The sky in early autumn in Beijing is blue and high, and the rare sunny weather makes Xiao Liping's mood improve for no reason.
He raised his wrist to look at his watch and decided to leave early, so he made up an excuse to send his secretary away, walked out of the compound, and flagged down a green taxi.
"Where are you going? I just picked up a new car and I don't know how to use navigation, scanning, credit cards, etc. Just tell me the address and I'm sure I can find it." The driver turned around and smiled good-naturedly.
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"It's okay, drive east, I know the way." Xiao Liping glanced at the unopened rear seat terminal touch screen, waved his hand and said.
"Okay." The driver turned the steering wheel, and the electric car quietly merged into the rolling traffic. Xiao Liping leaned on his seat, smelling the faint smell of washing powder from the new seat covers, and looked at the 133rd floor of the GTC China Headquarters Building, a new landmark building in the CBD.
, the magnificent 450-meter-high glass curtain wall passes outside the window.
Following the instructions of the passengers, the green taxi quickly got off the main road, turned around, and came to an area of bungalows behind high-rise buildings.
"Master, turn right ahead and park your bicycle at the alley entrance." Xiao Liping leaned out and gave instructions.
"Okay." The driver skillfully turned around the narrow intersection and drove into an alley with lush tall locust trees on both sides and no street signs. At the end of the alley, there was a half-open wooden door, and a corner of the courtyard was exposed behind the door.
In front of the screen wall, there stood a smiling person welcoming him out.
The car stopped in front of the door. Xiao Liping took out cash to pay the fare, got out of the car and waved to the driver.
The driver grinned, and the spherical wheels rotated around the center of gravity. The taxi made a 360-degree U-turn and silently drove out of the alley, rolling up a layer of newly fallen yellow leaves on the ground.
"Here you are?" The tall young man at the door of the courtyard, wearing a baggy white shirt and with messy short black hair, raised his eyebrows and spoke with an unserious smile.
"Here we come." Xiao Liping pushed up his tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses, patted the non-existent dust on the legs of his trousers, and replied.
The two walked around the brick screen wall with the pattern of "Three Friends of Suihan" and walked into the courtyard with three square ears and square bricks on the floor. In the courtyard was a large goldfish tank with several five-flowered dragon eyes swimming in the tank.
There was an old man sitting under the grape trellis, holding a teapot and listening to the radio. When he saw the two coming over, he didn't say anything, so he narrowed his eyes and nodded.
"Old Zhao, we're in." Gu Tie smiled and said hello to the old man, and the two of them walked into the east wing of the room. There was a table and two chairs in the room, a freehand landscape hanging, and simple furnishings.
Gu Tie moved a screen at the south end and coughed while facing a white wall. The polished blue brick floor in the corner buzzed and sank slowly. Soft light filtered through from the ground. He made a gesture.
As a gesture of invitation, Xiao Liping nodded, and the two of them walked down side by side.
The basement is an empty room of nearly 300 square meters. White diffuse light shines from the ceiling, walls, and floor. The two walked to the center of the room on the soft floor and sat down cross-legged. Gu Tie made a downward gesture and turned on the light.
Dim it a little, then snap your fingers, and several huge crimson numbers appear in the air: 205X.XX.XX, with the last few digits constantly jumping between 0 and 9.
The two of them stared at the scrolling numbers in ecstasy. After a moment of silence, Xiao Liping said, "You're early. How will this meeting proceed? Do you want to log in to the terminal?"
"No need, just use the video conference template. I've encrypted it. There's no problem with security." The male host spread his hands and feet on the floor and replied lazily.
The two were silent for a few more minutes.
"Old Xiao, what have you been busy with lately?" the lying man asked reluctantly.
"It's not that matter yet. It's almost the end of the year. It's time to summarize, commend and commend. Final accounts, budget. Spend some money unexpectedly. We will hold a summary and commendation meeting next month. Let the office revise the manuscript to almost the same level and wait for the data to come out."
Xiao Liping pushed up his glasses.
"...Actually, I don't want to know what you are doing at all. I just think it's a bit gay for two men to sit together like this." The other party said. "When you talk about such a painful topic, it doesn't feel gay at all."
"Gu Tie, can you be more formal?" Xiao Liping frowned.
"No." Gu Tie replied decisively.
Xiao Liping wanted to find some good words to teach him, but suddenly a voice said in English beside him: "Hey, hey, I'm here, where are the others?"
Next to Gu Tie and Xiao Liping were projected a young black man sitting cross-legged, wearing a funny purple cartoon nightgown and a pom-pom nightcap, holding a lemon-yellow coffee cup.
"Is it almost here?" Gu Tie looked at the time and curled his lips.
Soon, two other figures appeared in the room: a tall Nordic man with blond hair and a suit and tie, and a short, fat, middle-aged yellow woman with Indian double braids.
"Shall we start?" Xiao Liping looked at Gu Tie.
"Please, please." Gu Tie sat up and extended his hand humbly.
Xiao Liping sighed, stood up, looked around, and said:
"At 17:00 on October 8, 2052, Beijing time, this is the first meeting of this month. The absent Sakir will receive video information after his return. Chinese is my mother tongue. As usual, Mandarin this month is
Rotation language. This is a simple meeting to confirm that each other's status is normal, to report on the progress, and to formulate the agenda for the next meeting."
He stopped and looked at the huge red numbers suspended in the air: "As you can see, the fourth number still has not changed. It has been twenty-five months since the third number was determined, and there is no progress. - I even
I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing." Xiao Liping spread his hands and made a helpless expression.
"Comrades, the revolution has not yet succeeded." Gu Tie added.
The black man in pajamas interjected: "Adam, I respect you and your little head as always, but can you stop saying 'comrades' in the future? Do you know how this word is pronounced in Hausa after translation?
How unpleasant does it sound?”
The Indian woman glanced at him: "Don't pay attention to this clown. Matril's sobriety is directly proportional to the alcohol content in his body. Obviously he has not drank the first bottle of palm wine today."
The black man raised the yellow mug angrily: "Senegal only drinks that low-fermented garbage juice - their team can beat our team because their players are not drunk. This is not Africa."
It’s not the fault of the Eagle, not the fault of Abuja Distilleries!”
"Be quiet, Matilil, and you, Shamsher." Xiao Li said with a straight face. The two of them were obviously a little afraid of him and lowered their gazes.
Gu Tie coughed twice and said: "With the help of Israfel," he nodded to Xiao Liping, "the total number of threads we entered in 'Genesis' has reached seven hundred, which is already the throughput of the backdoor."
At the limit, our current peak calculation volume has reached 2374ppm (one part per million), and the chance of increasing the number of threads without being discovered by Genesis is basically 0."
"What about using scientific research allocation time to make shells? The research institutes affiliated with our company have 300ppm permissions and can contribute all of them." The Nordic man said in a deep voice. He thought for a while and drew a simple system architecture in the air, "Shell
The safe thickness is between 5 and 10ppm, plus an exchange loss of 1ppm. If our newly added threads use a tree structure, we should be able to reduce the risk and increase the calculated peak intensity to 2663ppm."
"I have a feeling that calculations can't find the final answer." Shamsher said.