wild 1995

Chapter 25 Hackers
Yuncheng is about 1200 kilometers away from Yangcheng in Guangdong Province. In 2023, it would only take more than ten hours to drive there. However, the traffic situation in 1995 was very bad. On the one hand, there were few expressways and the road conditions were poor.

Di Ye had a driver's license, and he and Fan Dazhi took turns driving along the way. His back was sore and his legs were weak, and he seemed to be falling apart. He fell asleep in the hotel and slept until around 9 o'clock the next morning. Then Fan Dazhi woke him up and went to the teahouse next door to the hotel to discuss the itinerary while having breakfast.

Driving long distances is a very boring thing. The group of people along the way kept talking to pass the time. Therefore, the purpose and destination of everyone coming to Guangdong Province are not secrets.

Among them, Di Ye was going to Pengcheng, Fan Dazhi and Bi Wanxi were going to Hong Kong, Yang Zhanglin was going to Shunde, and only Meng Kun was going to stay in Yangcheng to purchase smuggled small household appliances. Since none of the other four had mobile phones except Fan Dazhi, they needed to negotiate in advance so as not to miss the opportunity to go back.

"Bi Wanxi and I are going to Hong Kong to investigate the VCD business. We won't be back until the afternoon of the 24th. Meng Kun, if you are willing to wait, you can wait in this hotel. If you don't, you can buy a train ticket and go back."

Meng Kun is a 27-year-old strong boy. While eating steamed chicken feet, he said with a smile: "It's hard to come to Guangdong Province. I have to have a good time for a few days. I will wait for you in the hotel."

"Yangcheng is mixed with fish and dragons. It's very chaotic around the Spring Festival. Don't play too crazy and be careful with your wallet."

After a few words of advice, Fan Dazhi asked another person, "Yang Zhanglin, how many days are you going to stay in Shunde?"

Yang Zhanglin wears glasses, tall and thin, with good looks, but with a bitter face, he said in a low voice: "I don't know, if Juanzi is willing to go back with me, I will bring her here to wait for you, if not, I will stay in Shunde to work with her, and will not return to Yuncheng."

Fan Dazhi picked up a cage of shrimp dumplings, threw them heavily in front of him, and scolded: "Eat! You look like a bird, if I were Juanzi, I would definitely not go back with you. You don't have any masculinity, so you know how hypocritical."

Yang Zhanglin is Fan Dazhi's cousin, who works as a language teacher in a middle school in Yuncheng. His wife Li Juan thought his salary was low, so she left suddenly in September without saying goodbye, and came to Guangdong Province to work. A few days ago, she heard from a friend that she was in Shunde, so she rushed over here in a hurry.

Di Ye never meddled in other people's personal affairs, and calmly drank porridge beside him, and after Fan Dazhi taught Yang Zhanglin a lesson, he said, "Uncle Fan, I'll wait for you in Pengcheng."

Fan Dazhi had a better attitude towards him, and asked with a pleasant face, "You'll be alone in Pengcheng for a few days, is it okay?"

"No problem. My sister helped me contact a friend who works at the Pengcheng Post Office. He will take care of me."

"That's good. When Bi Wanxi and I come back from Hong Kong on the afternoon of the 24th, you drive the Jinbei car to the China World Building on the other side of Luohu and wait for us."

"Row."

After breakfast, Fan Dazhi started the Jinbei car again, and took Bi Wanxi and Di Ye to Pengcheng. On the way, he asked, "Xiao Ye, are you sure making pirated discs is more profitable than making DVD players?"

"Uncle Fan, there is a joke that says that all businesses that make a lot of money are actually written in the "Criminal Law". Pirated discs are businesses in the Criminal Law, and the profits are very high, but you need to establish a good relationship, otherwise accidents will easily happen."

Bi Wanxi, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, laughed and said, "Watching "Criminal Law" to make a lot of money, this joke is really interesting."

Bi Wanxi is a shabby person with no worries, but Fan Dazhi is different. He is a millionaire. He frowned and said: "The Criminal Law is not something that can be joked about casually. This matter has to be discussed in the long run."

Di Ye had a good impression of Fan Dazhi, and he helped out with an idea: "If Uncle Fan doesn't want to cause trouble, he can set up a chain store specializing in renting pirated discs. This will neither produce nor sell pirated discs, and provide employment opportunities. The government will definitely turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye, and it will be easy to change careers in the future."

"That's true, I'll think about it again... By the way, I almost forgot, Xiao Ye, do you have a border defense certificate? Without a border defense certificate, you can't enter Pengcheng."

"I have. I did it collectively at school."

In order to facilitate the employment of students, Yunnan University collectively applied for border defense certificates for senior students in need in October. At that time, Di Ye obtained one under Huang Ya's instigation, and now it is just in use.

In 1995, the Guangzhou-Shenzhen Expressway was put into trial operation, and it was relatively convenient to travel. It only took more than two hours to reach Pengcheng. Fan Dazhi and Bi Wanxi were in a hurry to go to Hong Kong.

"Finally I can toss around freely alone!"

Di Ye drove around in a Jinbei car for a while, and found that Pengcheng in 1995 was far behind what he had imagined, and many migrant workers had already returned to their hometowns for the holidays, and the streets were relatively deserted, so he lost interest in looking at the scenery. He bought a tourist map at a newsstand, and drew circles in Shangri-La Hotel, Runxun Communications, and Pengcheng Post and Telecommunications Office with a pen.

Shangri-La Hotel is the earliest international chain 5-star hotel in Pengcheng. It opened in 1992. Di Ye ran to open a suite. After a short rest, he went shopping in several nearby shopping malls and bought two sets of outfits for more than 5000 yuan.

When he returned to the hotel, it was already past 3 pm. Di Ye took out the floppy disk he made last night from the suitcase, put it in his newly bought briefcase, took a taxi, and went straight to Runxun Communication, which is not far from Shangri-La.

The 90s was the golden age of BB machines, with tens of millions of new users every year. With this shareholder style, Runxun Communications, after its establishment in 1992, grew from a small company with assets of 200 million to a behemoth with a turnover of more than one billion in just a few years.

However, as the boom in BB machines faded, the company quickly fell into decline. In the 21st century, netizens' biggest impression of this company came from an ordinary employee surnamed Ma.

Wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase, Di Ye walked into Runxun's office building with his head held high, and said to the reception lady, "I'm from the Pengcheng Telecom Data Communication Bureau. I'm here to discuss some technical issues with your R&D department. How should I go?"

I don't know if it's because the name of the unit is bluffing, or because Di Ye has thick eyebrows and big eyes, he doesn't look like a bad guy. The reception lady not only showed him the way very enthusiastically, but also specially reminded: "The company has a high-level meeting this afternoon. Mr. Li should not be in the office for this meeting. You can go to the meeting room and wait for a while."

"I'm not here to look for Mr. Li, but for your employee named Ma Huaquan. I have talked to him on the phone several times before, and this time I came to confirm the technical parameters."

Di Ye babbled nonsense, then glanced at the badge on the receptionist's chest, smiled and complimented, "Miss Guan Meimei, you are very familiar with the company, you even know about high-level meetings."

Guan Meimei is a young and beautiful girl, she looks to be only about 20 years old, she is fresh, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "The company issued a notice in the morning, so I only know about it."

"Then you should have the company's internal address book here, right? Can you call Ma Huaquan for me? I haven't met him yet. I didn't know him when I went to the R&D side. It's embarrassing to have to ask one by one."

"Then what's your name, please? I have to register."

"My name is Zeng Liqing."

Guan Meimei had no deep experience in the world, so she had no doubts, found the address book from the drawer, and made an internal call. A few minutes later, a man wearing glasses came to the reception desk and asked with a puzzled face, "Mr. Zeng, hello, what can I do for you?"

Di Ye looked at the face that is young now, but will be known by everyone's online names in the future, stretched out his right hand, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ma, we have been friends for a long time, and this is the first time we meet. Why don't you find a place to sit and have a cup of coffee?"

The so-called stretching out and not hitting smiling faces, although Ma Huaquan was confused, he couldn't refuse Di Ye's invitation. He was half-coaxed and half-deceived out of the Runxun Communication, took a taxi back to the Shangri-La Hotel, and sat down in the lobby lounge.

Ma Huaquan had a friend who was in the same class from junior high school to university. He used to work in Pengcheng Telecommunications and Data Communication Bureau. He was familiar with the work style of this department. Seeing Di Ye bring him to such a luxurious place, he felt something was wrong. He didn't even order anything to drink, so he asked directly: "Mr. Zeng, who are you?"

"Mr. Ma, have you heard of social engineering?"

"No, what is that?"

"Social engineering is an attack method of hackers, which is what I just used."

Di Ye explained briefly, then stretched out his right hand again, and introduced himself: "My name is Di Ye, Di Renjie's Di, Wild Ye. I was just joking with you just now, because I heard that you were a master of computer viruses when you were in college."

Ma Huaquan was very surprised, shook hands with Di Ye across the dining table, and asked, "You also graduated from Pengcheng University?"

"No, I'm a recent graduate of Yuncheng University, and I've never been to Pengcheng before."

"Then how do you know that I wrote a computer virus program in college?"

Di Ye smiled without answering, raised his hand to call the waiter over, and said, "I know a lot more."

(End of this chapter)