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Chapter 506 Commemorating Wang Xiaobo

Chapter 506: Commemorating Wang Xiaobo

At this time, Quantum Online was only committed to launching the first generation of Chinese search engines, providing free online services such as email, and committed to building a large network virtual community.

Currently, Quanteng has 8 forums, 2 online magazines, 3 special columns, and 1 chat room. Among them, the sports salon is also the main column that Liang Wenjiang and Ma Xiangdong before they received the capital injection of Kumho. At this time, it has become a station with considerable popularity and visits, and enjoys a high reputation among sports fans and sports media reporters.

Of course, the daily page visits of 80,000 people will be a bit of a joke in ten years, but this is February 1997 when the Internet was just starting in China.

Tang Jing followed Zhang Ke and was involved in the Internet very early, and was also one of the earliest netizens in China. Usually, she only touched the web pages opened by computer screens, but she didn't know what was hidden behind this web page. Liberal arts students always have a natural admiration for technical things. A pretty girl like Wang Cailing is proficient in professional knowledge such as computer logic code in her mind. In Tang Jing's opinion, it is a miracle. Zhang Ke even thought that the girl from Beijing Post is proficient in computer programming and can still be more beautiful. She even got her hand in the hand of her cousin Liang Wenjiang, which is a miracle.

At noon, I ate lunch boxes in the company's office. There were few people on duty. In addition to Ma Xiangdong and two technicians, there were also two website content editors on duty. They all had to be on duty after the twelve-hour shift.

After lunch, Zhang Ke was not stranded at the company. Liang Wenjiang wanted to replace Ma Xiangdong in the afternoon, but he and his girlfriend Wang Cailing no longer visited Xu Xueping's house.

Before Zhang Ke left the public to get on the bus, he said to Ma Xiangdong and Liang Wenjiang: "I have read some professional information. Quantum Online's homepage needs to become a portal transit website. In terms of message timeliness, information volume, real-time dynamic refresh, and in the integration of search engine pages and forum index pages and home pages, it needs to be greatly strengthened..."

After hearing Zhang Ke talk about his long-term expectations for Quanteng Online, Ma Xiangdong and Liang Wenjiang naturally wanted to talk to Zhang Ke about the current dilemma.

"I'm short of money," said Ma Xiangdong. "Quenton's server is set in the United States. Domestic netizens have been connected to the page for a long time. I think at least we must first make our sports salon the largest sports website in China. Hardware investment is essential. We have calculated that as long as we open a domestic mirror server, the speed of connecting to the mirror site page can be at least doubled... In addition, content editing, information collection, and website maintenance all require increased personnel..."

"Are you short of money?" Zhang Ke stepped into the car with half his foot, turned his head and said, "Kunho can inject 20 million yuan into Quanteng Online again to upgrade the company to a joint-stock company. In addition, Aida Electronics and Xinguang Paper will also consider publishing advertisements on Quanteng Online. You also know that at this stage, the income from website advertising is very limited. After spending these 20 million yuan, you have to consider going out to find money..."

"Twenty million?" Ma Xiangdong scratched his forehead, "The website structure is initially completed and needs to be continuously improved. The money can last for almost a year..."

In 1997, everything that was connected to the Internet was expensive, hardware equipment was expensive, server rental was expensive, and technicians were paid for... Investing in the Internet was no different from burning money.

This is just the operation under the existing website architecture. To meet Zhang Ke’s requirements, it is necessary to make a portal transit website, and further upgrade and personnel expansion will increase, and the cost will increase in geometric ranges.

Ma Xiangdong was very worried that Zhang Ke would not understand and spoke very weakly.

To be honest, it is difficult for investors who have never seen the money-burning scale of European and American website operators to understand the cost of large-scale website operations; even college students who graduated from certain professional colleges ten years later even thought that as long as they went to Sina in 1996 and 1997, Sohu would invest one hundred million yuan to wait for the Nasdaq to make a huge profit of one billion or eight billion yuan as soon as it was listed.

Seeing Ma Xiangdong's guilty look, Zhang Ke smiled and said, "The goal of these 20 million is to reach an average of one million people per day. I want to achieve this goal, Quantum Online will have a little impact in the industry..."

Only if there is a small impact can you obtain overseas venture capital or private equity investment, and that is only the first step towards large portals.

For website operators, it is undoubtedly a lucky thing to have an investor with a broad vision, clear mind and clear goals. After hearing what Zhang Ke said, Ma Xiangdong felt confident and didn't need to explain anything more. He sent Zhang Ke and Tang Jing into the car and left.

Seeing the large-displacement black Audi with the license plate of the State Council department leaving, Ma Xiangdong joked and asked Liang Wenjiang: "Are you sure your uncle-in-law is not the illegitimate son of a certain country's vice president or vice premier?"

"I think so," Liang Wenjiang never saw through this four-year-old cousin. He didn't believe what he did, "but someone should believe it."

Wang Cailing stuck out her tongue, hugged Liang Wenjiang's arm, and said with a smile: "It's really hard to believe that I haven't seen a real person before."

Liang Wenjiang had told his girlfriend some things about Kumho before, and these things are indeed hard to believe. Even in the face of the fact that Quanteng Online received 5 million yuan in Kumho in mid-1996, Wang Cailing didn't believe that such a large company would be a teenager under the age of 20.

Although the United States has produced a Bill Gates, it is also common for young and wealthy people in Silicon Valley in the United States. For students from Tsinghua University and Beijing Post, Silicon Valley is the holy place they yearn for, and they are naturally familiar with these things, but many people firmly believe that the country lacks the soil for Bill Gates' growth.

Ma Xiangdong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Didn't Lao Duan join the Ministry of Electronics Industry? Their department is collecting data, ranking among the top 100 electronic companies in 1997. Ada Electronics may be among the 13th and 14th... An electronic company that has only been established for two years..." In his tone of emotion, there is more expectations for the future. In the eyes of these people, he firmly believes that the next ten years will be the era of the Internet.

When passing by Dongdan Park, Tang Jing saw a boy wearing tight clothes with sequins in and out, pulled Zhang Ke's sleeve and said, "Those boys seem to be dressed quite fashionable..."

The driver who drove Xu Xueping chuckled twice in front of him.

Zhang Ke didn't realize anything at first. Hearing the driver smiled, he turned his head and glanced at them. Seeing those two boys wearing tights and even wearing thick coats, they were walking into Dongdan Park. He remembered that Dongdan Park was their gathering place.

The Internet has not flowed at this time, and most of these people came to Dongdan Park to "fish". These boys who were dressed brightly, eye-catching, and had strange charm at the corners of their eyes and eyebrows would be surprised and puzzled by the outsiders, but the insiders could tell at a glance that they were a group of special professionals.

Zhang Ke said softly: "It seems that some people say that this is the place where Wang Xiaobo's novel "East Palace and West Palace" happened..."

"Ah?" Tang Jing had read Wang Xiaobo's novels, but she didn't know much about the story background of the novel. She looked at Dongdan Park, which was gradually moving away from the car window.

When Zhang Ke first reads Wang Xiaobo's novel, he felt a sense of novelty, laughter, absurdity, and other feelings. Reading it again was just sad. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look back and look.

Tang Jing said: "Wang Xiaobo is probably a person with great wisdom like Milan Kundera..."

"Maybe." Zhang Ke said softly. Seeing the driver looking here through the rearview mirror, maybe he had read Wang Xiaobo's novels or essays, Zhang Ke smiled. Wang Xiaobo's influence in China was not weaker than Milan Kundera, and said that they were all wise people, so they should have an appropriate evaluation.

"I would have liked to meet each other," Tang Jing said with a desire, "Wang Xiaobo lives in Beijing too?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm not a literary youth." In two or three years, the word "Literary Youth" will become a derogatory term. Anyone who is called this title will be anxious with others. Zhang Ke's mouth showed a faint smile.

Zhang Ke then remembered that Wang Xiaobo had not passed away suddenly. When did Wang Xiaobo die suddenly? It was too specific, Zhang Ke couldn't remember it, but he remembered that Ying died early in the spring of 1997 due to a heart attack. At the peak of his creation, Zhang Ke thought that Wang Xiaobo's death was the biggest loss in the history of modern Chinese literature, leaving endless regret and nostalgia for future generations.

Even though he knew that Wang Xiaobo would die suddenly after one or two months, Zhang Ke still chose to stand by and watch. He didn't know if Tang Jing knew about it - if she told her the truth - would she complain about her cruel and cold-blooded at this time?

Wang Xiaobo's death should be due to exhaustion, because of his life and writing, and because of his various unfreedom and unhappiness. How can he not understand that unfreedom and unhappiness?
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