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Chapter 3681 This is a cordial greeting from the robot!

Wu Hao's eyes were fixed on the screen. After careful consideration, he slowly shook his head, "No, Coco. Although a direct counterattack can relieve anger, it may not be the best strategy. What we want is to strike accurately to catch the opponent off guard, and at the same time also

We must protect our own wings and prevent this turmoil from affecting the company's core business."

He looked at the white clouds in front of the airplane window, and then said: "What we have to do is to scare the monkeys and let these people know that we are easy to mess with."

Coco's virtual AI image showed an expression that seemed to understand but not understand, then changed to normal and said: "Sir, what do you need me to do?"

Wu Hao thought for a while and then said: "In this way, search and determine the person's information and address and phone number through their IP address. You immediately use the overseas virtual identity information to register several accounts on the food delivery platform, and then give all the individuals who published the black draft

Or the person in charge of the company studio organizer sends a flower basket.

Then send a bouquet of flowers to all the actual owners of the troll account for posting information. As for leaving a message, you should write one sentence - 'This is a cordial greeting from a robot!'"

Okay, do flowers need a special meaning, such as condolences...

Hearing Coco's voice, Wu Hao shook his head and said: "No need, just order them all the same, just white roses!"

"Okay, sir, the real data and information statistics of all accounts have been registered, and the account registration for the takeout platform has been started. The registration is successful, and users are 'ROBOT'!"



Coco's image nodded slightly on the screen. She seemed to understand Wu Hao's meaning and immediately started working.

Seeing this, Wu Hao nodded slightly and said: "Analyze and sort out all the information, including detailed analysis of all negative reports, the network associated with the navy accounts, background investigations of those public relations companies, and package the relevant evidence for me.

Prepare to report the crime when you get back."

"OK!"

The avatar of Coco on the screen has been dressed in a gray professional uniform and wears glasses. She looks particularly intellectual and professional. Her fingers are tapping rapidly on the virtual keyboard, and every touch is accompanied by a halo of data flow.

, as if weaving an invisible web.

It first uses those locked IP addresses and uses a series of complex algorithms to quickly collect and sort out the detailed information of all individuals who published black manuscripts, company studio organizers, and actual owners of troll accounts, including their names.

, address and contact number.

Next, Keke used overseas virtual identity information to register several accounts on the food delivery platform. Each account used different identity information and payment methods to ensure the concealment of the operation.

She carefully selected several reputable florists, used "ROBOT" as her username, and began to place orders for white rose baskets and flowers.

Each order comes with a message designated by Wu Hao: "This is a cordial greeting from the robot!" This sentence may seem simple, but it contains profound meaning. It is not only a warning to opponents, but also a satire on their behavior.

With Coco's operation, orders were sent to various flower shops one by one. Flower shops in many cities became busy. Some flower shops could even receive more than a dozen orders at once, which made the owners of these flower shops very small.

I was excited for a while, and couldn't help but guess who this "ROBOT" was, and why he sent so many people flowers, and they were white roses. Moreover, this greeting was also very strange. It was a cordial greeting from a robot. What was it?

mean.

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

But think about it, as long as you can make money, it doesn't matter.

Soon, a large number of white roses were woven into flower baskets. The packaged flowers were delivered to the designated address by delivery boys, flower shop staff, and community express logistics delivery robots.

A secluded office building in the commercial zone of a first-tier city in China is the office of a well-known public relations company. The person in charge of the company, Li Moumou, is sitting at his desk, frowning at the negative reports on the computer screen.

He was thinking about how to further add fuel to the flames and create greater trouble for Wu Hao's company.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, and it was a number marked with takeout information. Mr. Li hesitated for a moment, but answered the call: "Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, sir, I have placed your flower basket at the front desk of your company." A polite voice came from the other end of the phone.

Li Moumou was stunned. He had not ordered any flower baskets? He hung up the phone in confusion, but then received another text message, which read: "Your takeout order has been delivered, please remember to collect it."

Li Moumou frowned, wondering who would send him a flower basket.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the company's front desk staff walking in with a flower basket: "Mr. Li, your flower basket."

Li Moumou frowned and looked at the conspicuous white roses in the basket and couldn't help but ask: "Who sent it?"

I don’t know. The female staff member at the front desk shook her head and said.

Is there any takeaway boy? Li Moumou frowned and asked.

No, but there is a receipt. As she said that, the female customer service staff read the receipt on the packaging bag of the Eleven flower basket.

With a dark face, Li Moumou pulled off the small ticket, held it in his hand and looked at it. He saw that the name, phone number, address, and company information on the small ticket were all correct, indicating that the flower basket was for

his.

Do you have a greeting card? When Li Moumou was confused, the female front desk asked.

The female receptionist was a little flustered when she saw her boss's ugly face, but she still managed to stay calm and nodded and said, "Um, yes, yes."

With that said, she hurriedly handed the greeting card in the flower basket to Li Moumou.

Li Moumou opened it and saw several very standard bold characters printed inside - "This is a cordial greeting from the robot!"

Seeing these words, his glasses pupils shrank instantly, his heart tightened, and an inexplicable fear surged into his heart.

At the same time, in another corner of the city, Xiao Zhang, the actual owner of a troll account who was frantically refreshing posts at home, also received a call from the delivery boy.

He also went downstairs to receive the flowers with a confused look on his face. Looking at the white roses and the message in his hand, his heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness.

Scenes like this kept happening in every corner of the city, and everyone who received flower baskets and flowers felt unprecedented shock and fear. They began to speculate about whose prank this was, or whether it was a warning from a mysterious organization.

Wu Hao was sitting on the plane at this time, looking at the clouds outside the window, with a sneer on his lips.

He knew that Coco's operation had already begun, and those behind the scenes would soon receive their "cordial greetings."

As time passed, news about the "flower basket incident" began to spread on social media.


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