Reinventing the Millennium

Fang Zhuo said goodbye to Su Wei almost perfunctorily.

Later, he went back and bought several newspapers and wrapped the one that shocked him inside.

The words "Thank you Brother Wan" appeared on the last page of the "Luzhou Evening News". This was obviously content that was purchased as advertising space.

Rich and powerful, naming people by name.

But there is no signature below.

This couldn't help but remind Fang Zhuo of the nasty things his brother "Wantong" had done!

Uncle policeman, it’s not me, it’s really not me!

Fang Zhuo laughed at himself and didn't go upstairs. He simply sat on the doorstep and read the "Luzhou Evening News".

If it was really written for myself, well, it’s almost the same, then what’s the purpose of Mr. Liu Bo, a famous farmer entrepreneur?

In these days of contact, he noticed a problem with Wantong's identity?

possible.

So, he bought advertising space to warn "Wantong" who doesn't know which party he belongs to but knows the "insider" of the matter?

——Thank you Brother Wan.

Is this a thank you or a threat? Should we forget the past or look for clues?

Fang Zhuo breathed slowly and calmly thought about the greatest possibility.

For Liu Bo, the factory contract should have been signed, and what he could do was extremely limited.

Normally, a gift-giver should not take the initiative to take up legal weapons and surrender... After all, I have given him a prospect of "increase in value", so I have to wait until there is no hope before surrendering.

"No matter what, the progress of the registration network must be accelerated."

Fang Zhuo muttered solemnly to himself, put away the newspaper, and walked into the inpatient department quite heavily.

…

On Sunday, Fang Zhuo changed his plan and came to USTC again to summon the three supervisors.

"Xiao Su, Xiao Yu, please contact the media as soon as possible. At the very least, your newspapers and periodicals at the University of Science and Technology of China should start to clarify this."

"Xiao Zhou, please give me a timetable. How long will it take for our website and system to be ready? By the way, the domain name has been purchased."

"We need to consider alternative targets. We can't just place our hopes on the First Affiliated Hospital. I mentioned the Provincial Hospital before. It is also one of the best tertiary hospitals in the province. If the First Affiliated Hospital does not go well, we will Turn fiction into reality.”

Fang Zhuo stood on the classroom podium, with Yu Hong, Su Wei, Zhou Xin and classmate Song Rong brought by Supervisor Zhou sitting below.

As a new member of the team, Song Rong entered the classroom with some doubts about the authenticity and continuity of the project.

However, after Fang Zhuo counted 15 bills from his bag and paid his first month's salary in advance, he sat in the front row very naturally and listened to the boss's speech with concentration.

Yu Hong and Su Wei sat together to talk about media matters, while Zhou Xinze and Song Rong discussed for a while before giving progress expectations.

"Brother Fang, it's actually not difficult to build a website, but you still have to consider the subsequent data storage, because it is expected that there will be a lot of data on the registration network. In addition, how to deal with it on the terminal hardware?"

"I contacted you according to your request. The terminal machine must be able to connect to the Internet, read, store and feedback data. It seems that no domestic manufacturer can do it. It may be possible abroad."

"I still have to get in touch. Well, I asked my instructor for advice, but I still have to wait."

Zhou Xin has been busy these days, and he has always been very motivated in the things he is interested in, even if he encountered inexplicable obstruction from his senior brother Yu Pu in this matter.

Fang Zhuo didn't know much about technical things. He only knew what it would be like when he came into contact with the final product. The original description of the terminal machine was the self-service registration machine of later generations.

Now it seems that this is obviously ahead of its time.

To move something ten years from now to the present requires various adjustments to adapt to the times.

Fang Zhuo walked around the podium and thought for a while, then stared at Zhou Xin and Song Rong who were also thinking hard, and suddenly slapped his forehead. It was really overwhelming!

"I got distracted, don't think about it that way."

"What we need is not a specific machine, but the results that allow patients to get their numbers."

"Wouldn't it be enough to just put a few computers and printers in the hospital?"

Zhou Xin and Song Rong were both stunned. They were still thinking about the programming language on the terminal...

"Then... we don't need to specially write the application system, just call the interface directly." Zhou Xin said blankly, "The patient's interface can be used in one set. They enter their ID card and password, and then print."

Fang Zhuo closed his eyes and allowed himself to simulate the process as a call taker.

After a moment, he said: "No, we have to compress every step as much as possible to maximize the convenience of patients and family members. Moreover, we have to consider their ability to use and accept it."

"Many people who come to the hospital now have never been exposed to computers. They don't look like you are computer majors, let alone from the University of Science and Technology of China. Think about the scene when you used a computer for the first time."

"We have to use the most straightforward way to complete the last step. Just enter 3 numbers to get the number."

"You still need to write it, so that the interface in the hospital lobby only needs to enter the number they call, and then confirm it and the printer will automatically print it out."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a computer or a terminal inside."

"More and more people will be exposed to the Internet, but this all requires a process. Our early design and publicity must be concise and to the point."

Fang Zhuo waved his hand like a product manager: "Do you understand? Now there is only one requirement - simple and straightforward, easy to understand at a glance, don't talk about beauty, just be the most, most, most, and most practical as the first goal."

week

"No, Xiaoyu and I will run together later. We will prepare everything. If the hospital is half-assed, we will cook the rice and let them see the progress in this area with their own eyes." Fang Zhuo said firmly.

Zhou Xin hesitated a little, and Yu Hong and Su Wei on the other side also felt that Fang Zhuo was a little strange today.

"What do you think happened to him today? He seems not as calm as usual." Yu Hong said uncertainly.

Su Wei took a deep look at Fang Zhuo and said confidently: "He may miss grandma."

Yu Hong: "???"

"Shh, Dahong, I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else..." Su Wei lowered her voice mysteriously.

Yu Hong nodded curiously.

The two girls whispered quietly.

…

The Red Star Rice Paper Factory in Luzhou, no, it should be the former Red Star Rice Paper Factory now.

A black Audi slowly parked at the door.

"Mr. Liu, this is yesterday's newspaper." The beautiful secretary who had just been hired handed over the newspaper that the boss ordered to buy.

Liu Bo held a cigarette in his mouth, flipped through the newspaper, and saw the advertising space he bought.

He shook his head and admired it for a while, stuffed the newspaper back, and said proudly: "Xiaotong, do you think Brother Wan will be particularly touched when he sees my unique idea?"

Secretary Xiaotong asked: "Mr. Liu, you are really very original, but who is your brother Wan? I don't think I have seen him before."

"Hehe." Liu Bo smiled and said nothing. He thought about the gossip he heard about government planning the day before yesterday and sighed, "Brother Wan is a knowledgeable and capable person. He plays all high-end things. I don't understand those. "

"Next time I see him, I will get a few more advertising spaces like this to thank him. Let's go in and take a look at our land."

Secretary Xiaotong blinked, curious about the "Brother Wan" mentioned by the boss, wondering who he was as a hero.