Please let "Morning Star" succeed!
Qiao Jianmin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned on his phone. When he saw the "Monthly Random Wishing Sign," he knew something was wrong, and he quickly called Zhou Zhenguo.
"Minister, don't sleep." Qiao Jianmin's voice was dry.
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Zhenguo was awakened by the ringing. After listening to Qiao Jianmin's description, he fell into a long silence.
"What does she want to do?" Zhou Zhenguo sighed helplessly.
"Now is not the time to discuss this," Qiao Jianmin said anxiously.
"If it really comes to the night of the 1st, with so many people entering the store, such a huge traffic peak might paralyze the backbone network!"
Zhou Zhenguo rubbed his brows and asked, "Have you contacted Comrade Zhong Ling?"
"Not yet, I don't dare..."
"I'll call." Zhou Zhenguo made up his mind, took a deep breath, and dialed the number that he had already memorized.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. Zhong Ling's cold voice came from the other end: "Hello?"
"Comrade Zhong Ling, I'm extremely sorry to bother you so late at night." Zhou Zhenguo tried to sound calm. "Regarding the new products in your online store..."
"Oh, that." Zhong Ling's tone was very casual. "Did you see it? There's a promotion going on. What? You want to buy something?"
Zhou Zhenguo was choked by this strange idea and said with a wry smile, "No, that's not what we mean.
We are worried that when the sale starts, the huge amount of traffic may have an impact on the national network..."
"Oh, that." Zhong Ling said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. Your network firewall and server are too outdated. I helped you optimize the core code and reinforce a few nodes. Don't worry, it won't collapse."
Zhou Zhenguo listened to the nonchalant words on the other end of the phone and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Is this human language?
"That...that's good." Zhou Zhenguo said with difficulty, "Then I won't disturb your rest."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Zhenguo conveyed Zhong Ling's words to Qiao Jianmin.
Qiao Jianmin said nothing, but just kept giving thumbs up and praising Zhong Ling.
He is indeed an expert. He has thought of everything, but he doesn't tell others about it even after he has done it. He only tells others when they ask him.
…
There are only three days left until the "Delicious Vegetable Shop" puts the [Monthly Random Wish Sign] on the shelves.
During these three days, everyone was discussing the "wishing sign", and countless people regarded it as the only chance to change their destiny.
There are still ten minutes until eight o'clock on the evening of the 1st.
People are waiting in front of the screen for the wish tickets to be put on the shelves.
Eight o'clock sharp.
The product page has been refreshed, and [Monthly Random Wish Sign] is now on the shelves!
No hesitation or thinking, just click!
The next moment, less than 0.01 seconds.
The page refreshes again.
【Sold out】
The whole world is quiet.
Next second
“No more???”
"Holy crap! I didn't even get to see the page clearly and it's gone?"
"Who? Who is it? Stand out and let me see what the Chosen One looks like!"
"One billion people are vying for one, this is even more outrageous than the lottery!"
"I'm questioning my life. My Qilin arm and my gigabit fiber optic cable were all wasted!"
"Stop talking, let me cry for a while, my mortgage..."
There was a lot of wailing on the Internet, and the top 50 trending searches on Weibo were dominated by various wish-making topics.
In the command center
"Check! Check the buyer's information immediately!" Zhou Zhenguo was the first to react and gave a stern order.
The technician started operating immediately, but with a strange expression on his face.
Because Zhong Ling's code was so well written, the background data was as clear as an open instruction manual, and they didn't need to use any special means to check it.
"Report! The buyer's information has been locked!"
"Name: Chen Yang."
"Age: 28."
"Identity: Core Researcher, 703rd Research Institute, Daxia Aerospace Science and Technology Group, 'Expedition 3' New Propulsion Material Project Team."
"Purchase IP address: 703 Institute internal network."
Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin looked at each other and felt relieved. He was a young scientist who had dedicated himself to the country.
"What wish did he make?" Qiao Jianmin asked.
"This...is not displayed in the background." The technician shook his head.
"Okay, retrieve all of Chen Yang's information." Zhou Zhenguo said in a deep voice.
He had a vague premonition that Zhong Ling's "wishing sign" might advance the progress of the entire country in a way they could not imagine.
…
At the same time, in the 703 Institute, a laboratory was filled with various drawings and models.
A young man wearing black-framed glasses and with messy hair was staring blankly at his mobile payment page.
"Payment successful, amount 999.00 yuan."
"Product: Monthly random wishing sign."
Chen Yang's mind went blank.
He was just waiting to buy a wishing ticket during a break in his experiment, holding on to a one in ten million hope.
As soon as eight o'clock arrived, he pressed the button almost by muscle memory, and then the screen froze.
He thought it was a network delay, and when he refreshed the page, he saw the successful payment page.
"I... I got it?" He pushed his glasses up in disbelief, his voice trembling.
"What did you get? Chen Yang, you're slacking off here again!" A young researcher next to him leaned over and teased.
"Are you looking at Zhong Shen's online store again? Forget it. How can such divine things be considered the preserve of mortals like us?"
"No...no..." Chen Yang handed over the phone, his fingers trembling with excitement.
When a colleague came over to take a look, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes almost popped out.
He rubbed his eyes, snatched the phone again, and looked at it carefully three times.
"Holy crap!" A thunderous roar echoed throughout the entire laboratory. "Chen Yang! You got the wishing sign!"
In an instant, the entire project team gathered around, dozens of heads, looking at Chen Yang as if he were a giant panda.
"Is this real? Is this a photoshopped picture?"
"Check the order number for me! Oh my god, it's real!"
"Chen Yang, make a wish! Wish our project team's funding will double this month!"
"What kind of funding are you wishing for? Just wish to introduce Chen Yang to a girlfriend!"
"I hope! Of course I'm hoping our 'Morning Star' material can break through the final technical bottleneck!"
Everyone was talking at once, and Chen Yang also came back to his senses from the huge shock.
He ignored the jokes and gripped his phone tightly, closing his eyes.
He didn't wish for a promotion or a raise, nor did he have any unrealistic fantasies.
The only thing in his mind was the problem that had troubled the entire project team and the entire aerospace industry of Daxia for years - the stability of the "Morning Star" material in ultra-high temperature environments.
As long as this problem is solved, the "Expedition 3" can be launched successfully.
He had only one pure thought in his mind: Please let "Morning Star" succeed!
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