Start with a prosthetic shop

Chapter 231
"The seckill activity on our company's e-commerce platform has a big loophole, and it needs to be called back and redone. These days, our project team has been exhausted..." Burns lamented, and began to follow slowly. Lynn complained.

Lynn was also shocked.

"Seckill activity, what spike activity?"

"Don't you know? It's the seckill activity that major e-commerce platforms have been carrying out all along. Well, the templates are all developed by us..."

"It's all developed by you?" Lynn couldn't help being surprised, wondering why this happened so coincidentally.However, there is also a boundary between the network of the region and the region, so it is reasonable.

"...But during this period of time, some customers reported that the products for the event were never snatched by normal users, but fell into the hands of some scalpers, and finally flowed into the secondary market..."

Speaking of this, Burns sighed again, and said angrily: "These scalpers are really damned, they made me have to work overtime again."

Lynn nodded and said:
"really."

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and Lynn left first, and when he returned home, he saw on the terminal that Fleger was showing off the prize he had just picked up.

"【picture】"

"Look at this. It's worth more than 1000 yuan. I finally got it. I can go out and have a big meal in the past few days."

Lin En made a few perfunctory words, as if he remembered something by chance, and told Fleger what he saw and heard just now, but the other party said:
"Don't worry, those words are scaring people. For such a long time, I haven't seen what measures those companies can take."

Lynn shrugged.

"hope so."

In just a few days, the relevant departments of Anning City suddenly announced that they wanted to rectify the chaos on the Internet.

Where did the first cut come from?Of course, it started from the aspect of panic buying. After some investigation, the company found that many people used cleverness and used programs to snap up goods.

What's more, there are even many accounts operating at the same time.

No matter how fast the hand is, it is impossible to be faster than the machine, and there is absolutely no possibility of grabbing the goods.

This obviously harms the interests of the company.

The goods are all robbed by scalpers, how can the effect of the promotional activities be reflected?
The solution is also very simple, just add a few identification verification codes, or add some detection components, the company always has a way to deal with it, so as to cut off the income of these scavengers.

This morning, Lynn was not too surprised. He knew that this kind of money could be earned day by day, and sooner or later others would find the loophole.

Fleger was not so calm anymore. He called Lynn non-stop after he found out that the income he depended on had vanished.

"Quick, quick, do you know about this? It's just that they said they were going to do some sunny activities..."

"Didn't I say it before, you didn't seem to have heard it at the time..." Lynn said speechlessly.

"That was at that time!" Flaige was anxious, and hurriedly asked: "Then what should we do? If he adds this recognition function, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" Lynn said naturally. : "With the recognition function, it will definitely not be able to scan, so let's make cold salad."

"Where does our money come from?"

Lin En felt a little puzzled, and said: "What us, who are you and us? I have my own job."

"Designing this program is just to earn some extra money. How can you rely on him to survive?"

beep……

beep.

The phone was hung up.

At this moment, Flaige in a certain rental house listened to the busy tone from the terminal, and still felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, thinking to himself:
"There are always more solutions than difficulties, and there will always be a little chance." So he fiddled with the computer for a long time without believing in evil, but in the end he failed to make any progress.

The original snap-buying method has completely failed.

Can't grab something.

The original wool group has been fried, and most of them are complaining about the changes in the external environment, while others have escalated their complaints into cursing, and their yin and yang are angry.

But these are useless.

Without the rush to send money from the company, Fleige lost his source of income. In addition, he spent a lot of money on weekdays and had no plans to save money at all. Naturally, he would have no money to eat.

He hired someone to design the program, and asked various places such as forum groups. In the end, Fleger couldn't find a solution, and his life went from bad to worse.

Where does the money come from?

Fleger slumped on the chair, feeling that his future was bleak.Although he is only 15 years old this year, he quit school early.He made a living out of taking advantage of big corporate publicity campaigns, and nothing else.

After eating the last pancake at home and looking at the few cans of energy drinks left, he finally decided to go out and find some work.

He stopped in front of the construction site,
Hunger drove him, and he has now completely forgotten that he had said before, when he was full of ambition:
I will never work in my life.

The daily work on the construction site is probably to move bricks and steel bars. Under the scorching sun, Fleger, who was already weak, was sweating profusely, and his daily income could barely maintain food and clothing, and he could barely save any money. No more.

While in a trance, the robot foreman at the side walked towards him while turning its tracks, and scolded: "Don't hurry up and do your work. Why are you in a daze!"

So I deducted ten yuan from my salary.

Feeling resentful, Fleger suddenly remembered what Lynn said, and heaved a deep sigh.

"...Perhaps I should have learned a craft a long time ago, so that I won't be reduced to such a fate."

……

"The recent economic situation seems to be very bad..." Lynn passed by a construction site in Clan Street and looked inside curiously.

There are more and more people moving bricks every day.

In a sense, this is caused by the tightening of policies, but perhaps the relevant decision makers have long anticipated the current situation, and are just rationally allocating idle labor in society.

Lynn shook his head.

It doesn't matter.

It's not his turn either.

At this stage, reselling flash-killed goods online can only be regarded as an addition to his income, and he does not mainly rely on this to make money.

Not to mention the income from selling prosthetic limbs for everyday use, these days, he can make a fortune just by going out and shooting balloons.

The owners of the balloon stalls around this street have already gotten to know him well, and some of them told Lynn nicely that they hoped that he would not come to their home to shoot targets in the future.

There are also some bosses who don't care, thinking that Lin En came to make a little money and attract other people's attention by the way, which is not a big deal.

There is also a kind of boss, when he saw Lynn from afar, he had already closed the stall and fled, such as this one now.

"Hey, don't go!"

Lynn yelled.

Whoosh.

The boss turned a blind eye to it, and directly put away all the air guns and prizes in his booth. It turned out that he was going to close the booth, and then stuffed them into the truck next to him, and walked away.

In desperation, Lynn had no choice but to open the map of the city.

He has already cleaned up all the balloon stalls around here, and if he wants to find them next, he can only walk further.

Lynn's eyes froze.

The place where his eyes rested was the famous playground of this generation.

(End of this chapter)