"FWLS60" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See) *
I locked up my system (metaphorically, I was locking the door of the museum and barring the windows) and preparing to jack out when I bumped into him. The man was wearing a simple ObjIcon... a polygonal three- piece suit made of neon green. Green tie, green pants, green jacket. A yellow happy face topped the green visage, spherical and perfect. "Hello, friend," he said. "I see you're an enterprising businessman. What exactly is this building?" "The Golden Age Museum," I responded, tucking the keys in my pocket and velcroing the pocket (thus sealing the encryption key from public access). "We're not open yet, though. We should be ready to roll in a week." "I'm a businessman too," he said. "Pulled myself out of the gutter. The government repossessed my car and my house. Luckily, though, I still had my computer. With my computer, I'm now building a small fortune. Would you like to know how?" "No. Excuse me," I said, preparing to jack out. The happy "Computers are the key," he said. "They're fast and efficient, and coupled with a good program, they can make money. Here's the trick." The man pulled a small envelope out of his pocket. "This envelope contains instructions," he said. "A program, if you will. A program that can earn you $50,000 dollars or more whenever you execute it." "What, it hacks a bank?" I asked, taking the envelope from his hand and examining it. "Certainly not! This is one hundred percent legal under Earth law." "Terra, you mean," I corrected. "Same thing. Here's the trick. You read that letter. If you like what it says, you can keep it for a mere five credits. Find ten of your closest friends and give them copies of the letter. If they like it, have them wire me five credits for service fees. My account number is on the bottom of the letter. That's all." |
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