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Chapter 1646 Find a private server studio

The game "Primitive Age" was developed by Lin Bufan based on the previous game "Stone Age" and was led by Liu Chang.

Since last year, private servers of "Primitive Era" have appeared in the world, and there are also various plug-ins. This has given Liu Chang a headache. He has to patch it every month. But even so, he still can't stop the private servers because they are cheap.

Some don’t even require a recharge point card.

Du Chengfeng and Dong Jiancheng worked together to secretly copy game scripts from the original era, and then created a private server from the original era. After it was launched, it attracted countless players and naturally made a lot of money. Plus the income from plug-ins, the total

Revenue has exceeded 300 million.

Du Chengfeng recorded part of the private server income into the branch's public account, creating the illusion that the branch overfulfilled its tasks every quarter, and the remaining money was divided between Dong Jiancheng and Qin Yuetong. Of course, he would definitely get it.

It's the big head.

Qin Yuetong plays the role of transferring assets, renting venues, and recruiting private server maintenance personnel. This is equivalent to Qin Yuetong doing all the logistics work, so she has a share of the money.

Although the legal person of the Seaside Seafood Hotel is Qin Yuetong, the hotel also has Du Chengfeng and Dong Jiancheng.

In addition, Dong Jiancheng and Du Chengfeng also own the property.

Du Chengfeng was smarter and asked Dong Jiancheng to withdraw some cash every month and hide it.

To sum up, Du Chengfeng is relying on Mortal Technology's games to make huge profits outside. The emergence of private servers will inevitably cause the sales of genuine games to drop.

It is also damaging the interests of mortal technology.

The next day, Duan Qingtian began to follow Dong Jiancheng, and Huo Yingying came to the branch.

Du Chengfeng greeted him with flattery as usual.

At noon, Huo Yingying called Dong Jiancheng to the office.

"Commissioner Huo." Dong Jiancheng is about 40 years old. He wears a pair of eyes and looks harmless to humans and animals.

"Sure enough, people who are engaged in technology have gone through many vicissitudes of life. Mr. Dong, you are almost bald on top of your head." Huo Yingying joked.

"As long as you are bald, you will be bald, as long as you do a good job."

"Your work attitude really touches me. The Human Resources Department of the headquarters will mobilize personnel this year. With your level, you can enter the game department of the headquarters. Then you can show your ambitions."

"It would be best if I could go to the headquarters." If I could enter the headquarters, I would be closer to the core of the technology, and I could steal it. When the time comes, I can run private servers outside, and I will be a billionaire in no time.

"How much is your annual salary now?" Huo Yingying asked.

"200,000."

"Something is missing."

"With bonuses ranging from 7,788 to 88, it's about 500,000 yuan. This annual salary is already very good in Cangzhou."

"That's right, compared to ordinary people, an annual salary of 500,000 is definitely a high salary..."

After chatting for half an hour, the preliminary understanding of Dong Jiancheng was completed.

At the same time, I checked the company's vehicle registration and found that Dong Jiancheng drove a Santana.

He drove a Mercedes-Benz yesterday.

In a blink of an eye, the next day came, it was Sunday.

Duan Qingtian has been following Dong Jiancheng, eating and sleeping in the car.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Dong Jiancheng came out of the community, walked down a street, entered a newly built high-end residential complex, and then entered the basement of Building 8. A short time later, a black Mercedes-Benz drove out.

Dong Jiancheng settled a new house here, parked his Mercedes-Benz in the underground garage, and usually drove his old Santana to work.

"This guy is a bit of a thief!" Duan Qingtian laughed.

I followed it all the way, going around and around, and finally arrived at an unknown trail in the suburbs, then turned into a village, drove for a while and stopped on a hillside, next to a self-built house.

The self-built house looks unremarkable from the outside, similar to the surrounding houses, with two floors and a small farmyard.

Duan Qingtian quietly drove the car into the bamboo forest on the right. After getting off the car, he went around to the back of the self-built house, climbed over the wall, and went in.

In the courtyard.

Dong Jiancheng was standing in the courtyard talking on the phone. Not long after, Qin Yuetong came out of the house. The two hugged and said a few words before entering the house.

Duan Qingtian did not rush into the house. He checked around the outside and climbed over the wall.

Go back to the bamboo forest and wait quietly until it gets dark before going in to see what's inside. There's no rush anyway.

At around 11 o'clock, the Mercedes-Benz and BMW convertibles drove out, and it was Dong Jiancheng and Qin Yuetong who left.

Duan Qingtian didn't follow him. He wanted to find out what was inside this self-built house first.

At 12 o'clock, a man wearing kitchen white clothes slowly walked up the hillside with a bag of lunch, looking at the house number as he walked, and then stopped at the door of the self-built house.

There was no takeout at that time, so we had to call the restaurant and the restaurant would deliver the food.

Seeing the guy, Duan Qingtian had an idea. He pretended to have finished urinating in the bamboo forest and wandered out, "Why are you here? I'm starving to death. Give me..."

small book booth

The waiter handed over the lunch box and said sheepishly: "There were too many people in the store at noon, so it was a little slow. The total is 120 yuan."

"Here!" Duan Qingtian took out the money and handed it over.

The guy left, and while looking back, Duan Qingtian pretended to take out the key and went in.

After the guy walked away, Duan Qingtian immediately returned to the car, found sleeping pills and sprinkled them into the meal. Then he took off his coat, went to the door of his self-built house, and rang the doorbell.

Not long after, a boy in his early 20s came over. He was gentle and quiet, wearing a pair of gold glasses, and said, "There is a different person today."

"Yes, I'm the new guy in the store. I'm the youngest. I always do this kind of errands. Total 120."

"Okay!" Wen Jingnan gave the money and closed the door.

There are six lunch boxes in total, which means there are 6 people in them.

After smoking two cigarettes, Duan Qingtian clapped his hands and climbed in through the back wall again. The door of the house was ajar, so you could go in by pushing the door open.

After looking around the first floor, there was nothing to pay attention to, so I went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is different. All three rooms have been opened and turned into a large open room. There are FD signal transmitters, more than a dozen computers, and a small loading server. This kind of server can provide 100,000

People are online at the same time, and the price is more than 2 million.

Three young boys were lying on the floor, and there were three more young boys at the workstation.

They are game maintainers hired by Dong Jiancheng.

There is a game script running on every computer.

It is the private server of "Primitive Era".

Although Duan Qingtian didn't understand the game, he could tell that there must be a problem here, so he called Huo Yingying. Huo Yingying knew it was a private server.

"Take a photo of it right away and leave it as evidence. I knew there was something wrong with Dong Jiancheng. Damn it, he actually made his company's game script into a private server and made money outside."

"Is it very profitable?" Duan Qingtian asked.
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