Chapter 402: Joy and Sorrow
In New York City's Chinatown, in a Chinese restaurant, the door is closed, and a dozen Chinese people are sitting there, and various snacks are placed on the table.
A sleepless night!
Everyone has been slightly drunk, watching TV with red faces, the boss specially moved the largest size TV from home, today is a big day for the Chinese, happy and popular!
The door was pushed open, everyone turned around, and a young man walked in: "Boss Yang, the food delivered is in the car." ”
Boss Yang twisted his head, a small worker went out to move things, it was already work time outside the door, and a police car drove by the street very calmly, without stopping.
The worker followed the young man to get off the car.
"Didn't sleep yesterday?" The young man asked him.
"No, the neighborhood is happy, the boss has a treat, and I will invite you today!" The worker replied.
The young man looked into the distance: "Usually it's so noisy, someone has already called the police!" ”
Xiao Gong smiled: "You also said that if you usually park like this, the police will definitely have to come and check on you." ”
The two of them carried things into the store and put them in the back, and then the young man drove away.
The worker walked to the counter and handed the list to the boss.
"Don't make noise, watch TV!"
At some point, the TV cut to a dilapidated village, where all of them were dressed in shabby clothes, and under the scorching sun, they were holding cell phones around a pile of power strips.
"Africans are charging their phones. There is Wi-Fi here, and people from nearby villages usually bring their own agricultural products, trade here, and then charge their mobile phones here, and they can also learn about the world online! ”
Journalists on TV have already told the audience.
"What do you mean, what do you do with Africa?"
The reporter began to interview an uncle, who spoke French and spoke English.
"I love this stuff, it makes me money, and I've answered a lot of questions."
"Did you get the money?"
"Not yet, but it shows that there is money in my account, and I believe I can get it, and God will not lie! By the way, I can use this to buy things directly, just scan my phone with someone else's phone. ”
Someone in the restaurant said, "Alipay?" ”
It could also be > reporter's camera pointed at the phone, and the subtitle is now: "The truth book!" ”
Uncle Africa held up his mobile phone: "I can still shoot things, and if I'm lucky, I can get money." ”
The picture cuts back to the studio, and the host: "In just half a day, this application has spread to the villages of Africa, and its power reminds experts of artificial intelligence, and we can't be sure of its developers, nor do we know what its purpose is, but some experts remind us that we don't need all the truth...... Sometimes the truth doesn't make your life any better! ”
"They're scared!" A Chinese smirked, "If you return to Africa, your life will not be better, who are you coaxing!" ”
"Can you use that?" Someone approached him and asked.
"What works is what works,...... But I'm a little worried about getting credit for writing something wrong. ”
"It's strange, why did they start using it in Africa, it still feels a little weird."
"There's nothing strange about it, there's no one over there, I guess there's someone monitoring here."
Manila, 8 p.m.
In a building, where employees sit quietly in front of their computers, this is the indispensable center for censoring illegal information on the Internet.
In an effort to reduce costs, large Internet companies have set up branches in the Philippines to conduct online censorship, where countless images are viewed, approved, or deleted.
Two executives stood by the door, their faces gloomy.
"Today, the number of visits to the site is only one percent of what it used to be." One of the directors said worriedly.
"I've heard that it's the same in other places, the attraction of truth books is too great, everyone wants to know the truth, and there are answers to tell the Internet."
"I'm in trouble."
"The question I asked is where is all the money for President Marcos, and this question is actually a billion dollars, how can I have so much money!"
"I can tell you, a thousand will do. in Swiss banks. ”
"What about the account password? How to get the money? ”
"These two questions add up to a billion."
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