After the futures market closed, back at the hotel, Zhou Shuo called the room manager and instructed: "I need ten people, ten computers, a network line that can connect to the Internet, and some office equipment." ”

Of course, the treatment of the presidential suite is not just a place to sleep, no matter how luxurious a person is, the area that can be used when sleeping will not exceed ten square meters. At the price of $10,000 a night, the hotel's supporting services are where the real value lies.

Zhou Shuo's request was quickly satisfied, and Wu Hao asked Zhou Shuo in surprise, "Principal Zhou, what are we going to do?" ”

Zhou Shuo clenched his fists and stretched his muscles and said, "Let's find a brick that can knock on the door of the Japanese software market." ”

Seeing that the original luxurious and spacious hall was quickly filled with computer equipment, and the waiters provided by the hotel were all in place, Zhou Shuo clapped his hands and said: "Okay guys, my first order to you is to find all the news on the Internet related to SoftBank President Masayoshi Son." ”

At this time in 1995, Japan was not much ahead of China in the development of the Internet. In 1993, Japan only began to provide commercial network services, and when you take it seriously, it has only been a little more than a year. There are only a few or so sites that provide Internet services, and only a handful of them are capable of making news, and news about SoftBank is not difficult to obtain.

Wu Hao asked curiously, "President Zhou, what does this SoftBank Company do?" ”

Seeing the waiters start their work, Zhou Shuo sat down and poured a cup of tea and said: "The full name of SoftBank is Software Bank Co., Ltd., which is a venture capital company engaged in the IT industry. It owns a number of very well-known software companies and is the largest software seller in Japan, with more than a dozen well-known magazines in the computer industry. ”

"So, it's the 'brick' you're looking for?"

"That's right." Zhou Shuo nodded and said, "If you want to choose a leader in the Japanese software industry, it must be SoftBank." ”

"But now that you know the importance of this company, what are you doing with its news?"

Zhou Shuo shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "SoftBank Corporation was listed in Japan last year and is currently worth more than one billion US dollars. It's not a cabbage on the side of the road, looking for it layer by layer, it's not so easy to deal with. ”

"Then you are ......"

Zhou Shuo took a sip of tea and said, "Go directly to their leading boss." ”

Several news websites on the Japanese Internet were quickly retrieved, and then, according to Zhou Shuo's request, all the news with the SoftBank Group as the main reporting object was also screened out one by one.

Zhou Shuo asked people to print out all the news and the comments below, and then cut each comment into a slip of paper. Fortunately, it is now 1995, and if it were changed to 2005, let alone ten people, it would be impossible to complete this task by hand if he was given 1,000 people.

He reclassified and aggregated all the comment notes according to the user name, and then eliminated all the users who had spoken **. Even so, there are still hundreds of note users left.

These notes were neatly pasted on the walls of the hall, and Wu Hao asked worriedly: "President Zhou, will the president of SoftBank Group you mentioned really be here?" ”

Zhou Shuo held his chin, walked slowly in front of the wall, and said: "The president of SoftBank Group is called Masayoshi Son, born in 1957, and he is only 37 years old this year. He was not an old-fashioned old man, but a top student at Berkeley. He is both a good technician and a top businessman, and his eyes must be on the Internet. And more importantly, no matter who you are, you have vanity. It took him 13 years to get to this point, wouldn't he be proud, and wouldn't he want to know what people think of his career? ”

"Even so, how can you guarantee that he will be found out of these people?"

"Director Wu has heard of Kevin. Mitnick? Zhou Shuo asked rhetorically.

"Is that the famous American hacker?" Wu Hao's 10 years of science and technology foreign affairs work was not done in vain, Zhou Shuo remembered it as soon as he said it.

Yes, the intrusion methods he used were not particularly clever in terms of computer technology itself, but his understanding of social information exceeded most people's imagination. On the Internet, people think that hiding behind a computer screen is safe, and this false sense of security can make people unconsciously relax their vigilance against the leakage of their information. Mitnik often takes advantage of information that people inadvertently leak to easily break through seemingly impregnable defenses. ”

Zhou Shuo finished his talk and affirmed: "And this method of inductive information to solve problems is called social engineering." ”

This kind of social engineering was very commonly used by hackers and cyber police in the future, but in 1995, even Mitnik himself had not yet developed a systematic theory. Even if it is Masayoshi Son, how can he have the awareness to prevent the intrusion of this kind of information?

After a steady stream of weeding out obvious error conditions, the list of reviewers began to shrink.

Until the list of users was reduced to less than 100, Zhou Shuo began to instruct the waiters to start collecting relevant information based on user IDs, such as registration age, email address, education level, etc.

After filtering these conditions over and over again, he finally had less than ten user IDs left in his hand.

Zhou Shuo printed out the information of these IDs one by one, looked at it carefully, and suddenly took out a copy of the information and said with a smile: "That's right, it's him." ”

"Cyclamen in the clouds?" Wu Hao looked at the name pointed by Zhou Shuo and subconsciously said.

"Look at his email address." Zhou Shuo said, pointing to a line of letters on the paper.

“son57@？”

"Well, in Japanese, Sun's pronunciation is son, and Son was born in 1957, so this account is likely to be him." Of course, Zhou Shuo also has a reason that this ID uses Yahoo's mailbox. Yahoo was only an American website at the time, and it had little influence in Japan. But as a major investor in Yahoo since then, Son must have begun to notice Yahoo's value.

Zhou Shuo crackled on the keyboard, and hurriedly wrote out the email to Son. With a click of the mouse, the email is successfully sent.

"Ha-" After a night of hard work, the result was finally obtained. Wu Hao yawned heavily, looked up at the table clock and said, "It's already six o'clock?" It's so fast. ”

Zhou Shuo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sleepy? Director Wu go to sleep, I'll hold on a little longer. ”

"Huh? Now that he has written a letter to Masayoshi Son, what is Principal Zhou waiting for? ”

"Good news." Zhou Shuo said lightly.

As he spoke, it was as if the whole hotel had woken up, and the lights in one room after another were lit, and the disheveled figures hurriedly ran through the corridors.

"What's going on?" Wu Hao opened the door and looked at the panicked crowd outside.

"Turn on the TV." Zhou Shuo instructed the waiter of the hotel and said.

On the wide TV screen, a panicked face popped up. The female anchor, who didn't even have time to draw her makeup, was broadcasting word by word with tears in her eyes.

Even if he couldn't understand Japanese, Wu Hao could feel the tension of a shocking event.

"Principal Zhou, what are you talking about on TV?"

"The Great Hanshin Earthquake." Zhou Shuo held the remote control and switched the TV station frequently. But no matter which TV station, the picture at this moment is similar, a host or anchor or even a casual temporary worker, crying in front of the camera with a heavy or shocked face.

The Japanese waiters in the room were all stunned. A waiter who looked very young suddenly rushed out of the house like crazy, and even grabbed his hair as he ran, tears and snot poured out in an instant.

"Alright, you guys should go out of the city first." Zhou Shuo waved his hand and said in Japanese.

Zhou Shuo is not a financial genius, and he has no hobby of speculating in stocks. In fact, the financial events that he can remember, that is, the level of ordinary people, of course, it is impossible to know the trend of Japan's stock index futures in 1995.

But that didn't stop him from remembering the 7.3-magnitude earthquake that struck the neon Hanshin area at 5:46 a.m. on January 17, 1995. The epicenter of the earthquake is located in the northern part of Awaji Island in the Seto Inland Sea, and the Hanshin area is the second largest economic zone in Neon, with an annual GDP larger than the GDP of the whole country of Tulip Country. The direct economic damage caused by the earthquake reached 105 billion US dollars, and the indirect economic losses were immeasurable, and it can even be said that it was the last glimmer of hope that Japan's economic recovery would be ended.

This is really, the sky is gone, and the retirement is safe.

From this year on, neon is the New Year's Eve, and every year is not as good as a year. If someone can stand on the edge of the long river of history and see the neon of the national fortune. It will be found that the neon GDP in 1995 was only two trillion less than that of the United States, and the total of China in the same period was only more than 700 billion. However, 20 years have passed, China's GDP has surpassed the past, and Neon's domestic GDP is only one-third of that of the United States.

Although I don't remember the trend of specific stocks, Zhou Shuo can still buy stock index futures. As long as a catastrophe such as the Great Hanshin Earthquake occurs, it is absolutely impossible for the stock index not to fall.

Even, it is impossible not to plummet.

Zhou Shuo picked up the phone and dialed the internal line: "Hello, please book two plane tickets for later today." ”

"Well, yes, go to the imperial capital."

Putting down the phone, Zhou Shuo yawned and said to Wu Hao: "Director Wu, let's take a rest first." Later, let's go back to China for a while. ”

Wu Hao was surprised: "Returning to China? However, our software outsourcing business still has no eyebrows, right? ”

Zhou Shuo shook his head and said, "This kind of thing happened, let's leave first." Don't forget that I've just invested in Nikkei stock index futures, and it's best to make a fortune in a muffled voice. When this limelight passes, the neon people may be in the mood to talk about business. ”