Another little tales on the occasion of Friday. To understand who such Lila and Galactis can refer to
Jobs . Enjoy reading.
Leela began to get used to the new building rather quickly. It was clearly richer than its previous place, and it immediately caught the eye. Many free cafes that were kept by Galactis. And there were always people in them. In all the cafes, they caught a corporate network, and many worked there all day. On the way home, Leela looked into one of these cafes and picked up her favorite American ice. The saleswoman looked down at her a little. Here, this is usually not ordered, especially for free. In the fashion were frilly frappe and mocha with chocolate chips, whipped cream, cinnamon and in general all that you can think of. But Leela did not change her habits, and this choice of a simple drink gave her an equally simple origin.
She put the grocery bag to the table, made herself comfortable, and took a big sip. Sipping coffee and watching passersby is what calmed her down. Recent dismissal, job search, new job and new home. All this, frankly, it is somewhat strained. No, she liked Galactis, and she was very pleased with how things were going. But I needed an anchor.
Her neural network required support, stability, and the taste of the American with ice was the anchor that always rescued Lila. The day today was - frankly - lazy, and Lila slowly made plans for the evening. Everything that occurred to her was somehow connected with work. Work then, work ce. I wanted to be distracted. “Find yourself a girlfriend here? .." Leela asked herself and glanced around the hall. There were surprisingly not many visitors. Several people of course worked, one enthusiastically corresponded with someone and one seemed to be leaving. Meet, frankly , it was not particularly with anyone. Well, since nothing materialized more interestingly, Leela decided to finish her coffee, go home and do yoga, and in the evening look for information about these new strange monks.
When she got home, it became obvious that yoga and the monks would have to be put off a little. Besides, it seems there was entertainment for the evening. At the bottom of the grocery bag was a black plastic token the size of a coin. “So much for the greeting!” Flashed through her mind. Only settled, and already threw a bug. Now he is scanning her home network, corporate network, smart home, locks and trying to extract maximum benefit from it. Such bugs crack passwords, collect data, throw data and generally are terribly unpleasant devices. For the safety of their data, Leela did not particularly worry - it’s not such a hack to crack her. Corp networks are usually too. It remains a smart home, which is likely already hacked. But if a crowd of robbers does not break in through the open lock to it right now, then there is nothing terrible in this either. It will rewrite the firmware, change passwords and you can forget. In general, the idea looked rather useless and even stupid. Most of all she was angry about the fact that someone was already trying to break into her.
She already received such “gifts” and knew exactly what to do. First of all, she put the token in the shielding bag, which was always with her. Got my darling. A little later, it will be necessary to carry out the reverse engineering of this miracle of technology. Let's see how clean these unfortunate crackers work. The next step is to check the network logs. "In the cafe. One hundred percent in the cafe. While I was buying coffee. ”- Leela remembered that the young man, who was leaving while she was buying coffee, was passing near her bag. She didn’t notice anything suspicious at that moment. “Here is a bastard!” - Leela promised herself that when she met him, she would return the debt. A plan for revenge is still to be worked out, and she will surely meet him - there were practically no random people in this corpus, and those that were strictly taken into account. He was one of his own. So, no matter how big the company is, sooner or later she will find him.
When plans for revenge had already begun to ripen in her head, they knocked on the door. "Who else has brought? .." thought Leela, while she opened the door, which was not locked. I opened it and almost choked on yogurt, the bottle of which I held in my hand. On the threshold stood her cracker. Leela struggled not to pour this yogurt directly on him. “Can he just hit him?” I can...". While she stood choosing which plan is better, the young man decided to say hello.
- Hello! - He said, blurring in a smile. “Please do not rush or pour yogurt at me.” “My name is Kid,” he smiled wider and fell silent.
Leela was taken aback. There was a pause.
- Well, you probably know what my name is? - Leela sneaked.
- No, there was only a tracker in the bug so that I could find you. Check in the logs.
“Oh, I’ll check, do not hesitate,” Leela answered coldly.
Pause again.
“Leela,” she finally squeezed out.
- Very nice.
- Can you explain at the same time, why all this circus with a bug? - Leela began to breathe smoother.
- It's simple. First, you're new here - this is immediately obvious. And Galactis is a peculiar place. People here are not bad, but also unpleasant personalities (as elsewhere) are found. And they will not miss the chance to substitute your footboard, if they see in this some benefit for themselves.
“Thank you, but I can take care of myself.”
- Oh, I have no doubt - this time there were tricky notes in his smile, - But I'm afraid you underestimate the situation. What is not at all in Galactis, as in the rest of the corporation, is IT and neuroscience specialists. Rumor has it that some craftsmen even hack into a corporate network, and very difficult guys are working on its security. I'm sure you were one of the best hackers in the past. But here. Then you will not even notice how you are hacked.
“Okay, thanks for the warning.” It's all?
- And you are not at all interested in what is “secondly”?
Leela was interested, and she did not close the door, wondering what to say.
- It's simple! - Kid continued without waiting for an answer. - Secondly, I liked you. And you looked like a man who has no plans for the evening.
“Not true,” Leela began to blush.
- In general, I am waiting for you in an hour in the “Green Stump”. Hope to see you soon. - Kid turned and left, leaving Leela to stand in front of the open door.
First of all she checked the logs. No suspicious penetration or scanning attempts. “Hmm, it looks like it didn't even lie about the bug,” she noted. And “Green Stump” was one of the few places that she managed to like here. And the Kid himself was nothing. “Why not go? .. In the end, I wanted to have fun myself,” thought Leela. - “But I'll be late for at least an hour, let them be nervous.”