revealing that this app is actually just a collaboration between the top 20 restaurateurs, so Nako's studio has always been mysterious and barely discloses any information.
In the face of this new round of rumors and naval attacks, Yan Wenlong was relatively indifferent, he would not be hit by these rumors. But when he saw the reactions of many netizens who didn't know the truth, he was not so calm.
"Yes, it's not artificial intelligence at all! Damn, this is too foolish! ”
"Damn, these people who reveal the inside story are themselves ill-intentioned. I saw that their post mentioned Hot Pot Hero, which is another catering app 'Soda' recently featured an activity, so it must have been done by Soda Sect. No, I'm going to gather some fans who have tasted it, go to the position over there, and smash the field together! ”
"There is a post that says that I have hired thousands of water armies, brushed scores in major application markets, and pulled down the scores of other companies, and said that every time I swipe, the water army has an income of five cents, is this true or false? It's really disgusting to taste it all over! ”
"Damn, I've been using it all the time, but I didn't expect that they were a virus Trojan horse, and they tampered with data, and now, they are using these despicable means to suppress their peers. Forget it, I don't use this app anymore! ”
Yan Wenlong turned off his mobile phone depressedly, and the successive attacks made him a little anxious. He walked downstairs, only to tripped over a plastic chair, which he kicked out with anger and flew ten meters away.
Yan Wenlong didn't say anything all the way, walked out of the makerspace, and came to a square on the ground. There is a meadow here, surrounded by benches, and people sit and chat on the benches, presenting a comfortable and comfortable picture.
"Ahh Yes! Don't hit me! A voice sounded in the square, attracting Yan Wenlong's attention.
He followed the sound and saw two men with tattoos on their arms punching and kicking, continuing to commit violence to a young man curled up on the ground.
Yan Wenlong couldn't see these bullying gangsters the most, and he was in a bad mood at the moment, so he immediately rushed forward and came to the two of them.
He stretched out his hand, pushed out with one palm, pushed a man three meters away, and fell to the ground with a stagger. He dodged another man's fist and lifted him up and threw him five meters away.
After the two men fell to the ground, they quickly got up and rushed over, standing still a meter away from Yan Wenlong. The two looked at Yan Wenlong, clenched their fists, scolded and scolded, their eyes stared at Yan Wenlong, and they looked like they were going to fight to the death.
Yan Wenlong punched and shouted loudly, which frightened the two strong men in front of him immediately turned around and fled.
Yan Wenlong sneered, turned around and walked back. He looked at the blood on the ground, and with a feeling of pity in his heart, he stretched out his hand and lifted up the young man who had fallen to the ground.
The young man turned his face and looked at Yan Wenlong's face, while his hidden right hand was also exposed. The young man was as fast as lightning, and the dagger in his right hand stabbed out, stabbing deeply into Yan Wenlong's abdomen.