Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Zhan Hanjue was notified and opened the homepage of the Media Asia network as soon as possible.
Seeing the challenge letter, the domineering and cold gaze of the War Chill Lord seemed to be able to kill people.
"Master Han?" Zhan Hanjue's eyes narrowed, and his thin lips opened dangerously, "Heh, is it that I've been too kind lately, so there are always some people who are not afraid of death who are looking for a way to die?" β
The temperature in the room dropped below zero, and everyone in the room held their breath, for fear that one would accidentally be burned to death by the burning anger of the big president.
The president said he was too kind himself?
The president's positioning of himself is always so wrong.
Guan Xiao was silently slandered in his heart.
People outside are rumoring that you are the reincarnation of Hades, who dares to break ground on your head!
Guan Xiao's head hung lower, and he said ashamedly: "Our network department has dispatched all the cutting-edge hackers, but none of them can decipher the other party's firewall. We didn't find any information about this Han master. β
Zhan Han Jue Jun's face was dark, and he said coldly.
Except, of course, Luo Shihan's kind of wonderful!
Zhan Hanjue's domineering and cold gaze lingered between Guan Xiao and the computer screen: "Have you found out the origin of this Han Ye?" β
Guan Xiao couldn't help but tremble when he heard the name of the little young master.
Although this young master has inherited the talent of the president, and has been promoted and taught by the president since he was a child, he is also a hegemonic existence in the Matrix.
"Give you two choices, either dig out his old bottom for me. Or go and ask Zhan Su for help. β
Fighting?
"President, why don't you come back to the rivers and lakesβ"
Before Guan Xiao's words were finished, he was ruthlessly despised by the Lord of War Cold, "Do I look idle?" β
But if you go to fight the little demon king with three diseases, you will inevitably encounter his poisonous tongue attack, death contempt, and some unexpected gains.
Guan Xiao's eyes fell on the president's slender fingers, thinking that instead of seeking a battle, it would be better to ask the president, and the president would go out and solve the paralysis of the whole network in minutes.
Coming to the Cyber Security Department, Guan Xiao said with a serious face:
"Listen, if you don't want to be paired with your pet dog on Valentine's Day, you can only video connect your relatives and friends during the New Year, just find out that Han Ye for me."
Zhan Hanjue stared at Guan Xiao coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife. "Get out."
Guan Xiao wiped the cold sweat and withdrew from the president's office.
Zhan Shu answered the phone, but was silent.
"Little master, what are you doing?" Guan Xiaoqiu's dream of fighting is a little difficult to pull down after all, so before cutting to the topic, he has to pull the family routine and brew the atmosphere.
Everyone returned to work dejectedly.
After all the employees of the Cyber Security Department personally went out to decipher Han Ye's firewall for the nth time, Guan Xiao had to ask Zhan Shu for help.
"Media Asia has been attacked by hackers, can you spare some precious time to help us restore the network system?"
Zhan Su let out a fluttering "oh", and then said, "No." β
"Something to ask me?" Zhan Shu asked coldly.
Guan Xiao was slightly stunned, the little master is still as smart as ever!
It was the homepage of the Media Asia website, and the other party had set up a two-dimensional alphabet password, which looked like a prank by a kindergarten child.
Guan Xiao was so angry that his eyes hurt, this cold master sounded like an old and serious name, but what he did was as naΓ―ve as a three-year-old child. This kind of password can't even be designed by Zhan Shu.
Guan Xiao heard the beep sound on the other party's phone and sighed helplessly.
Hanging up the phone, Guan Xiao's gaze returned to the computer monitor.
"Hehe, little master, will you help Uncle Assistant?"
"Has Media Asia paid me my salary?"
Guan Xiao cheekily called Zhan Shu again.
Zhan Shu answered the phone and gritted his teeth," he said. β
"Then you can't watch others provoke your father, right?"
Dudu β
Uh-Guan Xiao felt like he was going to be killed. "Little master, Huanya is your father's company, and it will definitely be given to you in the future."
"No, I don't."
Zhan Shu sat in front of the computer, looking at the challenge letter, and there was no expression on his cool handsome face. However, the anger in his eyes made him look more like a shrunken copy of the Battle Chill Lord.
The same iceberg facial paralysis, the same expressionless face.
Guan Xiao looked at the mobile phone that was hung up inexplicably, and looked defeated. "Why is it so hard to communicate?"
The villa in the south of the city is full of sea and sky.
Not only did it restore the normal network of Media Asia, but it also took a lot of effort to find the IP of the hacker's computer, and finally locked the Jinxiucheng community in the north of the city.
Then he picked up the phone and dialed Daddy, "Pay." β
Actually said that Daddy bullied beautiful girls? Daddy isn't that kind of person!
Zhan Shu quickly deciphered the two-dimensional code, and couldn't help but complain about the other party, "Childish!" β
"Mommy." Zhan Shu said two words.
"What do you want?" Lord Zhan Han was never stingy with his son's rewards.
Only then did Zhan Hanjue notice that the paralyzed network of Media Asia had instantly returned to normal operation mode.
Zhan Hanjue didn't know why his son suddenly began to miss Mommy like crazy again.
It's also mommy to make Lego, and the pay is also mommy, this little guy shouldn't know that Luo Shihan is back, right?
"If you want to meet your mommy, you have to promise Daddy how to get along with people and how to communicate with people. Wait a few days, Daddy will find an aunt for you to take care of your diet and daily life, and if you can get along with her, Daddy will promise you to let you go to see Mommy. β