With Hoffman's promise, Hollande was not worried. Zhou Shuo's statement was just a threat. Something like a customer is God, and it will always appear in the perfect competition market. Unfortunately, neither the telephone line nor the Internet is considered perfect competition. Even in Seattle, it is not an exaggeration to say that SBC is a one-handed one.

"You'd better think clearly. Without the operation of our Berkeley company, there would definitely be no other company that could do a 10g fiber optic line." Hollande said in a negative test.

"Don't worry, we'll meet again soon." Zhou Shuo looked at him meaningfully. SBC is indeed a giant, but Hoffmann cannot absolutely represent it.

"I hope you can figure it out sooner." Hollande shook his head, turned around and left. Since the price could not be negotiated and SBC would not recognize other companies to do this business, so he had to wait.

Anyway, Berkeley is not expecting this project to survive, and time is on their side. On the contrary, in Hollande's view, Zhou Shuo's cannot be afforded. The room on this floor of the Marriott Hotel costs thousands of dollars a day, and such a pure cost will only increase with time.

However, almost at the same time, the largest web forum in the United States has been upside down. The web forum is a collection of forums similar to Xilu. It has 65 sub-sites, more than 6,000 IP visits, and more than 4,000 posts per day. At least in 1995, many future celebrities were his users.

In this way, a post suddenly appeared at the top of all sub-forums with a wide influence. The number of clicks on this post that was topped by the forum managers suddenly rose rapidly like a rocket.

"President Orf. You'd better come and see this." Orf of the company was awakened by the sound of the phone. He closed his eyes and picked up the microphone. He heard the voice of the vice president on duty coming from inside.

"Well, it's better to be useful news." Orff muttered, sitting up from the bed.

In 1995, PuSeRVE was the second largest network access service provider in the United States. Although they were the first commercial company to provide network access services, they quickly fell to the second place as the American Online caught up. This is particularly intolerable for Orff, who is the pioneer of Internet business.

He got up from the bed with a sleepy eyes, wrote down the URL orally described by the vice president on duty on the phone. He opened the computer in a daze, connected to the Internet, ran the browser, and then entered the URL of the web site.

Almost in a moment, his sleepiness completely disappeared.

The top of the forum. The red title quickly attracted his attention. A compression algorithm that can double the current network speed? God bless the United States! Is this the gospel of angels?

He clicked on the link with a little trembling and took several minutes to open the post. This abnormal opening speed shows that the server of the web site must be experiencing a serious overload now.

But no matter what, posts involving Internet speed can always touch everyone's hearts. Orff does not have this leisure to worry about the web.

This article is quite professional, and if you are not a professional in software or mathematics, it will seem difficult. English is different from Chinese, and you can also use guessing to roughly estimate the same meaning. If English is quite "professional", you can simply not even guess.

If you don’t read professional dictionaries, Americans will almost open their eyes and open their eyes.

Fortunately, Orff is definitely not among the "unprofessional" people. He even saw several familiar ids in the reply below the post.

He carefully read the main post. The post was not long, but he still read it for a long time. Thinking about an academic issue seriously is something he hasn't experienced in a long time.

His wife got up from the bed, obviously getting used to his time-dependent work rhythm. She kissed him and asked, "Dear, do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?"

"No. I don't think I don't have time to have coffee." He refused: "Look for the company's contact form in my drawer-"

Orff put on his clothes, stood up and said, "Here I call the company's cto and cio, I want them to gather at the company now."

"Okay, do you want me to call the driver?" They brought him leather shoes, worried about whether his condition is suitable for driving.

"It's too late, I have to go to the company right away."

Orff said and walked, and there was not even time to make a phone call, so he pushed the door open and walked out.

In the office building of PuSe RVE, the extinguished lights were lit up one by one. One after another, one car after another was parked in the parking lot in front of it, and the executives in suits and tie ran desperately regardless of their demeanor.

"Olf, you've seen that post too!" CTO of PuSeRVE, the technical director of technical director Bewasson, is a very beautiful lady. Although lack of sleep is a natural enemy of beauty, she doesn't care about complaining at this time. The Internet is still an emerging industry, and any leading is not insurable. Every technological revolution represents the expansion of the market and will also mean the market's reshuffle.

Whether the company eats meat or drinks soup depends on whether it can seize this opportunity.

"It was just that I saw it that I called this meeting." Orff nodded and said, "Baywaxson, can you implement the compression algorithm described in that post?"

"No problem, I have convened a team from the technical department. Although it is impossible to take out the finished product immediately, it will be fine to test the algorithm soon." Bewasson nodded and said urgently.

"That's good." Orff turned his head and looked at Cio Stewart, the abbreviation of the Chief Information Officer, who was responsible for the intelligence work of the entire company: "Stuart, we cannot wait until the experimental results come out before taking action. You will start collecting information about this information now. Who is its inventor? How to find him? Has he applied for a patent? In short, I have to know everything about this technology."

"Okay, I will organize an investigation immediately, and I believe there will be results soon." Stewart grabbed the phone in his hand, opened his notebook and started dialing one by one.

Such a scenario appears almost at the same time in Ai.com and Prodigy. These two companies, plus PuSeRVE, are the top three American network access service providers, and they account for 80% of the ISP provider market.

Although the three companies belong to different cities and even different time zones, the sudden tension is not bad at all.

For these three companies, it is almost every minute of the time now. Everyone knows that those who run behind others will be abandoned in the market. Even if a strong man who occupies a leading position in the industry is accidentally a dust of history.

Time flies, and the hour hand has deviated from the 12 o'clock position. Before everyone knows it, the calendar has turned a page.

"The preliminary test results have come out!" Bewasson shouted excitedly, holding her laptop and breaking into Orff's office.

Orff, whose eyes were red, rubbed his face with his hands and walked over quickly and asked, "How about it, can the compression effect meet the design requirements?"

Bewasson nodded excitedly and said, "It can reach a design level of 95%. Since this compression technology does not use a fixed compression table, it also needs to transmit the compressed table generated by the algorithm instantly when transmitting data, so the transmission speed is a little worse. After using this compression algorithm by the 28.9kbps modem, it is estimated that it can reach a transmission speed of 56k!"

"Enough!" Orff took a deep breath and said, "This will completely change the current Internet speed. The spring of the Internet is coming soon."

"The only thing I worry about is whether the company can survive this pre-dawn night and live until the next spring..."

"President Orff, this dark period is probably not very easy. There is news about the patent inquiry." Stewart also pushed open the door and walked in, pushed a piece of paper in front of Orff, and said: "This compression algorithm has not only applied for software patents, but also physical patents for integrated circuits, all of which belong to a Chinese named Shuo Zhou."

"Chinese?" Orff was stunned. Although he was also very surprised that China had such technology, it was not the time to ask the bottom line. He calmed down his surprise and asked, "So, the posts on the web forum were also posted by this Shuo. Zhou?"

Stewart placed the remaining thick stack of documents on his desk, shook his head and said, "No, this ID belongs to a middle-level project leader at Microsoft. His name is James. The ERP system he is responsible for comes from this Shuo Zhou."

"We don't know what role this James is in this matter. I checked their business scope and obviously there is no correlation with the compression algorithm technology."

"Okay, no matter how he got this article for now. Book a plane ticket immediately, we're going to Seattle." Orff picked up the paper containing the patent information and looked carefully.
Chapter completed!