"...No!" When these two words popped out of his mouth, Lin Qian's whole heart seemed to suddenly rise, so high that it was swaying in somewhere.

Li Zhicheng only answered one word: "Okay."

Lin Qian hung up the phone, and her whole body seemed to be covered in a layer of chill, but the sweat in her palms was so hot.

She turned around alone in the hut, but saw Gu Yanzhi coming in at some point, standing at the door with a calm face and looking at her.

"I already know," he said, "we can only have a bet now."

Lin Qian bit her lower lip lightly and nodded vigorously.

Betting, a big gamble.

A gamble of 20 million.

This is the last dream they can have. It embodies all their strong fear, anxiety, luck, unwillingness and unyielding defeat.

The two walked out of the cottage side by side.

Lin Qian lowered his voice: "Mr. Gu, I think the next step is to slow down and delay."

When Lin Qian said this, his brain was extremely calm. But because his thinking was too calm, the heartbeat in his chest was too fast and intense.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yanzhi looked at her with a slanted look. At this time, he could still laugh.

"We think so, too," he said.

Gu Yanzhi quickly issued a new order on behalf of Li Zhicheng: not to close the site. However, the access speed of the server and active pages was reduced, allowing customers to order 10 times, and only one time could successfully deliver the order. At the same time, an announcement was issued on the page that the website was hacked and was being repaired with all efforts.

Lin Qian returned to the computer and began to lead her "water army group" to hype on various shopping websites, forums, and regional popular forums in second- and third-tier cities.

...

That night, the Ida headquarters building was completely inactive.

The crazy enthusiasm of customers continued until one o'clock in the morning. The first 2,000 "Full First Prize" packages were finally sold out. After that, sales increased by more than 800. The number of visits to the event homepage exceeded 5 million, the message area was completely inflated, and other major forums were also constantly hot-posted.

I didn’t grab the first two thousand buyers, and I felt sorry for it. But most of them also said that the promotion itself was worth it, and the quality and style of Ida’s bags were indeed good;

Those who won the first prize were all ecstatic and posted their orders and won the prize notice, just like every festival.

But more voices are strong doubts. Will Aida, who has caused this big mistake, pay 20 million red envelopes as promised?

Some people also posted that it was an old customer of Ida. After seeing the announcement of being hacked, it was difficult for the company to understand that the company was willing to give up the red envelope of 10,000 yuan. Some people also said that it would not be 10,000 yuan, and it is acceptable for merchants to send several thousand yuan per person.

But more people said they would not accept it - it is the business of the merchants who were hacked on the website. If they were not better to make an appointment to send red envelopes, Ida would be in a bad life in the future.

Because of the previous "carcinogen" incident, Aida has attracted much attention from the media. After that night, major media, portals, and Weibo even rush to forward this ridiculous news. One of the titles reads: "Twenty million, give it, or not?"

Amid the crowd of attention and doubts, Ada remained silent.

According to the rules previously announced, the activity cycle is already three days. After three days, the winner can go to the designated store of Aida with his ID card to receive cash red envelopes.

Because Ida has been silent, during these three difficult days, the doubts, noises, and their eagerness to achieve results have become more and more intense, almost reaching a peak. The total number of clicks on Ida's web page has exceeded 100 million, and it is still rising rapidly every minute. "Ida's 20 million red envelopes" have become the top ten popular search terms in recent days, and the second hot topic on Weibo.

——

Three days later, at 8:55 am.

Lin Qian supported her forehead with her hands, and was still sitting in the small house in the Information Technology Department, staring at the computer. Outside the door, there were other employees who were equally urgent.

There are five minutes left, which is the time limit agreed upon by the original event rules - customers can go to the store to receive red envelopes. There are five minutes left, the "President Ida Public Statement" in front of her will be released.

The content is very concise, and it was written by Li Zhicheng himself. At this time, no one dared to write it for him. Lin Qian thought about several versions, but after seeing Li Zhicheng himself, he chewed it over and over again, and still felt that too much words would lead to mistakes. This is enough.

"Dear customers, netizens and media friends:

As we all know, three days ago, our company's vinda brand online flagship store was hacked, resulting in the mistake of 2,000 first prizes being awarded. Faced with such malicious attacks, our company will conduct a thorough investigation, safeguard legitimate rights, and maintain a fair and fair market environment.

In the face of consumers, Aida always adheres to the business philosophy of "a promise of a thousand gold", whether in the past, present or in the future.

For the 2,000 customers who won the first prize, please go to the designated store to receive a cash red envelope of 10,000 yuan in accordance with the activity rules.

I wish you a happy New Year.

——Li Zhicheng, President of Ida Group”

After this statement is issued, what feedback will consumers and the Internet have? Lin Qian can almost imagine that there must be a lot of praise and everyone is happy. She has no doubt that the number of views on the Aida Internet flagship store will continue to surge in the next few hours or days.

But will sales volumes rise on a large scale?

No, she is not sure.

Even a little nervous.

The past three days are vivid examples. The number of views of the web pages has been so high that she believes that Ida's popularity may have surpassed the most glorious period in history in recent days. In contrast, sales are very low, to a level of almost calm.

Day 1: 427; day 2: 633; ​​day 3: 780.

Lin Qian didn't know whether such numbers were because everyone was watching where Ida went, and there would be variables behind it; or was the gorgeous clicks simply a flashy bubble-like excitement.

Thinking of this, her head became even heavier. She couldn't sleep for several days, and the weather was cold at night and her spirits were tight, so she obviously caught a cold.

She took out a cold medicine from the drawer and swallowed it with water. She continued to hold her spirits and stared at the screen. But an irrelevant thought suddenly appeared in her mind. She had been busy downstairs these days, directing the navy to fight everywhere. Except for occasional phone reports or temporary meetings, she rarely met Li Zhicheng. He did not arrange anything else for her.

I wonder what he felt when he sat alone in the president's office of a tall building? When he saw all kinds of happy or sad news reported from various departments, his always quiet and cold face would frown or stretch out?

He sat alone in the dangerous building. And she was here, fighting hard, and she had tried her best to do everything she could.

Ha...why do you feel so tragic, but you are willing to do it.

As we walked through the twists and turns, we had the feeling of "a scholar who died for his confidant" from when?

He is not experienced enough, nor is he cunning enough, and his luck doesn't seem to be good enough. But he has already had an amazing talent when he first showed his strength. Whether it is the bold Mingsheng project bid, the unique flanking counterattack strategy this time, or the current decision-making and a hero who cuts his arm off his arm... His intelligence, transparency, tenacity and decisiveness are beyond his reach.

...

——

Top level.

No one could have thought that, nor did Lin Qian think that at this exciting time, Li Zhicheng and Gu Yanzhi were actually playing chess.

The room is full of tea fragrance, black and white chess board.

Gu Yanzhi was about to lose the fifth game, but he was so frustrated that he pushed the chessboard: "It's boring if I can't go." He was not good at this, but the boss asked him to accompany him today.

Do you want to kill all sides and find confidence for yourself?

Or just to just kill time and other results?

He raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "You're not in a hurry at all?"

Li Zhicheng did not look up. His two thick black eyebrows were clear and eye-catching.

He picked up a white and a black piece between his fingers and started to finish the endgame with himself. He was young and handsome, but he was so old that he was so indifferent that he was shocked.

"No hurry."

——

Two hours later.

Lin Qian stared at the screen, unable to hold on anymore.

No improvement.

During the period after the announcement was released, sales volume was only 147.

I don’t know if it was because of the worsening cold or because of my mood, Lin Qian’s head became heavier and heavy, and her forehead was so hot that she jumped when she looked at the words on the screen. She looked up from behind the screen, and her colleagues outside looked silent and serious.

She pushed the chair away, got up and greeted the technical department manager, and went downstairs.

——

When Lin Qian woke up again, she saw the dark sky outside the window at a glance.

She was shocked and lifted the blanket on her body to sit up.

Opposite, the middle-aged female doctor in the infirmary was sitting under the lamp writing, looking up at her and smiling: "I just measured it, but the fever has subsided."

Lin Qian hurriedly thanked him, but couldn't feel amused - why did he sleep for so long? He actually fell asleep during this critical daytime?

After lunch, she came to the infirmary to prescribe medicine. She was so sleepy that she felt a little bored, so she wanted to lean on the chair for a while before leaving. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep like that.

The doctor said again: "In the afternoon, someone from the general manager called me to find you. I heard that you had a fever, so I told me not to wake you up and have a good sleep."

Lin Qian asked: "Who is it?"

The doctor smiled and said, "It's a young male colleague."

When people just woke up, they were always very afraid of the cold. Lin Qian wrapped her coat tightly and walked down the small building where the infirmary was located.

Opposite is the Group Building, which is brightly lit at this time and there are shadows behind the glass windows.

The day is over.

Lin Qian didn't want to go up for a moment and sat down on the bench beside the flowerbed.

It was already past seven o'clock, and those who were about to get off work were all off work, and there were sparse figures around. Lin Qian leaned in a chair, looked at the building, and the gloomy night sky in winter, and breathed a long sigh.

The sound of footsteps sounded on the path beside him. Someone walked up slowly and reflected long shadows on the ground. Lin Qian didn't care and was still in a daze.

Until the man walked to her and stood still.
To be continued...