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Aşağıda kurumsal maillerinizi outlook programına kurulumu anlatılmıştır.   Outlook programını açıp, üst menüden “Araçlar” ardından “Hesap Ayarları” na tıklanır. Karşımıza gelen pencereden, “Yeni” seçilir. “Microsoft Exchance,Pop3,imapveya http” kutusu seçili kalde gelir ve “İleri” tıklanır… Önünüze gelen ekrandan, “Sunucu ayarlarını veya ek sunucu türlerini el ile yapılandır”  kutucuğu işaretlenir. İlk kutucuk “internet e-posta” seçilidir. “İleri” yi tıklayın. Karşınıza gelen ekranda, doldurmanız gereken yerler bulunmaktadır. Adınız: sizin belirleyeceğiniz bir açıklamada olabilir. (Örneğin: şirket mailim) Hesap türü pop3 seçilir. Gelen Posta ve Giden Posta sunucusu: mail.sitenizin adini yazin.com (Örneğin: mail.hedzaajans.com) Kullancı Adı: Sizin emailiniz yazılacak. (Örneğin:htaser@hedzaajans.com) Parola: size verilen mail şifresidir. Kutucukları doldurduktan sonra  “Diğer Ayarlar” kısmına tıklayınız… Gelen pencereden “Giden Sunucusu” tıklanır,  ilk kutucuk olan “Giden sunucum (smtp) için kimlik doğrulaması gerekiyor” ...

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About the Image The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and ...

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No Fancy Contet The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and ...

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About the Image The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and ...

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