He left after saying that.
This time, instead of going straight back to work, I left the software park and went to the computer room.
Check if any new emails have arrived.
Just because we didn't make $300,000 doesn't mean we can't make other kinds of money!
Preparing to boot up and connect to the compromised machine takes at least an hour; checking email messages is a real pain.
Sure enough, there was nothing there.
We need to find a way to receive messages at any time; continuing like this is taking too much time. Xing Baohua doesn't dare to just connect it to a mobile phone, as handheld terminals can easily display HK IP addresses.
Although I don't know the exact address, Hong Kong is such a big place that it's easy to find someone.
Another issue is that it could easily cause trouble for Wah Hong Telecom. If someone knows that the IP is in Hong Kong, they can definitely hack into Wah Hong Telecom's data center and find out the baseband location of the email receiver.
By utilizing the geographical location of the base station's baseband, the range can be easily narrowed.
This exposed the various places Xing Baohua had been moving between.
It's not that there's no way, it's just that it's very troublesome to operate, and there are many steps involved. If you don't do it right, it's just a waste of time.
Let's think of other solutions later.
I browsed the HK forum in the server room and found that apart from technical discussions, other sections were not very active.
Back at Huahong Group, Manager Zhou called, asking if he had time that evening to accompany her to an awards ceremony.
Forget about the ceremony; it's better for him to stay out of the public eye than to appear on television. Besides, someone of his stature would definitely be surrounded if he went.
He couldn't eat well, drink well, play well, and couldn't even have much intimacy with pretty girls.
Going there would only bring trouble. Tell Master Zhou you're busy and let her go by herself; he'll just send a car.
When I got back to my villa that evening, I received a call from Grandpa Qiao. Luckily, I didn't attend the ceremony, otherwise I would have missed the chance to talk to him.
"Xing, I hope I didn't disturb your rest!" Old Qiao said politely, but his tone didn't quite sound right!
"No, is there anything I can help you with, Steve?" Xing Baohua replied in a low voice, implying that he had already disturbed him.
"There's something I need to discuss with you. A friend told me today that a hacker alliance has been established and is still recruiting members. They operate on a membership basis," said Grandpa Qiao.
“I’ve heard of it too, and it’s a two million dollar membership. Those who can’t afford the membership fee can use a proxy form to make up for it, which is equivalent to working for someone else for free,” Xing Baohua said.
"Oh! It seems you know more than I do. Could you explain in more detail?"
"That's all I know." Xing Baohua really wanted to shout to Grandpa Qiao, "I was personally involved, no, I was scammed!"
"Xing, listen, their existence seriously threatens the survival of Shield Security," said Grandpa Qiao.
“I don’t think so. Even without hacker alliances, there would be many other alliances. It is because of their threat that we have business.”
"Passive defense alone is not a solution; we must take advantage of their incomplete development..."
As soon as Grandpa Qiao got to this point, Xing Baohua knew what he was going to say next. He quickly interrupted him, saying, "Steve, I understand what you mean. We are not law enforcement officers. We are just, just, yes, security guards!"
Just like bank security, it looks like defense on the surface, but if there's a robbery, the security guards will either get beaten up or killed. That's how it's portrayed in movies anyway. Once our security software is breached by hackers, we can only wait for backup from the military or the FBI to take over.
Xing Baohua had his opinion, and Uncle Qiao had hiss; the two disagreed and started arguing on the phone.
In the end, Grandpa Qiao hung up the phone in anger.
With the current equipment, how difficult would it be to find those haters?
Bringing in a national-level supercomputer to assist might catch them off guard in a short time.
But that smuggler wasn't as cautious as a rat. It took him ages just to distinguish between a botnet and a real machine, and by the time he found the person, they were long gone.
As for Uncle Qiao's other meaning, it was about incorporating them into his organization.
Are you kidding me!
The prerequisite for recruiting is to find the right people first. If you can't find the right people, what's the point of recruiting them?
The technology you can find is definitely not good; don't take it, it won't be of much use anyway.
It can be described as an unsolvable cyclical problem.
Let the authorities handle the hacker alliance; they're just a company, and making money is their primary goal.
The more hacker attacks they get, the better their Shield Security business will be. If there aren't enough flies, who will they auction off the flies to?
The disagreement between Mr. Joe was mainly about the hacker alliance. Of course, their conflicts were only related to work, and neither of them could convince the other.
Xing Baohua couldn't very well tell Grandpa Qiao that he was an undercover agent and was currently in hiding.
Xing Baohua could only keep this to herself.
The next day, Xing Baohua arrived at Hainan and saw Yu Shenghai following him as soon as he entered.
"What's up?" Xing Baohua asked, turning his head as he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.
"Let me give you an update on Third Brother's order."
"Didn't we already sign the agreement? What kind of trouble is going on over there?" Xing Baohua asked in surprise. After all, the deposit had been paid and they were just waiting for the goods to be shipped. And this shipment was already being pushed to next year.
“The company that signed the agreement with us was acquired by another company. Knowing that we had a contract, their current company felt that the contract was not suitable and demanded a refund of the deposit to sign a new contract with them,” Yu Shenghai said.
"I don't even give them the time of day. What's a deposit for? Don't they know what it means? They're still dreaming of getting their deposit back. Are they still asleep or have delusions?" Xing Baohua said with a laugh.
Yu Shenghai shook his head slightly and continued, "They said that if we don't return the deposit and amend the agreement, they will sue us in the Indian High Court, and all of our rice products will be banned from sale in India."
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