The Richest Man in the DC World

American abs television.

The famous talk show host Doug Lando asked a question at the end of the commercial:

Did you show today?

What is ShowMe?

What is the social age?

Doug shook his iconic belly and briefly introduced this Internet product in a witty tone. Once it was broadcast, it caused quite a stir.

In front of the TV, Luke was drinking coffee, but blood was dripping in his heart. It was 200,000 yuan in ten seconds. It was too dark.

"Charlie, how's the market feedback?"

"It has already entered the top 100 search rankings in the United States, and it is still improving. It is estimated that it will be fixed at around 70."

"too low."

"Tell Felix (abs programming director) that I want one minute of commercials on the talk show next week."

"We don't have that much budget."

"How much money does the company have?"

Charlie reluctantly said, "There are only 510,000 left. Excluding daily expenses, this month's salary is not enough. I suggest that the advertising thing should be slowed down."

"Need not."

Luke rubbed the teacup and said indifferently, "Prepare an advertising budget of 300,000 yuan, and contact Feili next Thursday, he will not refuse."

"But…"

"Charlie!" Luke interrupted. "Trust me, the capital chain will be fine."

"Okay, boss."

Charlie nodded and stopped discussing the subject.

"What's the plan for today?"

"Board of directors at 10 a.m., at 1 p.m., go to Times Square for the opening ceremony, and at three o'clock, an internal R\u0026D meeting."

"Call Solanke, I can't go to the opening ceremony, the R\u0026D meeting and the board of directors are postponed until tomorrow."

Charlie hesitated, "Then today..."

"Get your stuff ready and go meet a few people with me."

...

Ten in the morning, in Metropolitan Queens, somewhere in the basement.

Luke put his hands around his chest and looked up and down the white young man in front of him. The young man was about twenty-three or four years old. He wore a peaked cap, his eyes were sunken, and his face was pale. At first glance, he often stayed up late.

"Zack Berger?"

"who are you?"

The young man watched with vigilance at the few people who broke in. The public security situation in Queens has always been bad, and criminal cases such as burglary have occurred from time to time.

"Don't be nervous, we're not gangsters or bikers."

Luke sat down in a chair, opened the folder,

"Zacks Berg, a computer genius, deliberately hacked into the central system of the Federal Bank at the age of 17 to find security loopholes. In the following months, he unknowingly stole 400,000 bank principals with his superb hacking skills, and later because of alcohol Later, he made a slip of the tongue and was caught by the FBI's tail..."

Luke closed the file,

"Wasting two years in prison for 400,000 yuan, is it worth it?"

The young man's face was ugly,

"who are you?"

"Luke Shaw, founder of ShowMe."

"ShowMe?"

Zack was skeptical. As a top hacker, of course he knew about the recent popular social software, but he didn't believe it was founded by this kid. How old is he? seventeen years old?

Luke pointed to the computer on the table,

"There is a photo of me on the official website, check it yourself."

Zack clicked on ShowMe's official website, Luke's photo was on the homepage, very eye-catching,

"It's really you!"

"What are you looking for me for?"

Luke waved his hand, "Bring the things here."

Charlie and another employee put two laptops on the table. The whole computer is purple and black, with a racing-style design, and the transistor logo is engraved on the front. I've been greedy for a long time, but unfortunately I have no money.

"What does it mean?"

"I heard that you are a computer genius. It just so happens that I am too. Let's have a match. If you win, Heijing Computer will give it to you. If I win, I will work in my company tomorrow as the technical director of ShowMe."

"What a joke!"

"Am I joking with you?"

Zack was a little confused, and he was not sure for a while,

"You...you won't come for real!"

"What? Don't want to go to work? Don't want to make money? Still don't have confidence in your skills."

"Certainly confident."

When it comes to hacking technology, Zack has never obeyed anyone, "Tell me, how to compare."

"Pick what you do best."

Zack was exasperated, "Okay, hack the FBI's foreign affairs material network and get the password, dare you?"

Luke said oddly, "You're not afraid of the FBI looking for trouble for you."

Zack said proudly, "I won't leave clues."

"Okay, do as you say."

Plug in the power, press the Internet cable, the two sit at the computer, and the test begins.

Zack opened the VB language proficiently and began to write the invasion program. Luke sat opposite and yawned boredly. When the first subprogram was written, there was still no movement. Zack couldn't help frowning.

"Are you going to admit defeat?"

"Give you ten minutes."

Zack sneered with disdain on his face.

Soon, ten minutes passed.

Luke took off his jacket and threw it into Charlie's arms.

Zack took the time to take a look, shocked speechless, too fast, never seen such a fast code word speed, the fingers moved so fast that they almost turned into phantoms.

This guy is a master!

In my heart, I don't dare to be careless.

...

At the FBI headquarters building, employees in charge of cybersecurity rushed to the supervisor's office,

"Director, we were attacked."

After he finished speaking, he opened the notebook and projected the signal on the big screen. A panoramic world map appeared, with dense red dots flashing on it.

"A total of 185 intrusion signals came from Oslo, Stockholm, Cape Town, Mumbai, New Delhi, London, Gotham, Metropolis, Brasilia, Seoul, Tokyo, Magic City, Munich, Paris, and more."

Roger Conseus loosened his tie and said indifferently, "Are we fighting the world?"

The employee didn't bother to wipe the sweat, and hurriedly said,

"Forging IP addresses is a common technique used by top hackers, and you can tell the authenticity from the fake as long as you check them one by one."

"how long it takes?"

The fine sweat on the forehead of the employee became more and more, and the voice became hoarse.

"Three... thirty minutes."

Roger took a deep breath, he really couldn't stand these idiots.

"Ten minutes. In ten minutes, I want to see all the information about that bastard, his family, address, job, education... everything I want to know."

The employee nodded vigorously and turned away.

A contest between the FBI and top hackers started. It didn't last long, it only lasted for a few tens of seconds, the red dot on the big screen disappeared, and the employee who had just left ran back excitedly.

"We won, we won."

Roger got up quickly, "Who is he?"

"No personal information was found, but we traced the ip address, here..." The employee put a piece of paper with geographic coordinates on the table,

38°53′52″N latitude, 77°02′11″W longitude!

After only one look, Roger's ice cube face immediately turned blue and purple, and he sighed, holding back the anger in his heart,

"Do you know where this is?"

The employee shook his head blankly,

"A bunch of idiots, can't you see that this is the White House? You're going to tell me that the White House hacked the FBI? You're a pig!"

Taking a deep breath, he roared,

"At all costs, find that chop, this is your last chance, if you can't find it, don't come to work tomorrow."