Class A frequency band? Did I hear it wrong with my ears, or did Yan Qingfeng go crazy?

She clicked her finger twice and inserted the conversation between Lin Gulan and Yan Qingfeng: "Class A frequency band? How can this work?"

Since it was enabled, the Class A frequency enabled of Milanco Communication Relay Station has only been enabled twice, and each time it has received five-digit complaints. It should be noted that enabling a Class A frequency is equal to unlimited plundering bandwidth, making any normal communication impossible.

These two activations were once to provide protection for the elections of the Alliance President in three nearby star zones, and the other time to pass by the big man behind Galaxy Communications. During the rest of the time, even if the general manager of Galaxy Communications and the chairman passes through the border, he only activated a super B+ channel.

But today, Yan Qingfeng, a small Galaxy Communications employee, and an informal employee, had to start a Class A frequency band without any approval: "Qingfeng? You?"

Yan Qingfeng had already tapped his fingers and quickly completed the activation of Class A frequency: "Thank you very much for Major Lin Gulan's understanding, Class A channel has started to connect!"

"The Forty-Seventh Fleet will remember your help. We have not had any internet connection for the entire seven days. The soldiers' strings are tight, thank you very much!"

At the moment when Lei Yanping was surprised, Yan Qingfeng had already turned on a Class A frequency band: "Okay, I understand this kind of despair!"

Of course he understood that during the last time he activated the Class A frequency for that big man, all the bandwidth of the entire relay station was misappropriated. For eleven days, there was no network connection, and even chatting with words became a luxury, which put every employee on the edge of the Galaxy on the verge of collapse.

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

Her voice was angry: "This is the two of us who are responsible. If such a big failure occurs for no reason, even if we don't lose this job, we will deduct all our salary this month..."

He had seen the scene of a five-digit complaint flying to Galaxy Communications Headquarters, and the Major Lin Gulan on the opposite side interrupted and said, "It's okay, I will explain this matter clearly with Uncle Liu!"

Just as Lei Yanping was thinking carefully about who Uncle Liu was mentioned by Lin Gulan, Yan Qingfeng said in a somewhat stern tone: "Major, please pay attention to your soldiers. This is the edge of the galaxy, not Yunxiang, please pay attention to using the Internet..."

"Huh?" A voice of doubt came from the opposite side. Yan Qingfeng had to explain: "I understand your soldiers, but now there are at least 1,400 concurrent downloads, and more than 200 video-on-demand requests, plus..."

"I understand!" Lin Gulan immediately issued an order to Leng Jianchuan: "Change it into speed limit mode to let everyone be more restrained. After all, this is the best network service we have obtained since we set out from the Tianshi Galaxy!"

The bandwidth occupied by Class A channels dropped a lot after this command, but Lei Yanping was somewhat desperate to find that even though it dropped a lot, it occupied almost 70% of the bandwidth. These thirsty officers and soldiers began to try all the entertainment methods they could do. Lei Yanping even found that many requests were directed at certain websites that made her red-eared and red-faced.

But what she didn't understand was why Yan Qingfeng did such a crazy move, she didn't stop the connection immediately. Perhaps it was the battle call she heard at first that made her dizzy, but she had a perfect work experience in Galaxy Communications for twenty-three months. As long as she worked for another thirteen months, she could proudly walk into a small interstellar communications company with a considerable income.

Just as she was puzzled by her actions, Yan Qingfeng was already grateful for Lin Gulan's active speed limit mode: "Thank you for your help, can you invite Major Lin to have a cup of tea?"

This is just a polite word. Even taking a shower requires a few light-year space supply station. Milanco relay station does not have the conditions to invite a lady to have tea, but Lin Gulan agreed: "Thank you very much for your tea. Can my warrior take a break at the relay station?"

"No problem! I will do my best to help! Just don't dislike Milanco being too simple."

"We will see you in half an hour!"

When the call between Lin Gulan and Yan Qingfeng was temporarily interrupted, Lei Yanping began to vent her accusations at Yan Qingfeng, but rather than venting, it would be more appropriate to say that she was panic: "What should I do? Within ten minutes, the telegram from the company headquarters and the space station will definitely come down. It would be nice if we don't lose this job!"

Although Galaxy Communications has the obligation to serve the Alliance Army, in the absence of emergency, it is too exaggerated to directly enable Class A channels for the military to use such a border relay station.

"Can that Major Lin Gulan and Major Leng Jianchuan stop our anger? Those are just two majors!"

"Nothing!" Yan Qingfeng's answer was very wise: "Let us do our best to ensure the communications of the 47th Fleet!"

When the term 47th Fleet was repeated again, Lei Yanping realized: "Is it the Tianshi Galaxy? Who is it?"

Even the small figures at the bottom of Galaxy Communications are clearly aware that Galaxy Communications relies entirely on that big man to be successfully privatized. However, although the big figure calls for help within the alliance and has great means, it lacks strong aid in the army. The marginalized unit of the 47th Fleet of the Alliance Army located in the Tianshi Galaxy is precisely one of the few aid aids this big man has in the army.

Before Yan Leiping could breathe a sigh of relief, the sharp and harsh sirens had echoed in Yan Qingfeng and Lei Yanping's ears. Then someone forced the call, and an angry middle-aged fat man appeared on the big screen: "Milanko? What's going on? I have received nearly a hundred complaints here?"

Yan Qingfeng was about to reply, but Lei Yanping had already answered first: "Military needs."

Next, Yan Qingfeng was even more stunned. Lei Yanping had already hung up directly with her hand. Yan Qingfeng could see the fat man's roar freezing on the screen. The black hemorrhoids at the corner of her mouth seemed to jump out of the screen. Lei Yanping's body shook slightly and said to Yan Qingfeng, "Do you know? Is this the manager Yuan of our Star District Headquarters? I can come to Milanko because of his appreciation!"

In the headquarters of Galaxy Communications Helan Star Zone more than ten light years away, Yuan Lu angrily smashed his fist on the control panel. The mechanical and beautiful female voice was still repeating: "Your communication has been interrupted, your communication has been interrupted, and the other party has been disconnected..."

Yuan Lu had already prepared countless drafts and was about to roar his anger out of the first call. However, when he saw Lei Yanping, he couldn't help but stare a little dazed. Then Lei Yanping had already died immediately before he could finish his words. He then connected twice, and Lei Yanping simply refused.

"Military needs? I think what military needs it is!"

At this time, the urgent ringtone rang again, and Yuan Lu didn't even look at the number, so he had already habitually squeezed out a smile on his face: "Hello, Mr. Kong... I already know, deal with it immediately! Deal with it immediately, you are 10,000, and you have received nearly a hundred complaints. We have urgently opened two roundabout routes, um! Well, um, um, um, um, 6 roundabout routes cannot meet the needs of customers, so we urgently repaired and have notified Milanko..."

As the top five major figure in the Helan Star District headquarters, Yuan Lu wants to clean up small employees like Lei Yanping, just like looking at the palm of his eyes: "Yes, yes, yes! But there is an employee on the Milanke Relay Station with a very bad attitude and just hung up directly. Without giving any reason, I can't contact me anymore. I'm looking for their supervisor now and I have to punish them severely! I understand, I must be punished severely, and I will find a way immediately."

After the call, a trace of ferociousness appeared on Yuan Lu's face. He thought to himself: "I want to lose my face? There is no door. The bigger the matter, the better. Lei Yanping, don't think you are the woman that Master Gu likes! It would be fine if you had been with Master Gu in the past, but you are a bitch, and you would rather go to the place where the birds do not shit out of the way. Humph, don't think about turning over today!"

Although he had to resume normal communication as soon as possible, at this moment, Yuan Lu snorted coldly, preparing to contact the personnel affairs supervisor: "Lei Yanping, let you see my methods too. Even if you want to change jobs, there is no way!"

Not only did he have to make Lei Yanping go without a way inside Galaxy Communications, but he also wanted to let her die in the entire communications industry. According to convention, the supervisor of the new company would call to inquire about Lei Yanping's performance at Galaxy Communications. At that time, the human resources supervisor would throw out a resume with countless stains, which would destroy all of Lei Yanping's future.

When he thought of this, a hint of complacency appeared on the corner of Yuan Lu's mouth. As for communication interruption, the longer the interruption, the better.

...

"Manager Yuan? Yuan Lu?" Yan Qingfeng had also heard of Yuan Lu's name: "But your revenge is ruthless!"

Lei Yanping smiled and said, "You can bet on everything, I will bet with you! I don't want to stay in this ghost place in Milanco for a long time! Let me see when will the Ming-Chief telegram from the headquarters be sent here!"

Due to Yuan Lu's deliberate delay, it took a full three minutes before Yan Qingfeng received an urgent telegram from Helan headquarters: "Appoint Milanko to interrupt the station and restore normal status immediately, and clean up all illegal communication connections immediately!"

The expedited telegrams are one after another. In normal times, such expedited telegrams will keep the entire relay station busy all day or even a week, but now Yan Qingfeng and Lei Yanping sit on the stool and chat easily.

Sometimes making decisions is the most difficult thing.

"Huh?" Just as Yan Qingfeng exclaimed, Stationmaster Liu and Deputy Stationmaster Hu finally appeared in the duty room: "Yan Qingfeng, what are you doing? President Yuan called my phone and was furious, saying that it was the first time he had worked in Galaxy for 17 years. What did you do when he encountered such a situation?"

But as soon as Webmaster Liu entered the door, he was stunned when he glanced at the screen: "Lei Yanping? What are you doing? You have opened a Class A frequency band. Are you going to lose your job in our entire relay station? Are you crazy?"

Yan Qingfeng stared at the screen tightly, his brows slowly locked, and he looked up suddenly: "Yanping, pick up the short sword number for me?"

"There is a military mission?" Liu Stationmaster Yu was still angry and did not dismiss the situation: "But at most a Class C is enough. This is not a battle time! Come back soon, you are finished, Mr. Yuan..."

Before he finished speaking, the Dark Sword number was connected there: "Dash Sword number, I am Major Lin Gulan, what's the matter?"

Yan Qingfeng asked in a very solemn tone: "Major Lin Gulan, please be sure to reply, is your fleet missing as you once said?"

Lin Gulan did not answer positively: "The Ann dispatched team of the Forty-Seventh Fleet consists of two frigates and a supply ship, and are now under my command, and we will meet in fifteen minutes."
Chapter completed!