Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"Will the rectification affect the company?" Wang Zhaoyun's eyes were filled with apprehension. He finally got a job, so don't let anything happen to him!

"I don't know too well. I only heard that some forums have been required to rectify before. After the rectification, those who meet the requirements will be fine. If they still don't meet the requirements, something may happen." Colleagues are also worried, watching the company's operations Get up, if something happens, I have nowhere to cry.

Wang Zhaoyun sat uneasy in the office, opened the mutual trust game trial group, and heard the news from nowhere, and it became a mess, asking Wang Zhaoyun's situation one after another.

Wang Zhaoyun bit her lip and replied in the group, [Everyone calm down, Mr. Ji is discussing this matter with the people above, there must be no problem. ]

Whether there is a problem or not, Wang Zhaoyun's heart is also hanging in the air, but facing the big guys, he dare not show his panic. If he panics, the people in the group may panic even more.

Look, [I really like mutual trust. ]

Wang Zhaoyun had mixed feelings in his heart. Looking at the news that came out one after another in the group, he suddenly had a second brother who knew him a little bit.

There are only more than 100 people in my group, and I always know that they are real people who want to eat and have their own personalities. I have to allocate work to them equally, and I have to constantly read their private messages to understand their situation. , and at the same time do a good job.

I have more than 100 people, and I have a great responsibility on my shoulders. The group under the second brother can affect tens of thousands of people, tens of thousands of people who have relatives, friends and lovers, real people.

Wang Zhaoyun didn't even dare to think about the pressure.

Wang Zhaoyun sighed, and received news in the mutual trust group that there was a meeting.

Wang Zhaoyun immediately turned the phone to silent, and hurried to the meeting room to see other colleagues, also very impatient.

The meeting room was a little quieter than usual. Wang Zhaoyun sat in his seat and looked up nervously at Ji Lianhuo who was sitting in the main seat.

Suffering such a sudden change, Ji Lianhuo couldn't see any emotion on his face, and he sat calmly on the president's seat as usual.

Looking at Ji Lianhuo's appearance, Wang Zhaoyun didn't know why, but his heart seemed to feel more at ease.

"Mutual trust will be rectified for [-] consecutive days from today." Ji Lianhuo looked serious, "All the news sent by users in the past will be strictly reviewed, vulgar and extreme content will be banned, and new review requirements will be posted in the mutual trust group.

The audit department needs to train a batch of inspectors to work as soon as possible, and delete the news that violates the regulations..."

Wang Zhaoyun looked at Ji Lianhuo and heaved a long sigh of relief.

The [-]th day of rectification and stricter review, although it is very troublesome, but judging from the current situation, my job can be regarded as saved.

After Ji Lianhuo finished speaking, the person in charge of the procuratorial department stood up, his eyes full of perplexity.

"Mr. Ji, in the past few months in the 'world' of mutual trust, there have been nearly hundreds of thousands of posts. The workload of the current inspectors is very heavy. Just reviewing the new posts every day is barely enough, let alone re-examined before. For the hundreds of thousands of entries, recruiting and training will take time, and [-] days is far from enough."

Looking at the people in the audit department, Wang Zhaoyun pinched his mobile phone and quickly posted the news of the recruitment of short-term inspectors to the group. After a pause in the group, there was a lot of positive responses. Wang Zhaoyun rolled his eyes and raised his hand high.

"What's the matter?" Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaoyun.

"I have some people here, who are the former game trial personnel." Wang Zhaoyun stood up, saw everyone looking at him, and pulled his clothes a little nervously.

"They are very familiar with mutual trust. After I asked briefly in the group, at least there are people who want to do short-term inspections..." Wang Zhaoyun looked at more and more responses, "There are at least five or sixty people."

When the people in the audit department heard this, they couldn't help being a little excited, "Really?"

"Really!" Wang Zhaoyun nodded confidently while holding the phone.

"The two departments will conduct personnel docking, and start working as soon as possible after the training." Ji Lianhuo Dingyin, "After [-] days, the relevant departments will conduct another review on mutual trust, and we must pass it!"

The news that Huxin was required to make rectifications appeared in the newspaper eloquently. Even Mrs. Cheng knew that Huxin Company was going to carry out [-]-day rectification. Ji Lianhuo was not seen at the dinner table, and she asked Wang Zhaomou worriedly.

As a person who has been impacted by the information age, Wang Zhaomou is somewhat familiar with this matter.

With the popularization of the Internet, various mobile phone software emerges one after another, and the information on the Internet is mixed. If you want to regulate this information, you can only regulate the platform that releases the information.

Because of the rectification incident, mutual trust will receive a little impact, but it can also promote its standardized management. In the future when the situation will become more and more tightened, the existence of standardized management is a good thing.

Wang Zhaomou picked up a newspaper from the dining table, which contained some critics' opinions on mutual trust rectification.

People from all walks of life come out to step on mutual trust, saying that mutual trust provides a hotbed for all kinds of sex and violence, with bad intentions, but Wang Zhaomou clearly knows that Ji Lianhuo's purpose in developing mutual trust is not these.

Amid the scolding, only a minority remained rational, expounding on the advantages of mutual trust and the convenience that mutual trust provides to people, and believed that as long as mutual trust is seriously rectified, there will be a broader world in the future.

Wang Zhaomou put down the newspaper, looked at the food in front of him, and tapped his knuckles on the table.

Mutual Trust Company, in the president's office, the head of the operation department stood aside, looking at Ji Lianhuo's gaze at the newspaper in front of him with some anxiety.

Some people in the small newspapers said it was ugly. They compared mutual trust to a prostitution den, and the boss of mutual trust to a procuress.

The head of the operation department looked at the boss, and tentatively said, "Mr. Ji, these people wrote this on purpose, just to attract people's attention. We are already looking for the author to draft a draft to criticize this situation. Within a week, we will be able to write this Momentum down."

Looking away from the newspaper, Ji Lianhuo looked indifferent, and nodded slightly to the head of the operation department, with a steady tone. "Mutual trust has just started, so we can't leave such an impression on the public, so we should issue a document to clarify it as soon as possible."

The head of operations nodded again and again, looking at the boss's face, he didn't seem to be angry at all, and his tone was the same as usual. He had to praise the boss's psychological quality from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing the director of operations leave, Ji Lianhuo turned on the computer to work as usual. The mutual trust file transfer function can save a lot of printing and binding procedures.

The office door was knocked three times, and the rhythm was inexplicably familiar. Ji Lianhuo paused for the hand holding the mouse, and raised his head in a heartbeat, seeing the man who pushed the door in.

"Brother Zhaomou!" Ji Lianhuo froze on the spot, with a pleasant smile on his cheeks, he stood up immediately, forgot to put down the mouse in his hand, and walked towards the person in front of him while pulling the mouse string.

Wang Zhaomou had a smile on his lips, and behind him was Mrs. Cheng carrying an insulated lunch box.

When Ji Lianhuo saw Mrs. Cheng, he immediately calmed down, looked at the mouse in his hand, and leaned over to put it on the table.

"Xiao Ji, we're worried about you!" Mrs. Cheng closed the office door and lifted the lunch box onto Ji Lianhuo's desk.

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou through Mrs. Cheng, the corners of his lips curled up, and there was a deep unresolved affection in his eyes.

"When we read those people in the newspaper, they really say everything, and what they say is really ugly." Mrs. Cheng muttered as she opened the lunch box.

"Before I saw them write about the private lives of those celebrities, I felt very uncomfortable. It's none of your business when people get married and divorced. They insist on publicizing it everywhere, and they also say that their children are not beautiful..."

Ji Lianhuo stared intently at the man in front of him, and unconsciously raised a smile.

"Oh, Xiao Ji." Mrs. Cheng was laying out the lunch box when she suddenly saw the newspaper on the table, "What are you reading, the more you read, the more angry you get, don't read, let's eat!"

Wang Zhaomou lowered his eyes, glanced at the newspaper on Ji Lianhuo's desk, and looked at Mrs. Cheng, "Sister-in-law Cheng, Zhaoyun is here too, do you want to take a look?"

"Master Zhaoyun is here too?" Mrs. Cheng was a little surprised, "I haven't seen Master Zhaoyun for a long time."

Seeing this, Ji Lianhuo immediately called for someone to take Mrs. Cheng to see Wang Zhaoyun. As soon as the office door closed, he couldn't wait to hug Wang Zhaomou tightly, looked down at his sweetheart, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Brother Zhaomou, why did you come to see me?"

Wang Zhaomou turned his face, took the newspaper on the table, and threw it into the trash can in the office.

"It's okay Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lian Huo Ergen blushed involuntarily, feeling sweet in his heart.

Ji Lianhuo has long been used to others pointing at his nose with disgusting eyes, scolding the disaster star, scolding the scourge, and he has heard all the ugly words. Now it is just a newspaper, and the two sides have not even met each other. Words on paper have almost no lethality.

Since he was brought home by Brother Zhaomou, anyone who insulted him would be countered by Brother Zhaomou. Su Yunwen was kicked out of the villa, Wang Zhaoyun was slapped. Now it is just some words in the newspaper. Brother Zhaomou also protects himself and does not want to let See these things for yourself.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his head and buried it in the neck of the person in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

"The meal is getting cold." Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and patted Ji Lianhuo's back with a gentle voice.

"eat first."

Ji Lianhuo reluctantly let go of the person in front of him, and sat at the desk, staring at Wang Zhaomou while eating food.

Ji Lianhuo's computer was turned on, Wang Zhaomou moved the mouse on the table back to its original position, and saw the contents of the computer.

This is a plan to deal with the dynamics of increasing mutual trust. In order to reduce the pressure of review, build a program to specifically capture sensitive words and let reviewers give priority to manual review.

"Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo swallowed the food in his mouth, "What do you think of this plan?"

"This solution is only useful for text, but in the future more pictures, animations, and even videos will be used." Wang Zhaomou stood at his desk, looked down at the computer screen, and moved the mouse.

Holding the lunch box, Ji Lianhuo saw the curve of the person in front of him on one side of his face, and his cheeks turned red instantly.

The food in hand seems to be more delicious.

Ji Lianhuo blushed, staring intently at the scene in front of him, and took the rice into his mouth.

After reading the whole plan, Wang Zhaomou got up and looked at Ji Lianhuo, "The content of mutual trust dynamics will increase in the future. Manual review alone is not enough. This plan is a good starting point."

"Yeah." Ji Lianhuo nodded with a blushing face, saw brother Zhaomou looking into his hand, looked down, and found that the lunch box was empty.

With a little smile in his eyes, Wang Zhaomou walked forward slowly, with a tone of spring breeze.

"Open your mouth."

Ji Lianhuo blushed, opened his mouth with green eyes.

Wang Zhaomou took something out of his suit jacket pocket, peeled off the outer packaging, put it against Ji Lianhuo's lips, and put it in his mouth.

Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips and tasted the taste in his mouth, the grape-flavored fudge, sweet and delicious.