"No!!!!"
Before his deputy could speak, the supervisor beside him screamed.
After that outburst, the supervisor looked at the special envoy, sweat pouring down his face. "Sir, our servers stopped running as soon as we physically cut the power. The fact that the video is still up shows it has little to do with our servers. Even if you physically blow them up, it won't affect the video."
A single server cost at least tens of thousands of dollars, and this facility housed more than four thousand of them, worth hundreds of millions in total.
If they blew them up, all that money would go down the drain.
More importantly, he feared that once they set this precedent, the special envoy would demand that they blow up every YouTube server facility to test his theory.
He would never underestimate how stupid American officials could be about certain things.
At the same time, he shot the programmer who had spoken out of turn a vicious glare.
If that man had kept his mouth shut, how would the special envoy have thought of blowing up the servers?
After cursing him inwardly, the supervisor turned back to the special envoy and said cautiously, "Sir, there's actually an easier way to check whether our YouTube servers are still running after the power has been cut: disconnect the entire facility from the network."
He paused, then smiled. "Sir, it seems rather hot today. Perhaps you could visit YouTube headquarters later and enjoy the air conditioning."
Was it hot today?
The loose-lipped programmer instinctively glanced at the sky. Dark clouds covered it, and a cool breeze blew around them. It wasn't hot at all.
The special envoy nodded. "You're right. Disconnecting the network will also show whether the servers are still running. But I'll pass on