The richest man started taking advantage of loopholes after joining Alibaba.

23:00am.

Alibaba Binjiang Park.

The office was half empty, with only a few desk lamps on.

The cleaning lady pushed the vacuum cleaner in.

"Buzz—"

The vacuum cleaner devoured the crumbs and hair on the carpet.

The noise drowned out the keyboard sounds.

Lin Che sat in the corner.

On the screen, green code scrolls.

This is not a delete command.

It is a data transmission stream.

Progress bar: 99%.

He held a half-cup of cold coffee in his hand, his eyes fixed on the progress bar whose title bar was obscured by the Notepad window.

Alibaba's internal network has ample bandwidth, with 300MB of write speed per second.

The military-grade encrypted hard drive plugged into the USB port was flashing red lights rapidly.

"Still not gone?"

Footsteps.

Li Mo turned back to get the car keys, holding the half-eaten sandwich in his hand.

He stood behind Lin Che and glanced at the screen.

The code flows like a waterfall.

"Still deleting?"

Li Mo only saw the characters disappear.

Too many fragmented files.

Lin Che didn't turn around, but typed on the keyboard as if entering parameters, "I/O read and write speeds are too low. User behavior logs are too fragmented."

Li Mo took a bite of the sandwich.

"Delete it completely."

He patted Lin Che on the shoulder, quite forcefully, "Don't leave any hidden dangers. This low-value data is consuming too many resources, and the operations and maintenance team is complaining every day."

"rest assured."

Lin Che took a sip of coffee. "Not even a crumb left."

Li Mo nodded, took the car keys, and left.

"Buzz—"

The vacuum cleaner hit the chair leg.

Lin Che didn't move.

Hover your finger over the "Ctrl+C" key combination.

If Li Mo glances at it again, he cuts off the transmission and performs the actual deletion.

Li Mo did not.

He hummed a song as he walked out of the automatic doors.

In this place where only KPIs matter, nobody cares where the "garbage" goes.

As long as the report shows "Space has been released".

Lin Che watched the figure disappear.

on the screen.

The progress bar has jumped to 100%.

Transfer Complete.

Unplug the hard drive.

The red light is off.

This palm-sized black metal block contains 500 million living people.

Consumer habits, delivery address, social network, and the length of time one hesitates when bargaining.

A corner of the foundation of Alibaba's e-commerce building.

It is now Lin Che's private property.

1:00 AM.

Rental housing.

Lin Che inserted the hard drive into the laptop.

Switch your browser to AWS International Edition.

Orange interface, all in English.

That's another world.

No need for Alibaba's internal network, no need for application reports, no need to worry about Li Mo's opinion.

As long as you have money.

Lin Che clicked "Create Instance".

Scroll to the bottom of the configuration list.

【Instance Type: c3.8xlarge】

【vCPU: 32】

[Memory: 60 GiB]

【Region: Singapore & Tokyo (Dual-Active)】

AWS top-tier computing power.

Applying for this configuration within Alibaba requires approval from a vice president and involves a three-month waiting period.

Lin Che looked at the price.

【Total Monthly Cost: $50,000.00+】

Fifty thousand dollars.

One month's rent.

Lin Che took out his China Merchants Bank offshore card and entered the information.

My phone vibrated.

[China Merchants Bank Hong Kong Branch] Spending Alert: USD 50,000.00.

Payment successfully deducted.

Lin Che looked at the text message.

As calm as buying a bottle of water.

The spinning icon on the screen stopped.

【Your instances are now running.】

This is capital.

Turn resources that required begging and pleading into simple purchasing.

Lin Che opened the terminal.

The green cursor turns into AWS's signature orange.

ssh

Connection successful.

Type the command:

mount /dev/sdb1 /data/pdd

The hard drive is mounted to the Singapore server.

This is not a data migration.

It is physical isolation.

No matter how far Alibaba's reach is, it can't extend to Amazon's data centers.

.......

the next day.

9:30 AM.

Alibaba Binjiang Park.

Lin Che walked into Li Mo's office with an A4 sheet of paper in his hand.

Asset Disposal Completion Report.

"nailed it?"

Li Mo is reading the morning paper.

"Um."

Lin Che placed the report on the table. "I worked through the night last night and finished rewriting it."

Li Mo turned to the last page.

Screenshot of the operations and maintenance backend.

The red "Storage Warning" indicator turns into a smooth green line. Storage utilization: 0%.

"good."

Li Mo signed off, "The financial report looks much better now. Maintenance won't cause any trouble either."

He signed his name.

"Alright, let's turn the page."

Li Mo tossed the report into the "Archived" folder. "Next, I'll follow up on the inventory of administrative fixed assets..."

He wanted to get Lin Che away again.

"OK."

Lin Che did not refute.

I glanced at the file basket.

It contains more than just reports.

It's a piece of flesh that was cut from the heart of Alibaba's e-commerce business.

The surgeon, Li Mo, thought he was removing a tumor.

Lin Che returned to his workstation.

turn on computer.

Connect to the AWS remote terminal.

Open the configuration file: config.ini.

The cursor is on line 34: WECHAT_API_SECRET.

It was originally a blank page.

Lin Che copied a 64-bit string from the encrypted document.

Yesterday, I spent 30 million to "buy" the key in Tencent Meeting Room.

Paste.

Save.

Restart the service.

service pdd-core restart

Log scrolling.

No error message was displayed.

【Init WeChat SDK... OK】

【Auth Check... OK】

【API Level: S-Class (White List Active)】

Server Status: Online

S-level privileges. Whitelist exemption.

The core "viral fission" mechanism of Pinduoduo's model has been unsealed.

Lin Che picked up his phone.

Open the "WePinTuan" APP.

The interface refreshed.

It's no longer just a simple H5 shell.

Click on the "1 Yuan Group Purchase" link and forward it to your WeChat secondary account.

It wasn't intercepted.

No pop-up warning.

The link expands into a beautifully designed card in the WeChat chat window: 【We're group-buying a box of apples, one person needed, click here to join!】

Click.

Directly launch the app.

Silky smooth.

outside the window.

Traffic was congested at the entrance of the park during the morning rush hour, and countless Alibaba employees rushed around with their breakfasts in hand.

Unbeknownst to them, a black hole of data traffic had been created on the computer next to them.

It does not belong to Alibaba.

It belongs to Lin Che.

My phone vibrated.

WeChat message.

The sender's profile picture is a bloodstained knife.

Note: Brother Dao (leader of a professional "wool party").

[Dao Ge: Che Ge, I heard they switched to a new server? Is the old "One Slash 999" still working? Tens of thousands of WeChat accounts are itching for a boost. Alibaba's crackdown's been strict lately, we're out of work.]

Lin Che smiled.

Reply with three words.

Wait for my news, let's do something big.