Chapter 3: An Introduction

Since its activation, the A-class frequency of the Milan Communications Relay Station has only been activated twice, with each activation receiving five-digit complaints. It is important to note that activating an A-class frequency equates to unrestricted bandwidth exploitation, rendering any normal communication impossible.

Urgent telegrams came one after another. Normally, such urgent telegrams would keep the entire relay station busy for a whole day or even a week. However, at this moment, Yan Qingfeng and Lei Yanping were comfortably seated on their stools, chatting leisurely.

At that moment, the urgent ringing of the phone sounded again. Yuan Lu didn't even look at the number and habitually forced a smile on his face: "Hello, General Manager Kong... I already know, and I will handle it immediately! You can rest assured, we have received nearly 100 complaints, and we have urgently opened two detour lines, yes. Yes, yes, the detour lines cannot meet the customers' needs, so we are urgently making repairs and have already notified Milan Co.! I will handle it immediately, you can rest assured, we have received nearly 100 complaints, and we have urgently opened two detour lines, yes. Yes, yes, the detour lines cannot meet the customers' needs, so we are urgently making repairs and have already notified Milan Co...."

He certainly understands that during the last time they opened Class A frequencies for that important figure, all the bandwidth of the entire relay station was diverted, resulting in a complete lack of network connectivity for a full eleven days. Even text chatting became a luxury, pushing every employee at the edge of the galaxy to the brink of collapse

... ...

He has already witnessed the scene of five-digit complaints flying towards the headquarters of Galaxy Communications, when Major Ling Gulan on the opposite side interjected, saying: "It's alright, I will explain this matter clearly to Uncle Liu"

The conversation had not yet concluded when the connection to the Short Sword was established: "Short Sword, this is Major Lin Gulan, what is the matter?"

Due to Yuan Lu's deliberate delay, it took a full three minutes for Yan Qingfeng to receive the urgent telegram from the Helan headquarters: "Order Milan Station to immediately restore normal operations, and all illegal communication connections must be cleared immediately"

Manager Yuan? Lawyer Yuan? Yan Qingfeng has also heard of the great name of Lawyer Yuan in the library: "However, your revenge is quite ruthless!"

Lei Yanping had to consider what to do: "Yan Qingfeng!"

Hmm? A voice of confusion came from the other side. Yan Qingfeng had to explain: "I understand your soldiers, but right now there are at least 1,400 concurrent downloads happening frantically, along with over 200 video on-demand requests, not to mention..."

When the term "Forty-Seventh Fleet" was mentioned again, Lei Yanping finally understood: "Is it the Tian Shi star system? Is it that person?"

The two activations were for the purpose of providing escort for the election of the Alliance President in the nearby three star regions, and the other was for the transit of a significant figure behind Galactic Communications. During the remaining periods, even when the General Manager and Chairman of Galactic Communications were transiting together, only a Super B+ channel was activated.

Yan Qingfeng had just intended to respond when Lei Yanping preemptively answered: "It is needed for military purposes"

Yan Qingfeng has already completed the activation of Class A frequency at lightning speed: "Thank you very much for Major Lin Gulan's understanding, the Class A channel has now begun to connect"

Class A frequency band? Did I mishear, or has Yan Qingfeng gone mad

He not only wants to make it so that Lei Yanping has no way out within Galaxy Communications, but also to ensure that she faces a dead end in the entire telecommunications industry. According to convention, the supervisor of the new company will call to inquire about Lei Yanping's performance at Galaxy Communications. At that time, the HR manager will present a resume filled with numerous blemishes, which will completely ruin Lei Yanping's future.

Although he must restore normal communication as soon as possible, at this moment, Yuan Lu let out a cold snort, preparing to contact the human resources manager: "Lei Yanping, let you see my methods; even if you want to change jobs, there is no way out!"

As a prominent figure ranked among the top five at the Helan Star District headquarters, Yuan Lu can easily deal with minor employees like Xiang Lei and Yan Ping: "Yes, yes, yes! However, there is an employee at the Milan Relay m.hetushu.com.com site who has a very poor attitude; they hung up directly without providing any reason. I have been unable to contact them again, and I am currently looking for their supervisor to impose severe punishment! Understood, understood, we must enforce strict penalties, and I will find a way immediately." However, there is an employee at the Milan Relay m.hetushu.com.com site who has a very poor attitude; they hung up directly without providing any reason. I have been unable to contact them again, and I am currently looking for their supervisor to impose severe punishment! Understood, understood, we must enforce strict penalties, and I will find a way immediately.

Although Galactic Communications has an obligation to serve the Alliance military, it is indeed excessive to directly activate Class A channels for the military at such border relay stations in the absence of an emergency situation

Just as she was puzzled by her own actions, Yan Qingfeng had already expressed gratitude for Lin Gulan's proactive speed-limiting mode: "Thank you for your assistance. May I invite Major Lin for a cup of tea?"

There is nothing! Yan Qingfeng's response is very wise: "Let us do our utmost to ensure the communication support for the 47th Fleet!"

The bandwidth occupied by Class A channels decreased significantly after this command; however, Lei Yanping despaired to find that, despite the considerable reduction, it still occupied nearly seventy percent of the bandwidth. These eager soldiers began to explore every possible form of entertainment. Lei Yanping even discovered that many requests were directed towards certain websites that made her blush.

"Eh?" Just as Yan Qingfeng let out a surprised exclamation, Director Liu and Deputy Director Hu finally appeared in the duty room: "Yan Qingfeng, what are you doing? President Yuan has called my phone, furious, saying that after serving in the Galaxy for seventeen years, this is the first time he has encountered such a situation. What on earth have you done?"

The 47th Fleet will remember your assistance, as we have been without any network connection for a full seven days. The soldiers are very tense, thank you very much

What she does not understand is why Yan Qingfeng, after making such a crazy move, did not immediately cut off the connection. Perhaps the battle communication she heard at the beginning left her dazed. However, she has already accumulated a perfect work record of twenty-three months with *Tu* Shuyue at Galaxy Communications. If she works for another thirteen months, she can proudly walk into a small interstellar communication company with a substantial income

There are no issues! I will do my utmost to provide all assistance! As long as you do not mind that Milan is somewhat rudimentary

In the moment of Lei Yanping's surprise, Yan Qingfeng had already activated an A-class frequency: "Alright, I understand this feeling of despair"

Understood! Lin Gulan immediately issued an order to Leng Jianchuan: "Switch to speed limit mode, let everyone exercise some restraint, after all, this is the best network service we have received since departing from the Tian Shi star system"

This is merely a formality; even taking a shower requires traveling to a supply station several light-years away. The Milankovitch Relay Station is not equipped to host a lady for tea, yet Lingulan agreed: "Thank you very much for your tea. May my soldiers take a brief rest at the relay station"

We will meet again in half an hour

Can Major Ling Gulan and Major Leng Jianchuan really shield us from the wrath? They are merely two majors

Lingu Lan did not respond directly: "The 47th Fleet An's dispatch team consists of two frigates and one supply ship, all currently under my command. We will meet in fifteen minutes"

After the call ended, a trace of ferocity appeared on Yuan Lu's face. He thought to himself: "Want to embarrass me? No way. The bigger this matter gets, the better. Lei Yanping, don’t think that just because you are the woman chosen by Young Master Gu, you can act recklessly! If you had submitted to Young Master Gu back then, that would have been one thing, but you, this shameless woman, would rather run off to that godforsaken place, Milan, than give me a smile! Hmph, today you won't have a chance to turn things around!"

In the headquarters of the Helan Star District of the Galaxy, located over a dozen light-years away, Yuan Lu angrily slammed his fist on the control panel, while a mechanical yet melodious female voice continued to repeat: "Your communication - graphic - message has been interrupted, your communication has been interrupted, the other party has disconnected..."

"Is there a military mission?" Director Liu, still seething with anger, replied, "But at most, a Class C is sufficient; this is not a time for a major battle! Hurry back, or you will be finished. As for General Yuan..."

When the call between Ling Gulan and Yan Qingfeng was temporarily interrupted, Lei Yanping began to vent her accusations towards Yan Qingfeng. However, it would be more accurate to describe it as anxiety rather than mere venting: "What are we going to do? Within ten minutes, the telegrams from the company headquarters and the space station will definitely come down. It would be fortunate if we don't lose this job!"

As Lei Yanping was carefully considering who Uncle Liu mentioned by Lin Gulan might be, Yan Qingfeng spoke in a somewhat stern tone: "Major, please remind your soldiers to be mindful; this is the edge of the galaxy, not Yunxiang. Please exercise restraint in using the network..."

Lei Yanping smiled and said, "You can bet everything; I will accompany you in this gamble! I have long wanted to leave this cursed place, Milan! Let me see when the headquarters will send the telegram!"

Yuan Lu had long prepared countless drafts, ready to unleash his anger as soon as the call began. However, upon seeing Lei Yanping, he couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. Then, before he could finish his words, Lei Yanping had already hung up. When he attempted to connect again twice, Lei Yanping simply rejected the calls outright.

Even the low-ranking individuals within Galactic Communications are well aware that the complete privatization of Galactic Communications relies entirely on that prominent figure for its success. However, while this prominent figure wields significant influence within the Alliance and possesses extraordinary means, they lack strong support within the military. The marginalized Forty-Seventh Fleet of the Alliance Army, located in the Tian Lion Star System, happens to be one of the very few allies this prominent figure has within the military.

Yan Qingfeng was staring intently at the screen, his brows gradually knitting together. Suddenly, he looked up and said: "Yan Ping, can you take the short sword number for me? hetushucomcom"

At the thought of this, Yuan Lu's lips curled into a faint smile of satisfaction; as for the communication interruption, the longer it lasted, the better it was.

Her voice was filled with anger: "This is a responsibility shared between the two of us. The sudden occurrence of such a major malfunction, even if we do not lose this job, will result in the complete deduction of this month's salary..."

What left Yan Qingfeng even more dumbfounded was that Lei Yanping had already hung up with a single tap. Yan Qingfeng could see the fat man's furious expression frozen on the screen, and the dark corner of his mouth seemed ready to leap out of the screen. Lei Yanping slightly trembled, turning her back to Yan Qingfeng, and said: "Do you recognize him? This is Manager Yuan from our regional headquarters. I was able to come to Milanco because of his appreciation!"

Sometimes making a decision is the most difficult thing to do

Yan Qingfeng inquired with utmost seriousness: "Major Lin Gulan, please be sure to respond. Is it true that, as you previously stated, one of your warships is missing from your fleet?"

As soon as Station Master Liu entered the room, he glanced at the screen and was taken aback: "Lei Yanping? What are you doing, opening an A-class frequency band? Are you trying to put our entire relay station out of business? Have you lost your mind?"

Before Yan Leiping could catch her breath, the sharp and piercing sound of a siren echoed in Yan Qingfeng and Lei Yanping's ears. Following that, someone forcefully initiated a call, and a furious middle-aged man appeared on the large screen: "Milanko? What is going on? I have already received nearly a hundred complaints here"

What does the military need? I see what the military needs!

However, today, Yan Qingfeng, a mere employee of the Galaxy Communications and an informal one at that, unexpectedly attempted to activate an A-band frequency without obtaining any approval: "Qingfeng? You?"

Yan Qingfeng took a deep breath and said: "I may have found that missing warship, perhaps it belongs to the imperial army"

She lightly tapped twice, inserting the dialogue between Lin Gulan and Yan Qingfeng: "Class A frequency band? How is that possible?"