Yunda officially took a holiday on January 18. On the 17th, many students who had finished the exam had already left school. The usually bustling library was empty and there were no people. Du Qiu went up to the sixth floor and saw that there was no one on duty in the registration room. The door of the computer room was closed. When he walked in, he found that there were also empty inside, with only four or five people on the computer. Yuan Tiangang and Chen Dawei were sitting side by side in front of two computers at the door studying their Three Kingdoms games. So he walked over and patted his shoulders and asked, "Da Yuan, when will he go home?"

"Du Qiu! You finally appeared. Why haven't you been on the computer these days? I've been waiting for you." Yuan Tiangang threw away his mouse like a fellow villager who saw the Eighth Route Army. He jumped up and said impatiently: "How did you write the program last time? I asked all the teachers in the computer department, but none of them knew any Boids model."

Chen Dawei also stood up and greeted with a smirk, "Brother Qiu."

Du Qiu is not a petty person. The last time he pretended to behave was just a temporary idea. He played the trick of a paranormal, just to entertain himself. Seeing that Chen Dawei had a good attitude, he smiled and responded: "Hello."

Chen Dawei took out a flattering attitude, took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it over with a lighter, and Xiaoyi flatteredly said, "Brother Qiu, please smoke."

As the saying goes, a young man is not frivolous. Qian Zhongshu also said that not being crazy at the age of twenty means not being crazy. It is not a bad thing to be arrogant when he was a student, but this guy can quickly change between arrogance and humility without any embarrassment, which surprised Du Qiu a little. He looked at the cigarettes and found that it was China, which was even more surprising. In the 1990s, the production of Chinese cigarettes was relatively low and the price was expensive. The ones who could smoke it among college students must be the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich people. It is rare for the second generation to be so smooth.

"I can't smoke, thank you."

Yuan Tiangang had been calling Du Qiu's name before, and now he changed his name to Brother Qiu. He pulled the topic back and asked, "Brother Qiu, how did you write that program? If you don't understand, Chen Dawei and I will be uneasy in the whole winter vacation."

"Yes, yes, please give me advice."

Du Qiu deliberately deleted the source code last time, leaving only an executable program. The original intention was to tell them the answer the next day if the two were interested. But later, they were busy with the notepad business and had no time to get on the computer, so they delayed things. Seeing this, they sat down in front of the computer and rewrite the demonstration program, explaining while writing: "There are three main rules for this model. The first is separation, and each unit should set a threshold to prevent collisions; the second is alignment, and all units should aim at the same target and not be confused; the third is aggregation, and all units should be close to the gravity center of the team, but the first rule cannot be broken..."

"What should I do if I want the soldiers to separate automatically when they encounter obstacles and automatically aggregate after they cross them?"

"You can think of each unit as electrons, the entire team as an electric potential field, and then introduce three influence fields, two of which repulsive force and one suction force..."

Du Qiu stayed in the computer room until around 6 o'clock, and helped the two of them improve their game several functions before preparing to leave. Before leaving, Chen Dawei wrote a big brother number to him and said, "Brother Qiu, you are a peerless master, Feng Qingyang from our Yunda. You will learn the Nine Swords of Dugu from you for an afternoon, which is more rewarding than the class in the previous year. I will be with you in the future. If you have any questions, please give me instructions and be on call, and you will never be vague."

This guy is indeed a second generation, and he actually has a big brother...

Unfortunately, I have read too many martial arts novels and speak a bit funny...

1995 was a year of turbulent IT industry in China. Not only did the Internet bloom in China, but GSM digital mobile network also began to be officially used. Unfortunately, there are no two things at present in Yuncheng. Chen Dawei only had 8 digits of the number given by him. Obviously, he still used analog signals. Du Qiu saw that there was no big brother who was nicknamed bricks around him, and asked, "Where is your phone number?"

"I didn't bring it to my home to charge it." In the 1990s, the elder brother was a magic weapon for pretending. Although Chen Dawei did not bring the physical items, he did not forget to show off in words: "My father is from the Provincial Post and Telecommunications Bureau. He has internal channels. You don't have to queue up to buy elder brothers, and you can still get discounts. If Brother Qiu needs it, I can get one for you."

"How much?"

"Motorola's cost about 20,000 yuan, the Internet access fee is 5,000 yuan, plus the pre-stored phone bill, the total is 26,000 yuan."

Du Qiu was surprised and gave up the idea of ​​collecting it, and instead asked: "Do you know when Sanjiang Province can access the international Internet?"

"Brother Qiu is indeed a fellow fellow student. I have always been concerned about this matter. I have asked my dad several times. He said that the Post and Telecommunications Bureau is launching a project and is expected to open a test network in Yuncheng in June."

The Internet is developing very fast, six months are equivalent to several years in other industries. The information revealed by Chen Dawei made Du Qiu a little disappointed. He was considering whether to live in Pujiang or Beijing for a while after the Spring Festival, but heard this guy leak a message: "Actually, there is a place to access the Internet in Yuncheng now. If Brother Qiu wants to go, I can take you there."

"where?"

"I have a cousin who works as a researcher at the Institute of Quantum Physics on Qingyun Mountain. They can use satellites to access the American Internet." Chen Dawei said, and added with disdain: "Americans are worried that they will steal high-tech intelligence and block many functions. They can only send and receive emails and browse public news groups, and they can't do anything else."

These two functions are enough...

Qingyun Mountain is the name of Yuncheng. It is about ten kilometers away from the city and is only more than 200 meters high. It is not enough to be seen in the Qinling Mountains or Taihang Mountains. However, it is barely considered a famous mountain in the plains. It is bounded by mountains and rivers, lush vegetation, beautiful and quiet, and is very suitable for placing scientific research institutions that need to endure loneliness. Du Qiu heard a long time ago that there is a physics research institute there, but he has never been there. He did not expect it to be so advanced, so he asked: "When are you free? I just need to send a few emails."

"Now it's holiday, I have nothing to do every day, I can go anytime."

I took the train back to my hometown on the 24th, and I had to do some preparations on the 23rd. After estimating the time, Du Qiu said, "It's Sunday on the 22nd, how about going that day?"

"Okay, then you will hit my elder brother. Brother Qiu, why don't you have dinner together tonight?"

"Next time, I have something to do, let's go first."

Du Chunhua is a frightened bird. She is very close to her "brother" who has been separated for many years and asks him to go home for dinner at night. Du Qiu also misses the warm days of having dinner with his mother, so he is unwilling to go against it. Before leaving Yunda, he detours to take a look at the Xiaohonglou. As soon as he enters the door, he sees three partners surrounding the desk, each with a hamburger, and is just having fun. He glances at the eye-catching KFC take-out lunch box on the table, and jokes with a smile: "It's too corrupt to have a big meal with my public funds, right?"

"Du Qiu, you are here just right. Come and eat French fries and chicken wings, and open foreign meat."

"Don't show off. Du Qiu came back from RB, and I haven't eaten any foreign meat." Wang Huihui gave Su Wenhai a blank look, and then said apologetically: "I heard Xiuxiu say you were not here in the afternoon. I thought you went to my sister's house and didn't buy your share."

"It's okay, I'm going to go to my sister for dinner and come and have a look." Du Qiu picked up a very warm French fries from Su Wenhai's lunch box and asked, "What's the good thing today?"

Yuncheng didn't open its first KFC fast food restaurant until October 1994. The price was relatively expensive. The price of a hamburger set was equivalent to the daily living expenses of an ordinary family of three. It was in the city center, several kilometers away from Yunda. It is winter now, and it is very cold if you take a meal. If you want to eat comfortably, you can only take a taxi. The Su brothers and sisters and Wang Huihui are both thrifty people. It is obvious that they encountered a good thing when buying a taxi to buy a KFC and eat it. I taste it and celebrate it.

"Today Wenhai and I got back 236 orders, and the total number of orders officially exceeded 1,000, so we bought KFC and came back to celebrate."

When Wang Huihui used kraft paper to make notepads, except for the initial 50 orders, she made almost no contribution. She took 50 yuan to invest in the stock to take advantage of it. However, after she changed to genuine leather to make notepads, she used the marketing methods that Su Wenxiu had in the library to her colleagues by giving kickbacks, and encouraged them to sell everywhere. The Taxation Bureau has a very wide network of relationships and can come into contact with various companies. At one time, seven or eight of them are sold here and more than a dozen others are sold there. Every day, I get more orders than Su Wenhai, who is a full-time salesperson. The price of notepads is uncertain, both high and low. On average, each can earn about 30 yuan. After 1,000 orders, each person can get about 8,000 yuan, which is equivalent to the salary of an ordinary worker for more than a year. It is indeed worth celebrating.

"In addition, Xiuxiu has good news, and it has something to do with you, Xiuxiu, tell Du Qiu."

Su Wenxiu paid more attention to her image. She put down the burger and wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue before saying, "At around 4 pm, your brother-in-law called and ordered another 20 gold and jade halls."

Dad is loyal enough! I will take care of my business like this and I won’t cheat you anymore...

It costs about 150 yuan to make a gold and jade hall. Although the cost is a bit high, it has a good lottery and a good performance. If it can enter the high-end gift market, the profit will be very considerable. Seeing Su Wenxiu hesitant, Du Qiu guessed that Lin Dawei did not mention the price on the phone, and said, "I'll go back to ask him in the evening. If we use it myself, we will sell it at a cost. If we order it for someone else, we will slaughter it."

"good."

"Du Qiu, you and your brother-in-law are quite interesting. You have just met you, but you are as close as a good friend you haven't seen for many years. You even have a style of doing things." Wang Huihui was a little curious and asked, "He seems to be a big shot, even a private car, or an imported RB car. What kind of business do you do?"

"It's not a family, if you don't enter the family, this is probably the so-called fate." Du Qiu smiled and said vaguely: "He sells auto parts. I heard from my sister that the Accord was a second-hand smuggling car sold to him by someone else's debt. It's very cheap, not as good as Xia Ligui, and it's purely for face."

The Accord was indeed a second-hand smuggling car, but it was not someone else's debt repayment, but Lin Dawei himself assembled it himself. He studied automobile engineering at Yunda University. When he graduated, he was assigned to Sanjiang Commercial Vehicle Group. Because he felt that the bureaucratic spirit was too strong and his salary was low, he resigned after staying for less than a year. He went to a smuggling car assembly factory on the coast to work. After finding out the market, he sold it and borrowed money everywhere to Yuncheng. After reselling it, he made 60,000 or 70,000 yuan, and since then he got home.
Chapter completed!