Eight o'clock in the morning.

Sunshine spreads all over the pearl.

The noise of the city remains.

Poor office workers crowded the subway, stepping out of the ground and into canned office buildings, sitting in the cell of the prison, turning on the computer and continuing their previous work.

What?

You said there was a cyber war last night, and the whole network of China almost collapsed?

OK, trust you.

The question is, where did the network crash?

Why do we have to work normally? There are still some unfinished tasks in the computer.

Want to fool us into working people with such boring things?

Funny!

All the holidays of...