"Director Mao, we got it done, and it cost us only 100,000 yuan! However, Weibo refused to help us check the IP!"
In an office of fifty square meters, a young man came to Mao Daqing with a flattering look on his face!
"Director Mao, look, is there a supporting actor suitable for me in the next film? Even if it doesn't have a single line, it's fine."
It can be said that 80% of people have star dreams!
Especially those who work in the entertainment industry, that’s even more important.
Who wouldn’t want to have the opportunity to be on camera?
Even if it only appears for a second, it's still bragging rights.
Especially in front of girls, if you say that you have played such-and-such in a certain movie or in a movie, your credibility will definitely double in an instant.
"Not bad, not bad, let's see, I can make some arrangements for you if appropriate." A sneer appeared on Mao Daqing's face.
"Play with me? Haha, you're a little young." Mao Daqing said, and then continued: "If Weibo doesn't want to, forget it. We'll find someone ourselves.
You go now, I’ll give you one million, you must find a master, and you must find that person’s IP!”
Suddenly, Mao Daqing stopped, took out a Cuban cigar from the table, took a lighter and started to smoke.
After roasting for a while, he lit it, took a deep breath, puffed out the smoke, and said quietly: "If you dare to fight me, I will not call you Mao Daqing unless I kill you."
At the same time, Zhang Fan suddenly stopped and called He Yang directly.
"Senior, bring the foodies to Ouyang Tuhao's place."
After all, Weibo Company is engaged in network technology.
You can't just rely on a notebook to hack.
Hackers are the ones who eat, and hardware facilities also cost a lot.
On the other end of the phone, He Yang, who was still sleeping, jumped out of bed when he heard Zhang Fan's voice.
"What the hell, boss, when did you come back?"
But after a while, He Yang seemed to have been given a shot of blood: "Which country are you planning to hack the National Shield system of this time?"
Hearing this, Ouyang Feng's head turned black.
hehe!
See what you can do, which country has the national shield system?
Do you really think this is as easy as playing an arcade game?
But at the same time, Ouyang Feng also felt pity for Weibo.
Not to mention Zhang Fan, even He Yang can make them eat a pot.
Forty minutes later, He Yang and Han Ping appeared at the door, each dragging two one-meter-high suitcases!
"Boss, who do you want to do? Who do you want to do?" Han Bing's neck turned red.
As a hacker, being able to attack the national-level National Shield system is a lifetime honor.
Although they are fighting against the five scum, even if they are fighting for soy sauce, they are still happy.
"That's enough for you. You really think I'm so idle." Zhang Fan curled his lips.
In the past, he could still be unscrupulous.
But this time when he went to an overseas battlefield, Zhang Fan had 100% awe for the word country.
What if two super-innate masters come to hunt him down? Haha, that would be a big deal.
This world is dangerous.
Now, at best, he is a scumbag.
Obscene development, this is the kingly way.
"What are you doing standing still? Waiting for me to take action?" Ouyang Feng looked at the bodyguard at the door.
Immediately, several bodyguards took the suitcases directly from He Yang and Han Ping's hands.
"How about going to the war room?" Ouyang Feng asked.
The war room he mentioned was the villa where the meeting was held at Ouyang's house when the Tianfan Group was last established.
Since then, Ouyang Feng has also renovated that villa.
There are all kinds of black technologies.
"Yeah!" Zhang Fan nodded.
Five minutes later, Zhang Fan followed Ouyang Feng to the door of the war room!
"Huh? Why can't the door be opened?" He Yang pushed the door and found that it didn't move at all.
At this moment, Ouyang Feng smiled mysteriously: "Hey, this is mine..."
However, before Ouyang Feng finished speaking, Zhang Fan raised his leg!
"Boom!"
An extremely violent sound suddenly exploded.
"Oh shit, it's pretty strong."
Zhang Fan looks weird!
Immediately, Zhang Fan raised his leg again!
At this moment, Ouyang Feng hugged Zhang Fan directly.
"Brother, don't, don't, this door only cost me 2.8 million." Ouyang Feng was about to cry.
Zhang Fan didn't use any force on this kick.
However, the house was shaking.
If this **** kicks in, the door of 2.8 million will be ruined.
Two million and eight hundred thousand is not money?
This wasn't brought by strong winds, okay?
Moreover, the door is not the key to cutting down?
It took him a month to customize this door.
"Damn it, you're crazy. Make a door and pay 2.8 million!" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.
This TM is just a door.
Ouyang Feng curled his lips and smiled: "There is no limit to showing off, what do you know!"
As he said that, Ouyang Feng pressed his hand on the door.
In an instant, the originally dark metal door suddenly started to ripple.
It's like ripples on water.
At the same time, the entire door turned into a mirror.