Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 637: I asked you to imitate, not to surpass!

Xing Baohua looked at Noi Sanchi and the other Japanese executives with a puzzled expression.

It's as if it's saying: Look, both third-party companies say the system hasn't been hacked. Where did you get the information that it has been hacked?

Facing Xing Baohua's gaze, Noi Sanchi stepped forward and whispered, "I'd like to discuss this with the Chairman privately. Could you ask them to leave for a moment?"

Xing Baohua waved his hand at the people in front of him and said, "You can go out first. I'll call you if I need anything."

After everyone left, Xing Baohua just stared at Ye Jing Sanchi, meaning that if he couldn't explain himself clearly, then he shouldn't blame him for being impolite.

You should know that a server being hacked is a serious matter, especially for the board of directors, who will definitely use it to cause trouble for Xing Baohua.

"President, it's like this..." Noi Misaki then explained that there was a small server in the database, and that this server was mainly used to establish the indexing function and facilitate the search of various information.

That is, this server was attacked today.

"As the company's president, how could I not know about this situation? What exactly do you mean by hiding this from me? And how did you find out about this server? Did you know before or after you took office?"

Xing Baohua asked several questions, especially since Noi Sansuke knew too much, which aroused his dissatisfaction. If this Japanese soldier knew this before he became the company president, it would infuriate Xing Baohua even more.

Noi Sanchi was so intimidated by Xing Baohua's gaze that he was speechless. He repeatedly nodded and bowed, apologizing profusely.

Xing Baohua continued, "Do you think that because I'm an outsider, you can keep everything from me? I'm the president of Nikon's association. If you don't want me to know, why did you tell me the server was attacked?"

Noi Misaki remained silent, so Xing Baohua continued, "You're telling me all this so I'll take responsibility, right?"

After saying that, Xing Baohua grabbed the other person by the collar and slapped him several times across the face.

They didn't stop until Noi Misaki's face was swollen and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Tell me, who is in charge of the server room, and who is in charge of this project?" Xing Baohua continued to ask.

Seeing that Noi Misaki still didn't speak, Xing Baohua smiled and said, "Since I was able to put you in this position, I can also make you step down."

"You think that's all? No, those who betray me will suffer terribly. Do you know why those who protested got beaten up? Some gangs will obey my orders for money. I became the president of Nikon not only because I have money, but also because I have a certain amount of power."

Since you've pledged allegiance to them, let me tell you, not only will you lose your job, you won't find one anywhere. Even if you go scavenging for garbage, you'll get beaten up. Your wife will divorce you, and your children—oh! You have two daughters—do you know what will happen to them?"

"No, I beg you, I was wrong, I'll tell you everything I know." Noi Misaki was frightened by Xing Baohua's expression.

He knew Xing Baohua meant what he said. Don't assume that rich people are all charitable; despite all the donations, many wealthy people are actually quite ruthless.

Xing Baohua faced many obstacles in taking control of Nikon. In order to quickly and completely control the entire company's management, Noi Misaki watched as Xing Baohua smoothed things over, and all those who caused trouble were dealt with by beating and threatening them.

If he weren't ruthless, he wouldn't be able to control Nikon; instead, he would be devoured by others.

If it weren't for his powerful guards, he would have been killed in the street long ago.

Upon hearing the name Noi Misaki, Xing Baohua was taken aback at first, then smiled.

Xiao Zhao is in the north.

Isn't this person completely paralyzed and unable to speak? How can he command Noi Misaki?

And some of the things that happened before, it seems this old guy was involved too?

So he can speak now. As for whether he's completely paralyzed, we don't know, but this old guy is definitely using his stroke to cause trouble.

If Xing Baohua hadn't intimidated Noi Michi, he probably wouldn't have caused another major upheaval before long.

“Who’s in charge of the archives? Call him and bring him up,” Xing Baohua said.

Although Xing Baohua didn't know what kind of conspiracy they were plotting, he was willing to take on all the offers.

“It’s Morii Chika. I’ll call him right away,” Noi Misaki said, bowing deeply.

Xing Baohua found the name unfamiliar and couldn't recall ever hearing such a person. But she was about to meet him; perhaps she could see who he really was?

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, Xing Baohua finally met Morii Chika.

This person's face is alright, but I don't know how to describe his figure. He's short, broad, and fat, basically the same thickness from top to bottom.

Xing Baohua beckoned him closer, and Mori Chika obediently took a step forward.

Snap!

He was slapped hard across the face, and he almost spun around like a top two or three times before coming to a stop.

He immediately glared at Xing Baohua with a furious expression, muttering a few curse words.

Without saying a word, Xing Baohua kicked him to his knees.

Xing Baohua could only squat down, grab the other person's hair with one hand, and ask, "You only notified me when something happened in the server room? Why didn't you let me know about its existence sooner?"

"It's not too late to know now?" said Chika Morii.

"Not too late? If it's not too late, why did you tell me? It would have been better to keep it a secret!" Xing Baohua said angrily.

"We're worried about the potential loss of Nikon's data. This situation is quite tricky. Our technical department has already located the other party's IP address. But we don't know how serious the losses will be, so we can only ask the chairman for help."

When the other party said they had locked down the other party's IP address, Xing Baohua's heart skipped a beat.

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