Rebirth: All Patents, Cutting off the European and American Tech Tree

#399 - Chapter 399: The bullied cerebral palsy? You all deserve to die! Lock on the target!

England, Preston.

Evening.

A man moved slowly along the street.

He was about 1.7 meters tall and weighed at least 200 pounds.

And that's not all.

The fat man's face was crooked, like a mental patient.

In fact, he had no mental problems.

Those who understand medicine would realize that this was an obvious sequela of cerebral palsy, and not all cerebral palsy patients have intellectual problems.

At least.

York had no intellectual problems.

In fact, his intelligence was outstanding!

When his parents were alive, he had support in life and spirit, and once studied at Cambridge University.

But!

First, his parents passed away, he could not live independently, and coupled with various troubles, he lost his shelter…

He had to drop out of school halfway.

York carried a bag of bread and walked into an apartment building.

This was left to him by his parents.

In the beginning, his parents were worried that such a child would not be able to live independently in the future, so they worked hard while they were alive, saved a sum of money for him, and left him this house.

York trudged up the stairs.

With his weight, climbing the stairs was very difficult, it was simply torture!

"York, do you have any money?"

Suddenly!

Two young men popped out of nowhere.

York was stunned.

He recognized these two guys as petty gangsters in the neighborhood.

"I… I only have five pounds." York took out the change from his pocket.

"Give it here!"

One of the blondes reached out and snatched the money, and slapped his fat face: "Idiot! Why do you only have so little money? I heard that your parents left you a lot of money before they died!"

"…" York didn't say anything.

"Sure enough, he's a fool!" The blonde patted his face again.

It was said to be a pat.

York still didn't say anything.

Pa!

Suddenly, the blonde slapped him: "Didn't you hear what I said? You fat pig, do you believe I'll beat you to death?!"

A few minutes later.

The two hooligans left.

York, with red and swollen cheeks, silently returned home.

Open the door.

Close the door.

The next moment, his eyes were filled with ferocity and murderous intent.

"Damn it…"

"You all deserve to die…"

He kept muttering in his mouth, walked to the computer desk and sat down.

Then.

He entered a website and posted a post.

…

Suburbs of the capital.

The manor where someone died last night has now been restored to its original state, with many more soldiers.

Not to mention entering the manor, getting close is not allowed!

In the living room.

Chen Hao leaned on the leather sofa, taking out his mobile phone from time to time to check.

What to do?

It's already past one in the afternoon.

There's still no news!

The pervert set up automatic login, but the website has too many encryption technologies, and he can't crack it in a short time to get the password.

Secondly.

The account and password are bound to the actual IP address.

It is also bound to that computer.

In addition, there are other technical means, and the degree of confidentiality is unimaginable.

In short.

As long as he leaves here, even if he takes the computer away, he will not be able to log in to the website again!

But…

I promised my wife to go to her house tonight.

From here to the airport, then take a private plane back to Shanghai, and drive to the city…

It all takes time!

At this time.

A phone call came in.

"Are you back in Shanghai?" It was his sister-in-law calling.

"Not yet, what's the matter?"

"Qingmo said you're coming over tonight, why haven't you come back yet?"

"Something hasn't been dealt with yet."

"Do you want me to help?"

Help?

Nothing more than helping him find an excuse.

"Not for now."

Chen Hao was upset: "Sister, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up first?"

"There's something else I want to tell you."

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you ask me to contact Liu Qiangdong last time? Ma Yun has received investment, and the development speed is very fast. President Liu is under great pressure and wants to raise funds - saying he will come to Shanghai the day after tomorrow."

It's not like you can invest in someone and they'll accept it.

She had tried to contact him a long time ago, but the more high-quality companies are, the more cautious they are about financing.

First, they don't want to dilute their own shares and don't finance unless they have to.

Second.

Worried about being taken over by capital!

Now what?

Ma Yun has not only received Chen Hao's financing, but also various strategies given by Chen Hao.

Compared with the previous life, the development speed is much faster. The two sides happen to be opponents, so you can imagine…

The pressure is on Liu Qiangdong.

"Good!" Chen Hao's eyes lit up.

"Chairman Chen!"

At this moment.

Xiang Yan ran over quickly: "There's an alarm!"

"Sister, I won't talk about it for now, there's an emergency."

Chen Hao's eyes lit up.

He quickly rushed into the basement compartment.

The founder of the website has extremely strong technology, and some confidentiality measures cannot be cracked by Chen Hao in a short time.

But!

The 33-year technology gap is there.

He still cracked some permissions.

He made a software that would sound an alarm here as soon as the administrator logged in to the background.

Here it is!

Xiang Yan has been waiting for the alarm to sound.

"Is it here?"

Chen Hao smiled.

His hands jumped on the keyboard at an amazing speed, and the code was output at an amazing speed.

A full twenty minutes.

Finally.

He walked out of the basement and dialed with a satellite phone.

"General, please instruct!"

"England, South Preston…"

He reported a string of addresses, detailed to the building and house number: "No matter what method you use, bring this person to me - pay attention! Don't hurt him, give him enough respect, he is my distinguished guest."

"Yes!"

The call ended.

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiang Yan, Dali, back to Shanghai!"

…

An hour later.

Just arrived at the airport, I received another call: "Chairman Chen! It's not good!"

"Team leader Du, what's wrong?" Chen Hao was puzzled.

Du Haiyang.

The team leader of Chuangshiji Computer Group, responsible for the research and development of notebook computers.

Your cousin… no! That spy, found me!" Du Haiyang was about to cry.

In the beginning.

He and Wan Lei went to Harbin Institute of Technology to dig up professors, and the two had a very good relationship in private.

Some privacy, Wan Lei did not tell Chen Hao, but mentioned it to him in private.

Such as.

Five times…

Irrelevant…

"Aren't you divorced?"

Locking the website administrator, Chen Hao was in a good mood and joked: "Isn't it just right to relax your body and mind?"

Du Haiyang is divorced.

Because of the layoff, his wife disliked him for being useless and ran away with a wild man.

No wife.

There is no psychological burden to do this kind of thing.

"Lao Wan said that dead spy…"

Got it!

Du Haiyang sold Wan Lei.

The privacy that Wan Lei said was said in one breath: "That kind of stuff… I really can't do it!"

"This is a mission!" Chen Hao said sternly.

"I…"

Du Haiyang had a bitter face.

Damn it!

Is the boss a pimp?

Treating this kind of thing as a task?

"The research and development of notebook computers is completed, have you been relatively idle recently?" Chen Hao asked with a smile.

"Is there a new project?!" Du Haiyang was excited.

"No, but…"

Chen Hao winked: "If there is no research and development project, there will be no bonus, right? Complete the task and get a bonus of 200,000!"

Du Haiyang was stunned.

This kind of thing…

Not only is it treated as a task, but also a bonus is given?

For the boss's big event.

For a bonus of 200,000.

Do it!

Chen Hao also smiled.

He wished that 'cousin' would continue to lurk.

Stealing technology?

Nine percent of the technology is true, and one percent is false. After his professional tampering, even top talents can't see it.

Only in-depth research and development can reveal problems.

Then…

North America will therefore waste a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources, but in the end it will find that it is all in vain.

Isn't it equal to consuming North America?

The more information the spy steals, the more North America consumes.

He is happy to see it happen!

Put away the phone.

Passing through the waiting hall, head straight to the boarding gate.

This is the benefit of a private plane, you don't need to wait at all.

Huh?!

Passing through the waiting hall, his pupils tightened.

Is it such a coincidence?