Chapter 67 Old Schoolmates

Zhao Hua went out for a while, then took Sun Peng to the office area of the Technology Department, pointed to an office and said, "Here, the experts we invited and our own engineers are having a meeting. Let's go and listen. President Sun, how do you say this? It's really not open to others."

"I know, but if I can help you, it will be the best of both worlds. Trust me."

The two men walked in. Sun Peng signaled Zhao Hua not to disturb the group, but found a corner to do it. Zhao Hua found the person in charge of his own network and whispered to him.

Sun Peng sat down, looked at the various network diagrams and software diagrams on the whiteboard, and slowly analyzed them.

Nothing special. The technology here is still the application service model of the small machine model in the past. Compared with the so-called cloud computing, the advantage is that a few super powerful hosts will do everything.

The problem is that once the amount of calculation exceeds the calculation limit, it will collapse immediately. Every small computer is extremely expensive, which is basically more expensive than a Mercedes Benz at that time. Who would you say has more such computers to ensure the unpredictable storm.

To put it simply: the landlord's family has no surplus food.

Sun Peng and his colleagues have integrated their previous cloud computing technologies, but they are relatively crude, using ordinary computers as servers. If necessary, they can quickly clone several to a dozen and merge them into the server pool.

In addition, the front firewall and content distribution reduce the critical hit rate of the other party, and reduce the operational risk.

Sun Peng was looking at him when someone called him, "President Sun."

As soon as Sun Peng turned around, Zhao Hua led a man over: "Yang Hao, the manager of our network technology department, is the main host here. If you want to know anything, ask him. I have something to do, and I'll go first."

"OK, you are busy first, Manager Yang, right? I have a few questions to ask..."

Sun Peng asked about the internal details of the network diagram on the whiteboard, and asked about several parameters in detail, which Yang Hao had never heard of.

Sun Peng once thought about it and understood that it was only a few years after this thing was born in the past and the network experience of the whole industry was gradually enriched that some big bulls were announced and became the recognized indicators of detection and monitoring in the whole industry.

Sun Peng had to slowly list out the calculation formula of how to get the parameters.

Yang Hao was not willing to accompany this uncle, but he couldn't help thinking: Who do you think you are? Why do you, a game player, tell me how to build a network? Even a junior network engineer can't do it.

When Sun Peng handed him the paper, his disdain disappeared.

In the field of skills and technology, the real big ox usually has the final say because he has more knowledge and secrets than others.

Yang Hao took the formula and walked quickly to the engineers. Sun Peng ignored them and continued to analyze the content on the whiteboard and the vulnerabilities and weaknesses of the entire system.

Suddenly I felt a slap on the back: "Lie slot, it's really you, Lao Sun."

Behind him stood a young man with an excited face. He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.

"Ma De, I am Meng Qingbei."

"I'll go," Sun Peng suddenly remembered that Meng Qingbei was his high school classmate. They had a good relationship and often played together. But when he was a sophomore in senior high school, his family emigrated to the United States, and from then on, they were separated from each other.

At this time, Meng Qingbei may have been cultivated in the United States for several years. His face is much wider and leaner than when he was a teenager. At first glance, he looks sharp, and his hair is slightly longer. He combs it completely behind his head and ties it into a bunch of ponytails. He is handsome and unrestrained.

"Lao Meng, why is your mother here? I can't think of it. It looks good. You should hurry up and have a meal later."

"OK, it's clean and tidy. President jb sun, I will kill you."

Meng Qingbei went back to work again, and Sun Peng copied the content on the whiteboard on his computer.

In his previous life, Sun Peng never saw Meng Qingbei again. It seemed that the two people always lived on two parallel lines. Later, although we had WeChat, they only met in a circle of friends. Finally one year, everyone wanted to organize a reunion, but Meng Qingbei's plane crashed on a business trip.

Sun Peng felt sorry for his past.

He has some ideas about the whole system in his mind, and intends to let the company bleed a little.

During the meal, Sun Peng took Meng Qingbei and his friend He Hong to a nearby restaurant to have a meal, and only after chatting did he know.

Meng Qingbei was a college student in the United States before, but he dropped out of school less than two years ago. He did the security business with his friends and developed well. However, his friend did something obscure and the company collapsed overnight.

Meng Qingbei, in order to avoid danger, also wants to meet various hacker gods he knows on the Internet, and returns to the motherland alone.

He has lived in Dili for half a year. He has entrusted himself to a small security company to help companies in the whole capital do security business. Of course, he can't help but make some trouble and bring himself some business.

Just like those engaged in anti-virus work, they often engage in trojans, harvest a large number of broilers, wander aimlessly on the Internet, obtain various online data, constantly bump into databases, and obtain secrets.

Basically, it is a very exciting job.

Sun Peng said, "How about you send me a copy of the data of Hongde's business and technical staff? It's not worth asking."

"It seems that this is not good. We can't get the customer's data," He Hong said with a grin.

"Lao He, go away. I have nothing to do with Lao Sun. It's not a big problem. They don't have a human resources system, but there should be data from electronic watches on the human resources side. Otherwise, the payroll can't be made. To be honest, their network security is extremely poor. I put it back on a server on their extranet and kept it for only one hour. Later, I covered it with data."

"It's not a big problem. How can I access the server?"

"Call. This business is free. What's the relationship between us?"

"Well, I have written it down. Anyway, I am also in Didu. I will visit our company when I have time. What do you think is the main problem of their system?"

"At the system and network level, we have basically made remedies. According to the strength of their machines, they can cope with twice the pressure, but their software is relatively poor, and there are many bottlenecks such as front end and back end, and database."

"These are my strengths. We also have caching, distribution, and load balancing software for the background. You can help me talk. After making money in this business, you will get a commission."

"Yes, Lao Sun, if you want to have these software, as long as the problem is not serious, I must take the money. Lao He, you have no words, Lao Sun is very particular."

He Hong smiled happily and took up the cola: "President Sun, I salute you."