Reinventing the Millennium

Zhou Xin returned to the dormitory carrying a stack of information.

Not long after he sat down, he felt that today was so amazing. So he became the technical director inexplicably?

"Are you too impulsive?"

Zhou Xin muttered, spread out the documents, took out his notebook, and began to think about building a website. Well, html, dw 4, Fireworks 4... and there must be a terminal link.

Boom boom.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Zhou Xin stood up and opened the door, scratched his head at Yu Pu who walked in, and said hello: "Brother Pu."

"I came back twice after coming here. I have a junior brother who borrowed a textbook, but I can't find it. Give me yours first." Yu Pu said, and looked at the desk casually, " Hey, Zhou Xin, you didn’t agree to that bald guy, did you?”

Zhou Xin smiled honestly.

Yu Pu frowned: "That bald man is unreliable, don't waste your time."

"I think I can give it a try." Zhou Xin said seriously, "My father bought a scalper account when he brought me to the provincial capital for medical treatment. I think his idea can indeed alleviate the situation."

Not only did he buy a scalper account, but he also collected the money for medical treatment from all over the country. He was already in junior high school that year, and all the scenes were still fresh in his memory. In order to wait for the number, he and his father slept in the lobby of the hospital.

"There are so many good ideas in the world. It all depends on who is going to do it. Has the domain name been bought? Has the company been established? Is there money? Is there anyone?" Yu Pu criticized, "It's crazy to think about just one idea. It’s stupid to come here and say we’re going to do it.”

The smile on Zhou Xin's face slowly disappeared.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yu Pu earnestly advised: "In the past, there was a saying that 'learned literary and martial arts, and goods belong to the emperor's family', but now? Now it is a market economy! Do you know what a market economy is? The market is money."

"If you waste time and energy now, you will regret it later."

"Have you thought about the future of building a website and registering labor in Luzhou?"

Zhou Xin thought about it for a while: "I'm only a junior in college anyway, so I'll give it a try. Fang Zhuo also said that I'll give it a try in a few months. If it doesn't work, I won't force it."

"Yeah, you see, he doesn't have much confidence in himself." Yu Pu seemed to have grasped the weakness, "He is just playing house. I don't know what Yu Hong thinks, but he even dragged us to see him."

week

The most direct interaction occurs between the Internet and offline.

This kind of creation is not only daring to be the first, but at least it is very interesting.

If it’s interesting, give it a try, it’s that simple.

"Zhou Xin, think about it again." Yu Pu sincerely invited, "I have already made plans to open a company in Pengcheng to do network security in two months. Together, we will definitely achieve great results.”

Zhou Xinqing couldn't help but raise her head, this... Fang Zhuo is at least going through the establishment process, you still have two months to go.

Yu Pu continued: "Zhou Xin, I always think you are very talented, don't waste it."

"Okay, Brother Pu, let me think about it."

Yu Pu left with satisfaction.

Only after Zhou Xin sat down again did he realize that he had forgotten to pick up the textbook.

Well, that one probably doesn't matter too much.

He flipped through two pages of information, and without taking it too seriously, he simply took out a pen and wrote a few lines in his notebook.

——Market economy.

——The significance of computer applications.

——Online and offline interaction.

Zhou Xin stared at the first word for a few seconds, thought about it, and felt that there might not be a market for Guahao.com, and it was indeed very meaningful for computer applications.

He shook his head and didn't think about what he didn't understand for the time being. Anyway, he did what he could do first. If it didn't work, it wasn't like he wouldn't be able to find a job in a few months.

As for Brother Pu, let him go.

…

In the evening, the Fang and Su duo arrived at the hospital.

"At this point, your uncle must not have gotten off work yet? Let's talk about something so that we can talk easily when we meet." Fang Zhuo suggested.

Su Wei said disapprovingly: "I'm not sure if I can help. I'll see you first. Then I'll tell you, my uncle."

Fang Zhuo: "..."

He gave a serious lesson: "Xiao Su, you can travel all over the world with politeness, but you can't walk without being rude. Buy some oranges for our uncle to eat. After all, he is an elder."

"Classmate Fang, I noticed that you are becoming more and more fluent? Let me tell you, from now on you will all call me Teacher Su, and also, you are my uncle." Su Wei made a serious face.

Fang Zhuo avoided the question of whose uncle he was, and walked towards the fruit stand while saying, "Okay, but I have a question. If I encounter official business in the future, if I call 'Teacher Su' here, people will be confused. He is actually a student? Is he reliable in his work? "

When Su Wei heard this, she realized it was true.

Su Wei thought about it, why did she always think this person was reasonable?

Su Wei took a look and saw that this guy had already bought a bag of oranges and apples.

"Let's go, Xiao Su, I hope Director Su can help." Fang Zhuozhi handed over a bag of apples calmly, so that both of them had empty hands.

Su Wei muttered, "Why are my uncle and I pretending to be polite?" but she still picked up the apple and walked to the pediatrician.

The First Affiliated Hospital of Anhui Medical University is one of the best hospitals in Anhui Province. As a key department, pediatrics is very busy.

Neither of them relied on their "uncle" relationship to go find Director Su, and waited patiently for the doctor to get off work.

At 7:30 in the evening, Su Qiangguo finished his overtime shift and left the department.

"Uncle, I'm here to eat with you." Su Wei came up to him and put the apple in his hand directly into the uncle's hand.

Su Qiangguo said strangely: "Why didn't you come to the department?"

Fang Zhuo took a step slower and greeted politely: "Hello, Director Su, I am Fang Zhuo."

Su Qiangguo glanced at his head in confusion, then at his niece, making some routine guesses in his mind.

"This is our President Fang." Su Wei said seriously.

Yo! What an unconventional answer!

Who are you? Where did Mr. Fang appear from?

Su Qiangguo was at a loss. He knew that his niece had just joined the school, and there was no such position there.

Fang Zhuo almost choked. Teacher Xiao Su's inferences were a bit too much.

"Director Su, I am the student taught by Teacher Su this year. She should have mentioned me to you before. My sister is being treated for leukemia in the First Affiliated Hospital. Thank you very much for your help." Fang Zhuo was particularly sincere. This was his sincere gratitude. thing.

Su Qiangguo suddenly understood. He smiled and pointed in the direction of the department at the back: "You can put the fruit in the department. Other doctors can still eat it. Hey, the treatment of leukemia is not easy. I am just helping you a little. Families must be prepared to fight the disease for a long time.”

"Well, I'm really grateful to Director Su. I'll put the fruits in the department first. I have other things to talk to you about today." Fang Zhuo carried two bags of fruits and ran all the way to the department.

Su Qiangguo looked at his niece and asked in a strange tone: "He doesn't want to talk to me about your affairs, does he?"

"Where did you think we were going? We want to talk about your hospital!" Su Wei said with dignity and awe, "It's a good thing."

"That's good." Su Qiangguo nodded. This bald boy doesn't look like a good person.