Although he was an employee in the Communication Bureau, his hacking skills were still quite good, and these were also valued by the gangsters.
Gangsters nowadays were not the same as they used to be. Gangsters needed to develop their own power, especially their strength on the Internet. If they were not as good as others on the Internet, how could they fight against those people?
Right now, it wasn't about who was stronger or who had more strength, but who could develop faster.
If gangster bosses could have an advantage on the Internet, it would be easy for them to develop quickly.
However, Jiang Cheng had not realized the importance of this matter yet.
He lived on a relatively small street in Lindong Street, so he was not interested in this kind of sensitive information. Instead, he felt that what he was doing now was the right direction. If he had to choose again, he would not choose to develop his own power on the Internet.
"If I were given another chance, I'd definitely choose to cooperate with the mafia, join their power, and kill this bastard in front of me," the company employee muttered.
Jiang Cheng saw what the other party was thinking, so he said with a smile, "If you want to play with me, I advise you to wait for your next life. Otherwise, you will only be trampled under my feet for the rest of your life."
When Jiang Cheng spoke, his tone was particularly aggressive. It could be said that he did not take the other party seriously at all.
Usually, the people who appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes were quite powerful, and this company employee, Jiang Cheng almost did not take the other party seriously.
If it were not for the woman whom the other party had just flirted with, Jiang Cheng would have already left in disdain.
Then Jiang Cheng walked in front of the company employee again. He put his hands on his waist, looked at the other party condescendingly, and then asked, "I just asked you something. Are you going to answer me now? If you don't answer me, you can get out of my sight."
The company employee stood up abruptly and said angrily, "I don't want to see you anymore."
In fact, he had such an expression, but Jiang Cheng did not think so, because he felt that it was too normal.
If a person behaved weakly after being taught a lesson, then that person was useless because he didn't have his own opinions.
Because of this, Jiang Cheng had a different impression of the man. Suddenly, he reached out to stop the man and said, "If you do me a favor, I'll give you 10,000 yuan."
Jiang Cheng's suggestion directly stopped the other party's body. It could be said that Jiang Cheng's hand was useless. Instead, his words played a very crucial role.
"What do you need me to do? If I can do it well, I will do it. If I can't do it, there's nothing I can do even if you force me. "
Jiang Cheng said, "Don't worry. The task I'm giving you is very simple. You just need to help me find a phone number and I'll give you 10,000 yuan."
After that, Jiang Cheng directly took out 10,000 yuan notes from his briefcase and slapped the table with his palm. The table was originally made of low-quality wood, so when Jiang Cheng slapped it, it almost cracked.
When the deputy general manager next to him saw this scene, his eyes seemed to be crying. He was a little unhappy. "Don't f * cking break my table. Otherwise, I'll curse you."
Although Jiang Cheng had promised the deputy general manager 10,000 yuan, if he broke the table, the deputy general manager would still have to spend more money to buy a new one. He was quite unhappy about this.
In the communications bureau, it was almost impossible for an employee to get reimbursed because the deputy general manager was famous for being stingy. This was also the reason why the deputy general manager was unhappy just now.
"Jiang Cheng, watch your hands and feet. Don't hit my table. Otherwise, I won't be polite to you." The deputy general manager questioned Jiang Cheng.
"Oh." Jiang Cheng seemed to be indifferent and responded casually.
Then, he asked his subordinate, "Are you interested in the task I told you just now? Can you complete it? If you can complete it, then this 10,000 yuan is yours. "
Jiang Cheng pointed his finger at the stack of notes on the table, which was two to three centimeters high.
If it were any normal person, especially a rich but not well-off person, they would probably accept it.
However, the man hesitated for half a second. He thought to himself, "This can't be fake, right? If it's fake, I won't be willing to take this money. After all, fake money can be made easily. It's not worth much at all. "
Then, he asked Jiang Cheng, "Is this fake money? If it's fake, I don't want it. You'd better keep it for yourself. It's best if you take it to your grave. "
Jiang Cheng was a little unhappy. Then, he raised his tone ten times and questioned the man. "If you want it, then take it. If you don't want it, then get lost. If you don't want it, I'll give this task to someone else. You can do whatever you want. "
He almost gave the man a deadline. If the man still refused to agree, then the money would probably flow to the other members of the studio next door.
Suddenly, the man nodded and said to Jiang Cheng, "Leave this task to me." “
Then, he rushed to his computer desk, closed the window, and turned off the software.
When Jiang Cheng saw this, he thought to himself, "Why did he turn off the software?"
Actually, Jiang Cheng did not expect that the software would be useless for finding communication records. In other words, the man did not need the software at all. So, of course, he had to turn it off.
About ten minutes later, Jiang Cheng received a piece of good news. The other party exclaimed, "It's done."
Jiang Cheng suddenly rushed forward and asked, "What's done? Could it be that you've already found out my phone number? "
The man cocked his head and raised his chin high. Then, he pointed his finger at a printer next to him.
Jiang Cheng was a little puzzled. He asked, "Why are you pointing at him? Is there something in here?"
The man smiled and said, "Of course there's something in here. You'll find out later."
Then, a creaking sound came from the printer, and a piece of paper fell out.
Jiang Cheng reached out and grabbed the piece of paper. Then, he held it in front of him.
When he looked at the piece of paper, he murmured in his heart, "This is the call record between me and the captain of the traffic police team. Now, I finally got it. How lucky."
If it were not for this man's help, it would have been quite difficult for Jiang Cheng to get this piece of paper. So, perhaps Jiang Cheng really needed to thank him. Soon, Jiang Cheng handed the stack of 10,000 yuan notes that he had placed on the table to the company's employee.
The Deputy General Manager saw this scene. His heart was bleeding. She thought to herself, "If only this money was given to me. How good would that be?"
However, he was also a little greedy. Jiang Cheng only promised him 10,000 yuan, not 20,000 yuan. Before this, he had already received 10,000 yuan.
Because he had done everything he needed to do, there was no reason for Jiang Cheng not to give him the money. Jiang Cheng had always been a man of integrity, unlike the deputy general manager. Integrity was the most important thing to him.
In the Lung Hing Society, if there was no integrity, then his subordinates would almost never obey his orders.
After that, Jiang Cheng left the Communication Bureau. When he walked to the side of the road, he found that there were more and more pedestrians around him. Then, he called the number of the traffic police team captain.
"I really hope that the person who answers this time is the captain," Jiang Cheng murmured. He was actually still a little uncertain.
If he called the wrong number this time, then he would have to go back to the Communication Bureau again. Now that he had no money, if he asked the Communication Bureau for help again, he did not know whether the other party would be willing or not.
Trembling, Jiang Cheng put the phone to his ear and waited for the other party to pick up.
After a beep, Jiang Cheng quickly said, "Hello, I'm Jiang Cheng. Are you the captain of the World Traffic Police Team?"
The other party hesitated for a moment and did not answer Jiang Cheng immediately. Generally speaking, if it was the captain, he would respond immediately when he heard his name being called.
Now that he did not respond, it proved that Jiang Cheng had called the wrong number.
Jiang Cheng could not help but break out in a cold sweat because he knew this very well. If the other party did not respond in time, how could it be him?
"Oh my god, did I call the wrong number again? Did I get the wrong number again?"
Jiang Cheng was a little embarrassed. However, after a second, the other party suddenly replied, "Yes, I'm the captain of the World Traffic Police Team. But your name is Jiang Cheng. Why don't I know you?"
Jiang Cheng was puzzled. He thought to himself, "This captain doesn't know me?"
Before he could say anything, the captain of the traffic police team added, "Are you? The Jiang Cheng of the Huaxia Lung Hing Society. "
As soon as he heard this, Jiang Cheng's gloomy face turned red again. He said, "Yes, I'm Jiang Cheng."
"You should know me now, right? Everyone has heard of the Dragonrise Association. There's no way you wouldn't know about it. "
When Jiang Cheng said this, a disdainful laugh came from the other end of the phone. The other party said with a smile, "Haha, how dare the Lung Hing Society be so arrogant? Even the Pallard family next door has never said such arrogant words to me. Be careful that you won't be able to protect yourself."
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