Chapter 67: Riots

It takes about two hours to fly from Shanghai to Hong Kong, and it is naturally faster for the military plane to be delivered. But before Cai Fengfan was delivered, Sha Youke had already entered the main engine area.

Because after Wu Jiaqi leaked an evil fire on the female secretary, he immediately turned on the phone and asked what was going on. Only then did Sha Youke know that he had locked him in the elevator when the power went out. Although I don't understand why Wu Jiaqi was locked in the elevator and didn't contact him at the first time, but turned off his mobile phone, he didn't care about pursuing this matter at this time.

Moreover, in his capacity, this matter is not qualified to be investigated.

Sha Youke is also a hardcore figure in the computer industry, and immediately opened the switchboard case and found the power supply.

At a glance, sure enough, on the power supply of the host, there are two electric parallel inputs, and there is an automatic switch in the middle.

Although he didn't know what was going on in the computer, Shayouke still cut off the other power supply at the first time and without hesitation. In his mind, as long as there is electricity, no matter how good the computer is, it will not be able to execute.

However, the moment he cut off the power supply, he heard the soft sound of popping beans, and saw that in the hard disk boxes, one hard disk after another burst directly, and a stream of smoke emanated from the hard disk cabinet, with a smell of gunsmoke.

This time it was not only Sha Youke, but even Wu Jiaqi screamed.

And as the hard drive bursts, for a while the fireworks are rolling and the smell is pungent. Before Sha Youke's cry fell, he inhaled a puff of smoke, and suddenly he felt dizzy, and he just wanted to lift his spirits. But in an instant, I was completely confused.

As Shayouke's body slumped, the rest of the room was unsteady on their feet.

"Oh no! there's an anesthetic......" The GA7 team leader in charge of affairs here just screamed, and his body went weak for a while. He held his grip on the wall, holding his breath as he tried to get out of the area. But after only staggering for three or four meters, he limped and slid down the wall.

At the moment of losing consciousness, he was still thinking, what anesthetic, it is so powerful!

Tens of seconds. The room was full of people falling down one by one, leaving only the hard disks that continued to explode still making a dull sound, obviously the outermost layer of hard disks had been blown up, and the explosion had penetrated deep into the inner layer of the hard disk cabinet.

This is an ambush planted by Xie Cunguan in advance.

As a person who is well versed in traditional martial arts, he has long integrated the essence of the fighting style that is counted as the first thing into every bit of his life. No matter what you do, you will think of a way out in advance and leave a back hand in advance. As early as when Long Han was founded, although Yan Pei's power was unmatched at that time. No one dares to embarrass Long Han.

But Xie Cunguan realized at that time that the world was like the wind. Impermanence is changeable, and there are ebbs and flows to achieve thousands of years of vicissitudes. When the momentum is gained, it is necessary to prepare three points of surplus strength to lose the momentum, and when the momentum is lost, it is necessary to hold three points to win the momentum.

Long Han's greatest wealth and strength lies in the economic forecasting system formed by this data model developed by Cai Fengfan. Once this thing is taken away by someone else, then Long Han is nothing!

So, he not only backed up a copy of the entire system and deposited it in a Swiss bank. Moreover, a copy of the various economic indicator data collected and accumulated by Longhan around the world during each period of time will also be prepared.

He was also renovating the building of the head office of Longhan. Pull out a data cable from the switchboard and bury it in the small building next to it, so that in case of emergency, you can back up important data from here.

When assembling the computer, he reserved super permissions on this data line, through which the entire host can be locked. The entire calculation is then irreversibly data cleared by pre-programmed degrees.

In order to prevent the other party from aborting the data erasure by violently cutting off the power, he sent another power to the main chassis.

And on this one, he added a third one. It's just that this third way of electricity is no longer to clear the data by program, but directly detonates a trace amount of ** disguised on the hard disk in advance, and directly blows up the hard disk.

Although you already feel that such measures are foolproof, you can't do it yourself, and it may not be that others can't do it. Maybe someone can stop this way of destroying computers, so in **, a high-strength anesthetic is also added, which is said to be the CIA's formula, and people only need to inhale one mouthful, and they will fall into a coma in a few seconds.

Of course, in this way, it will be necessary to lose this large-scale computer group worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

When Cai Fengfan was sent to Long Han's headquarters by GA7's armed personnel, Long Han had already restored the power supply.

Despite having finished work, almost all of the staff did not leave, and looked at the soldiers and members of GA7 who were maintaining order at the scene with sad and angry faces.

The company was controlled by the military, and the top management was replaced, and these people endured it.

After all, the person who took over the company promised that as long as he worked hard, he did not plan to lay off a large number of people. In a global economic downturn, it is really hard to find such a high-paying job. Therefore, although we know that the new owner will definitely lay off a group of people when they enter the company, and some management personnel will also be replaced, everyone always has a fluke mentality, hoping that that person is not themselves.

Even in order to keep this job, everyone is working more diligently and consciously than before.

But at this moment, all the luck psychology has been completely broken, and the company is made like this, it will definitely not be able to operate, and this high-income job will definitely be gone.

Because of the high income, many employees in Longhanli work alone, and the other half work as a full-time wife or full-time husband at home, so the loss of this job means that their family is pushed into an unstable situation.

Wu Jiaqi, who woke up from a coma, was pale at this time.

What Long Han meant to the Wu family, he knew better than anyone else. The identity of just one major shareholder of the Shanghai branch has allowed the Wu family to accumulate a lot of wealth in just a few years, ranking from the top 20 to the top eight.

Of course, this ranking doesn't say anything absolutely, but the benefits are clear.

And all the information that brought about all this change came from the scrapped pile in front of me. Although he has only taken over Long Han's head office for more than ten days, and he is not very attentive to his work, Wu Jiaqi is not a stupid person, and he has already realized what this huge computer group means to Long Han.

The head office is gone, and the branch has become a tree without roots, and the huge investment of the Wu family investment in Longhan, those stocks and bonds, will naturally be lost.

And the sudden evaporation of this wealth will definitely make the Wu family plummet.

Wu Jiaqi's heart seemed to be on fire, a feeling of grievance made his reason gradually lose, and when his eyes saw the employees around him, he suddenly seemed to have found a person to vent.

"What are you doing here, get out of here now!" he snarled at the staff.

"What are you yelling at!" The person closest to him immediately yelled back: "The company doesn't exist now, you're nothing fucking anymore, what are you yelling at Lao Tzu?"

Wu Jiaqi knew that this person was a financial director of the company, and he usually spoke kindly. But when honest people get angry, it's even more terrible.

"Fuck you*big*master*!" This middle-aged man, who usually looks polite and always wears a pair of thick glasses, has a somewhat hideous face at this time: "A good company, for you bastards to be like this, how many years of hard work have Lao Tzu survived to the ranks of the company's executives, and he has just lived in front of people, but now there is nothing, you still give Lao Tzu a murderous ...... I'll make you murderous!"

As he spoke, this glasses brother, who was a little slender and thin, and who was always crepe, suddenly reached out and punched Wu Jiaqi in the face.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Some of the people brought by Wu Jiaqi next to him were reluctant and immediately surrounded him.

"What are you doing? You smashed Lao Tzu's job, Lao Tzu fought with you today!" Brother Glasses rushed forward without showing weakness, but the people brought by Wu Jiaqi also had some skills, and kicked people to the ground with one kick.

"If you lose the company, you dare to beat people, brothers fight!" a slightly stronger young man beside the man with glasses roared, reached out and scooped up a chair, and smashed it.

This young man is also on fire in his heart! Long Han brought him a high income and a high-grade life.

Because of this salary, many of his things are purchased with loans and enjoyed in advance. And once he loses this income, his house, car, and other luxury goods will be forcibly recovered, and his reputation will be bankrupt with it!

The chair blossomed on the head of the kicker, and he was immediately knocked down by another punch. And behind him, the employees who had been suppressing their anger let out a shout at this time, and rushed forward with a sudden pull, even the female employees were no exception, and the pointed nails of the Kun bag were accompanied by the unique screams of women, and they slashed at the faces of those men.

Riots have begun!