Xu Xiangbei finally realized the terrifying problem: many of the company's games are not online, and if the server explodes, half of the company's foundation would collapse.
"Don't you have powerful hacker skills to track down this guy?"
Shan Mingzhi looked dejected, shaking his head: "I can't track him down; this person is a veteran. His mainframe is hidden among tens of millions of computers worldwide, and my skills can't handle him."
"Is there really no way?"
A glimmer flashed in Shan Mingzhi's small eyes: "Unless, we find someone to help me."
"Oh, someone whom Director Shan trusts must be no ordinary person. Who are you going to find to help you?"
"The first one is Liu Ningyan who once developed the game Ancient Moon Red Dust."
Xu Xiangbei laughed. When Shan Mingzhi said he couldn't track that hacker, Liu Ningyan's name was already on his mind—indeed, great minds think alike—he didn't expect Shan Mingzhi would also recommend Liu Ningyan.
