C369 With a Flip of His Hand the Company Collapsed

A grotesque image of dog feces splattered across the computer screen, marking the most mortifying moment Zheng Zishi had ever experienced.

"Damn it, who's got the guts to hack my computer?"

Zheng Zishi stroked his bald head and dove into action, his fingers dancing swiftly over the keyboard as he mounted his counterattack.

Within a mere minute, both the server and screen were back to normal