"There is no danger of hacking? Just like the first National Bank of Chicago encountered."
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"No, our internal network is physically isolated from the outside world." A technician explained.
"that's OK."
Song Ya didn't know how to pretend, and nodded, wandered around with his hands behind his back, and then went out.
There are people from the security company standing guard here. They are dressed in uniforms. Because they don't rely on the fluorescent agent factory to pay their wages, they have a very bad attitude. They are like thieves to everyone. Samuel and others are blocked outside the door.
The group left the office building again and walked into the small factory opposite, "Do a good job of fire prevention." Song Ya went to the warehouse to check the original Baen Chemical's various documents and chemical materials that had been piled up by porters before leaving. Entering the production plant, front-line workers are orderly busy in front of the equipment.
This company has two products, one is the fluorescent agent raw material for the military, the white solid, which is put into standard storage tanks after coming off the production line, and then the workers use forklifts to transport them into a small confidential warehouse for timely supply goods.
There is also a fluorescent agent for civilian use with very low sales. "Our products are non-toxic, tasteless, non-flammable and non-radioactive, very safe, and emit cold light..."
The general manager asked the workers to open a storage tank, which contained some slightly yellowish paint-like viscous fluid. "Look." He stretched out his index finger and touched it, then put it in another chemical substance and stirred it.
"Isn't it interesting?" The finger he took out had already begun to emit green light, "Would you like to try?" To prove that it is not poisonous, he made a few strokes on his face, "Turn off the light and look. "
"No more."
Song Ya leaned back a little disgusted by the green light in the dark. He didn't believe a word of the other party's words. In the past, there were American toy dealers selling radioactive materials into science and education toys to children, and there was also radioactive exposure that is known to be cosmetic. At that time, the propaganda was also non-toxic and harmless and beneficial to the body and mind.
"So in what direction is this thing roughly used?" he asked.
"Emergency lighting, but the maintenance time of this product is very short, less than half an hour. We are working **** research and development, and I believe there will be improvements."
The general manager took the cup handed over by the worker while cleaning it and said: "So it can't compete with similar products that add harmful substances."
"Cut down this product line?" Song Ya feels useless. People's emergency lighting is originally for emergency use, and light-emitting substances are harmful if they are harmful, and no one will stupidly touch it with their skin.
"That will also affect the military's supply. This is considered a by-product and is determined by the chain of chemical reactions."
The general manager dismissed his thoughts, "That's it for now."
Leaving the factory, he returned to A+ Records, "What's wrong?" He saw everyone talking around the TV.
"APLUS, it just so happens that we are all watching MJ's Dangerous Journey Bucharest concert, together?"
Yeremov greeted him.
"The one that HBO bought for more than ten million pounds?"
Song Ya walked to the front of the crowd. On the sofa, Fergie and Amy Adams were cuddling together and eating popcorn. He sat down between the two women, spreading his arms around the left and right.
"Open your mouth." Amy Adams feeds him popcorn.
Everyone else in the company assumes they haven't seen this scene.
"MJ's fans are crazy..." Fergie looked at the concert scene on the screen enviously. Fans squeezed into a faint were constantly being lifted out. MJ was standing motionless on the stage. Eastern European fans no matter what. Men and women, all watched him scream frantically, tears in their eyes.
"What is he doing?" Song Ya asked. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm
"He doesn't need to move or say a word, the stage effect will surpass all other singers." Yeremov replied.
Song Ya looked at Fergie and Amy, who were watching MJ Fan's idiots on the TV intently and admiringly, and felt a little acidic in her heart. "
"What is hypoxia?"
Yeremov replied: "His fans are willing to die for him. I heard that in the first few concerts, some fans suffered from heart attack on the spot."
"HBO's broadcast ratings have exceeded 20%!" An employee reported loudly from behind.
"Wow, HBO is a cable station. No one except MJ can help them achieve this kind of unbelievable ratings." Yeremov sighed.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 337: Continue to buy a house
'MJ’s Bucharest concert sold out 72,000 tickets. The Romanian National Stadium may have swarmed 90,000 spectators that night. Under the care of the 2,000 medical staff and military police prepared by the organizers, there are still hundreds of spectators due to crowding. He was taken out of the field unwell, and it is not clear whether there were any casualties. HBO is the big winner of this concert, with an amazing ratings of 21.4%, making it one of the most influential cable channels, and the number of subscribers has increased significantly. ’
Since deciding to do heavy clothing and intervene in the Barn Chemical case, Song Ya has become more and more fond of watching financial news. MJ’s concert is indeed difficult to surpass, especially when he finally dressed as an astronaut and was hung in the air to leave. Cool. But today his focus is not on MJ and HBO, but on himself.
‘After the Harlem nightclub incident, the well-known singer APLUS has been very low-key recently, but yesterday he suddenly appeared at the scene of a merger and acquisition of a chemical company in Chicago...’
In the next news, the scene of signing the contract in the Barn Chemicals conference room appeared on the screen, and he was bowing his head and intently signing the document.
'APLUS has acquired part of the shares of this company called Barn Chemical Company. Because the company is a non-listed company, the two parties in the transaction have not disclosed the specific transaction amount. The analysts of this station estimate that it is about 1,500 to 15 million meters. Between the knives...'
"This estimate is too wrong, right?" Song Ya complained.
"Recently, celebrities in the music circle in the United States have crossed the border. In addition to Hollywood, they have also been involved in real estate, stocks, media, hotels, fashion, beverages and other industries, which can be described as diverse..."
"It's over?"
This program then ended the news with the cross-border investment case of Whitney Houston and Madonna. Song Ya was a bit dissatisfied with the space he occupied, but after thinking about it, this matter should have been handled low-key.
"Honey." Fergie pouted and hugged a lot of clothes and walked into the study. "You should change to a bigger house. How can a big star live like you are crowded? I have nowhere to put my clothes. "
"Uh……"
Indeed, in this old house in Hyde Park, Connie and her little sister Emily who came back to live in one room, Aunt Susie and little Freddy, old Mike, Taraji, the maid and the janitor Dali has one person and one small room, plus Song Ya's master bedroom, all seven bedrooms have been completely lighted up.
And now the master bedroom has him, Amy Adams and Fergie living together, the space is not enough, especially after he met Amy, he bought her a lot of clothes, and then came back to compensate Fergie a lot. After the clothes.