Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Although Jiang Yin had finished her business trip and returned to the capital, she was still very busy, often working until the early hours of the morning or even all night.

At 3 a.m. on Tuesday, Jiang Yin was still racking her brains over a problem that had been troubling her for several days.

In the stillness of the night, Jiang Yin enjoyed the quiet time. This was a time when people's minds were more active and sensitive, making it a good time for inspiration to strike.

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling Jiang Yin.

She picked up her phone and saw it was an unfamiliar number. Her thoughts, which had just been sorted out, were interrupted, and she was somewhat annoyed.

I didn't want to answer at first, but then I thought: It's the middle of the night, could something have happened to Grandma and Se Se?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yin's heart jumped into her throat. She hurriedly answered the phone, and to her surprise, it was Qin Heming's voice on the other end:

"Why aren't you asleep so late? Are you going to stay up all night again?"

He paused, then added hastily:

"You don't take care of your health at all; don't you think about your son?"

Jiang Yin sensed the anger beneath his forced calm tone and felt a surge of rage: We're about to get a divorce, and he's still trying to manipulate me? Has he lost his mind?

She brought her mouth close to the microphone, suppressing her anger, and said, word by word, "What's it to you? Mind your own business!"

After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone.

She picked up the remote and lowered the electric curtains. She didn't know how he saw her working overtime, but it didn't matter; she didn't care.

Returning to the question she had been pondering, she glanced at her phone two minutes later. Qin Heming hadn't called or sent any more messages.

She was inexplicably restless.

Two minutes later, she simply picked up her phone and blocked Qin Heming's number as well.

Now the world is at peace.

Jiang Yin tossed aside her phone and immersed herself once again in the sea of ​​code.

The next afternoon, Tang Ning returned from outside and went straight to Jiang Yin's office, getting straight to the point: "What time did you stay up last night? Did you pull another all-nighter?"

Jiang Yin looked up at him: "How did you know?"

"Qin Heming is looking for me. I ran into him in the square just now."

Jiang Yin's face instantly turned angry, and she said sternly, "What did he say to you?"

"They didn't say anything specific, just that you always stay up late, and that your health will suffer. They told me to give you some advice."

Tang Ning plopped down in the armchair opposite the desk, casually picking up a pen from the table and twirling it on his finger—a useless new skill he'd learned from Li Tianmu a few days ago.

"What do you think he's doing this out of kindness? He's just worried that I'll die from staying up all night and then my son won't be able to get out of the house." Jiang Yin grabbed her mug, took a sip of water, and then slammed it down on the table.

Tang Ning continued torturing the pen, glanced at Jiang Yin, thought for a moment, and then smiled, saying, "Regardless of his intentions, he's not wrong. If you don't take care of your health and it collapses, are you going to let your child grow up like a delicate vegetable?"

Jiang Yin paused for a moment, then lowered her head and remained silent.

"I know you're anxious and want to achieve results quickly, but you have to take things one step at a time. You can't overwork yourself and end up losing more than you gain." Tang Ning observed Jiang Yin's expression and continued to patiently persuade her.

Jiang Yin wasn't unaware of this principle, but she was just anxious.

After calming down for a moment, her anger subsided somewhat. She looked up at Tang Ning and said, "Okay, I'll be more careful in the future."

Tang Ning was relieved to see that her son had taken it to heart: her son was the most useful. She had often told her to listen before, but her son never listened.

Having achieved his goal, Tang Ning got up, put the pen back in the pen holder, patted his bottom, and prepared to leave.

Jiang Yin suddenly asked, "What did you say to him?"

Tang Ning turned around, smiled mysteriously, and said, "I looked him up and down like he was an idiot, and then I left."

Jiang Yin burst out laughing.

Tang Ning turned around and waved her hand behind her as she walked out.

Before he even reached the door, Li Tianmu barged in in a flurry of activity.

"What's wrong with you? Did you ride on fire wheels?" Tang Ning almost tripped over him.

"Sending blessings, sending blessings!" Li Tianmu held up two huge Chinese knots in one hand and several large "福" (Fu, meaning good fortune) characters in the other, shaking them happily.

"What...?" Jiang Yin raised an eyebrow, and Tang Ning also looked surprised.

"Hang it up! It's almost Chinese New Year, shouldn't it be festive?" Li Tianmu said in surprise, with an expression that said, "Don't you guys even understand this?"

"Huh? Hang it in the office?" Jiang Yin looked horrified.

"Yes, one for each of you." Li Tianmu said as he walked towards the French windows, his eyes scanning the area, looking for a suitable place to hang it.

"No, no, no, no... I beg you, I won't hang it up, it's too fancy, I can't stand it." Jiang Yin waved her hands and quickly ran out from under the desk to try to stop Li Tianmu.

Li Tianmu clicked his tongue. "You just think it's tacky, right? As long as the business has a good name, does it matter if it's tacky or not? Tacky to the extreme is trendy."

Then, he waved his hand and pointed to the opposite side of the window, "Look, Old Qin doesn't mind at all, he hung it up so well, so festive."

Jiang Yin looked up and saw a huge Chinese knot hanging on the floor-to-ceiling window of the top floor of Qin's Technology Building No. 3, diagonally opposite her room. It was exactly the same as the one Li Tianmu was holding.

In the entire building, only his room had such a large Chinese knot hanging on it. It was so out of place, so... ugly.

Jiang Yin knew how Qin Heming knew she had stayed up all night; it seemed he could see right through the window.

"Where's the 'Fu' character? There's no 'Fu' character pasted up." Tang Ning also craned her neck to look.

Li Tianmu curled his lip, looking at Qin Heming with an expression of "Qin Heming has no taste," and said, "He resolutely refused the 'Fu' character and only kept the Chinese knot."

"Jinxing is the best. He wants everything, and even says he'll want more if there's any left over. Tingyun only wants the Chinese knot. Just like Lao Qin, so pretentious."

"Don't follow their example. We need to have a sense of ritual during the New Year." Li Tianmu shook the "Fu" character in his hand, making a loud rustling sound.

"Brother Ning, save me." Jiang Yin looked at Tang Ning pitifully.

Tang Ning was laughing so hard she almost cried. At that moment, she decisively took action, grabbing Li Tianmu and dragging him out the door with a mix of coaxing and persuasion.

Jiang Yin patted her chest in lingering fear. Oh dear, that Li Tianmu, he's so unpredictable.

I glanced up at the Chinese knot on the window diagonally opposite, then looked down and continued working on my computer.

.......

Jiang Yin has been behaving very well these past few days, and she's been able to go to bed before midnight most nights. Sometimes when she's too tired to move, she sleeps in the small break room behind the office, because she really doesn't want her son to become like a spoiled brat.

On Friday night, she worked straight until after 11 p.m.

In recent days, while she has been focused on her own research and development, she has also been paying attention to the "BK" incident that has been making headlines online. A promising domestic AI company is facing a fierce attack from a rival country's civilian hacker group because it open-sourced its core model, which touched the fundamental interests of the rival country. Fortunately, the well-known domestic hacker group R Alliance also stepped in to intercept it.

Such frictions at the grassroots level occur from time to time. Although Jiang Yin has been paying attention to them, she has not been overly concerned about them.

She was packing her things, wondering whether to sleep in the lounge or go back to her apartment. A supplier from another province was coming to negotiate tomorrow afternoon, and she needed to go back to change clothes.

Just as I was hesitating, the landline phone in the drawer rang.

She quickly answered the phone, and Yu Haiquan's deep voice came through: "Have you paid attention to the BK incident?"

"I'm paying attention," Jiang Yin replied briefly.

Yu Haiquan then said into the microphone, "The opposing national team has come off the field; you go and deal with them."

"Yes." Jiang Yin's heart skipped a beat; the situation had indeed escalated.

"Be careful to conceal your identity, only give orders from the center, and don't rush forward," Yu Haiquan instructed over the phone.

"clear."

She hung up the phone decisively; staying up all night was unavoidable.

She glanced instinctively at the room across the street, which was decorated with Chinese knots, and noticed that the light was on. To avoid any trouble, she picked up the remote and lowered the curtains.

Then, she deftly took out a headset from the drawer, clipped on the voice changer, adjusted it to sound like a young man, logged into the R Alliance encrypted channel, and lit up the avatar with the ID "SL"...