PDLP Chapter 141 No solution
Chapter 141 No solution
As night falls, several floors of the One World Building are brightly lit. Through the huge glass walls, one can vaguely see the busy figures of employees, and there is no sign of them ending until the second half of the night.
Minister Hong walked between the rows of desks in the department, urging people to work while looking down at his phone from time to time, for fear of missing any news from the 101st floor.
The same scenario is also happening in the Secretariat and the Ministry of Law.
Compared to the anxiety of the public relations department, Assistant Liu who was supervising the information technology department was completely confused and desperate.
The technicians' hands typing on the keyboards were almost turned into afterimages. They stared at the computer screens with expressions more serious than ever before.
Assistant Liu asked in disbelief, "What do you mean you can't find the person? How can you not find the person?"
The technical supervisor looked up from behind the technician's computer and explained solemnly, "It's not that we can't find the person, but that we found the wrong person."
Assistant Liu frowned even more and asked anxiously, "What are you talking about?!"
The technical director explained, "After all, it is on the Internet, and the username and IP address can be located. Logically, as long as we enter the backend of the website, we can get the user's basic information..."
Assistant Liu said impatiently: "Then give me the information, and the legal department will be held accountable for the rest."
The technical director slid the touchpad of his laptop with a puzzled look on his face. "But when we traced it to the end, it turned out that there was nothing."
"Nothing?" Assistant Liu asked.
"Nothing." The technical director sighed, "No personal information, no IP address, so there is none of the information needed to access the Internet."
Assistant Liu's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "How is this possible? Is the other party a hacker? His technical level is better than yours, so you can't track him?"
"We have considered this." The technical director shook his head firmly, "But no matter how powerful a hacker is, he shouldn't leave no trace. He at least needs to be connected to the network to carry out subsequent operations."
"Not only our technical department, but also the technical departments of these platforms are completely confused. They themselves don't know why there are so many 'users' with no origins."
"It's like..." The technical director paused and made a cautious guess, "It's the Internet world itself."
Assistant Liu was overwhelmed by the current situation. He waved his hand and held on to a glimmer of hope, saying, "The overwhelming negative comments on the Internet can't all be non-existent, right? And those who made trouble outside Mrs. Tu's exhibition must be real people, right?"
"That's right." When the technical director mentioned this, his expression became a little better. It was finally something within his capabilities. "According to the surveillance of the museum, we have compiled the list of names, contact information, and addresses. As for which behaviors are beyond the scope, we need further confirmation from the legal department."
Assistant Liu nodded. He finally had something to hand in. "Give it to me."
"I've sent it to you." The technical director added, "As for the netizens that can be found on the Internet, most of them are just following the trend. The spread and influence are very limited. Even if we prosecute them, the most they can do is to impose administrative penalties."
"Besides..." The technical director was somewhat helpless. "Suing so many people might be a bad idea. It will only make the matter spread more widely. It will not only be of no help to the reputation of the president's wife, but also to the reputation of the company..."
Before he finished speaking, Assistant Liu understood that the tough measures they adopted were only a temporary solution and might even have a counterproductive effect, pushing Zhuang Xiao to the forefront.
Assistant Liu looked worried. What could he do?
"Let me ask Mr. Tu for instructions first." He couldn't care less at the moment, and said, "Now all the marketing videos and false news on the Internet have been cleared up."
"It can't be cleaned." The technical director said bluntly.
"Ah?" Assistant Liu's eyes widened.
The technical director knew what Assistant Liu was going to say, and said matter-of-factly, "We can't control the source, and these messages will pop up again at any time. Moreover... the ones with the highest exposure are not only impossible for us to delete, but even the platform can't delete them no matter how hard they try."
Just as he said, the manipulator behind the scenes is like the Internet world itself, who can easily manipulate information at will and seems to be in a different dimension from them.
Assistant Liu: “…”
Assistant Liu didn't know what else to do except to take the information and go back to report.
After passing through the secretariat filled with a solemn atmosphere and before entering the president's office, Assistant Liu took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and then knocked on the door and entered.
There was no main light in the president's office. Only a floor lamp next to the computer desk was on. Under the relatively narrow beam of light, Tu Yan's face looked dark and unpredictable.
This is the first time that Mr. Tu has worked overtime since his marriage. All employees know that the cold Mr. Tu is very family-oriented.
"Mr. Tu." Assistant Liu stepped forward nervously and called softly.
Without waiting for Assistant Liu to report the situation, Tu Yan supported his chin and spoke first, "Nothing can be found?"
"Take a look." Assistant Liu didn't know how to answer this question and handed over the tablet.
Tu Yan took it with one hand, placed it on the table, and moved his fingertips across the screen again and again, his face as cold as frosty.
Assistant Liu felt sore and numb in his back due to the heavy atmosphere and was ready to endure the anger.
But Tu Yan's reaction was unexpectedly calm. He stood up, walked to the clothes rack and took off his coat.
"Mr. Tu?" When Assistant Liu saw this, he thought, is Mr. Tu going to leave?
Tu Yan quickly put on his coat and straightened his cuffs while saying, "First, we'll investigate those who vandalized the art museum today and deal with them accordingly."
"As for those who follow the trend on the Internet, refer to the punishment standards, prosecute those who should be prosecuted, and warn those who should be warned. Consider Xiaoxiao first, and don't consider the company and me personally." Tu Yan said without hesitation.
Assistant Liu nodded repeatedly and followed Tu Yan like a chicken.
Tu Yan suddenly remembered something, paused, and looked at his watch. "It's getting late, and we'll be busy later. Let's get off work and prepare for a long battle."
"Okay, okay..." Assistant Liu was halfway through his sentence when he realized, "Ah?" Long-term battle? What does that mean?
Tu Yan had no intention of explaining, and his tall figure disappeared behind the metal elevator door.
Assistant Liu then delivered the news, and cheers were heard from the secretariat.
Tu Yan got on the car to go home. When the car drove into the manor, he saw a warm light under the main entrance porch from afar. Tu Yan's tense mind slowly relaxed after a day's work.