Du Qiu, with the intention of not bothering the two owners yesterday, went online at the Institute of Quantum Physics, printed out various downloaded articles on the spot. One piece of paper was shaped on both sides, and thousands of them were printed. Fortunately, the hardware conditions in the institute were good, and there were four latest inkjet printers. If there was only one ancient dot matrix printer like the computer room of Yunda Library, it would probably be halfway through.

After finishing Jiang Danfeng's notepad, Du Qiu took out a bound article from his backpack, sat opposite the desk with a pencil and studied it. Su Wenxiu held the book "Selected Novels of Agatha Christie" and read it with relish. The room was silent, and only the electric stove made a buzzing sound. However, the good times did not last long. The phone ringing interrupted the quiet atmosphere.

"Hey...yes, he's here... OK, I'll tell you." After Su Wenxiu hung up the phone, she smiled and said to Du Qiu: "A man named Chen Dawei came to you and said he wanted to give you a Spring Festival gift and asked you to wait for him here, and he would come over in a while."

This guy is such a cute and pure second-generation official...

I hope he doesn't send any weird gifts...

More than ten minutes later, Chen Dawei came with a gift that was not only a bit strange but also very expensive. It was a very rare portable handheld computer in the 1990s!

"The 100lx handheld computer released by HP in 1993 uses Intel 10186 processor, with a main frequency of 7.91MHz, 2M memory, and a built-in Microsoft DOS5.0 operating system, powered by two No. 5 batteries." Chen Dawei introduced the parameters carefully, and then rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Qiu, this was purchased by my father and his unit last year. A total of 10 units were purchased. After the purchase, the technicians thought that the screen and keyboard were too small, and no one wanted to use it, so they kept throwing it in the warehouse for dust. I thought it was quite interesting, so they made two units, one for each of us."

Du Qiu looked at the black box that looked very much like Wenquxing, but was N times thicker and larger than Wenquxing. He felt as if he saw a living dinosaur. He couldn't help but touch his chin and asked, "Is this thing very expensive?"

"I don't know very well. I may have spent a few thousand yuan when purchasing. Anyway, I went through the scrapping procedures when I took it, and I didn't spend any money." Chen Dawei didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Brother Qiu gave me such a good gift yesterday, and I can't help but reward me. Even if I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, I wish Brother Qiu a happy New Year and good luck."

The second generation is the second generation, and the resources are really rich...

I was still worried about not being able to afford a laptop, so he took out a few thousand yuan to give gifts...

Du Qiu pressed the boot button and looked at the beating prompts on the black and white LCD screen. It was both novel and nostalgic. The performance of this thing may not be as good as Wenquxing, who costs several hundred yuan after 2000, but it is still good to bring it back to his hometown during the Spring Festival to respond. At least you can use it to write some articles, write some codes, and play with it.

"Dawei, it's hard to refuse the kindness. I like this gift very much. Thank you."

"Brother Qiu is so polite to me." Chen Dawei was very happy to see Du Qiu received it, and said with a touch of his hand: "Actually, I have selfish intentions to send this out. I hope Brother Qiu will write a few more open source programs when he is fine during the Spring Festival, so that I can observe and learn it carefully. Yesterday, I read your 7-ZIP code several times. It feels like reading the "Nine Yin Sutra". The skill increases by 10% after reading it."

Du Qiu was immune to his very strong personal words. He typed a few lines of words on the keyboard in the form of two-finger Zen. It felt good and was very convenient to use, so he said, "I'm going to get an audio compression software during the Spring Festival."

Chen Dawei was stunned for a moment and asked, "Brother Qiu, have you made a 7-ZIP out? That can compress the audio file."

"Audio compression and compressing audio files are two different things. Now computers are beginning to develop in the direction of multimedia. Music, movies and games require audio. If there is a high compression ratio audio encoding and decoding software, it will be of great use."

"Brother Qiu, do you mean to develop a dedicated audio format like MP3?"

"Yes."

"Brother Qiu, you are such a peerless master. I can't even write a simple music playback software. You can actually create your own audio file format!" Chen Dawei shouted with an exaggerated expression but boring words for a few words, and saw Du Qiu laughing but not saying anything, so he stopped making a fuss. He asked, "Did my third brother contact you today?"

Chen Dayou and Chen Dawei seem to have some symptoms of social phobia, with low emotional intelligence and no way to deal with others, but as a second-generation official, he has to face various social engagements and harassment often. Over time, after suffering a lot, he was forced to figure out a programmatic routine to protect himself. However, Chen Dayou is more confident and uses the leadership style as a mask. He is slowly and leisurely, his behavior is rigid but very sensible, and he will not praise others randomly. Chen Dawei is more inferior and uses martial arts characters as masks. He is careless, his words and deeds are exaggerated but lacks confidence, and he likes to praise others. In short, only when he sits in front of the computer, his thinking and behavior are like normal people, and he is funny the rest of the time.

"I made a phone call last night and said I had received hundreds of emails."

"Damn! The third brother is really. He doesn't care about his brothers and doesn't call me, and he even says to me." Chen Dawei cursed, then walked to the desk and covered Su Wenxiu who was holding the novel and was peeping and eavesdropping, saying: "Administrator Su, can I use your phone?"

"Do you know me?"

"I used to go to your library to borrow martial arts novels, so of course I met you." Chen Dawei picked up the phone and asked casually while dialing the number: "You and Brother Qiu are quite compatible. When will you get married?"

Su Wenxiu was frightened, her mouth opened slightly, her eyes widened, and she looked at him dumbly, not knowing what to say.

"Menxiu and I are just ordinary friends, not boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Oh, sorry, I made a mistake. When I came in just now, I saw you sitting opposite each other with a book in my arms. The scene was quite romantic. I thought it was a pair." Chen Dawei explained casually, then held the microphone and waited for a long time. Seeing that no one answered the other, he hung up the phone and said, "The third brother is not in the dormitory, I will call you later... Hey, Brother Qiu, why don't we both go to him directly for lunch at noon? The dishes in their cafeteria taste good, and we can just see what the email is all about."

"If you are interested, go there by yourself. I have something else today and can't leave."

"Brother Qiu, you really have the style of a master, calm and calm. My third brother highly praised your four articles, but I don't understand them very well, so it's hard to say anything. However, if I wrote a code like 7-ZIP, I would definitely be so excited that I couldn't sleep after I sent it to the Internet. I wish I could stare at the email refresh 24 hours a day, waiting for someone to give me a good review."

Isn't this a typical Internet addiction...

How about I give you an electric shock therapy?

At this time, the phone on the desk rang again. Just as Su Wenxiu was about to answer, Chen Dawei had already grabbed the microphone and shouted blankly, "Stern brother-in-law, where did you go just now?", but he quickly changed his words and greeted him, "It's Brother Qiu's brother-in-law, hello, I'm Chen Dawei, I've been to your house in the morning... Okay, I'll give him the phone now. Brother Qiu, your brother-in-law is looking for you."

Du Qiu looked at the wall clock and found that it was already past 10 o'clock and the Tokyo stock market should be closed. So he put down his hand computer, picked up the microphone, and just said a word, he heard Lin Dawei say excitedly: "Aqiu, it's falling, it's falling! Jin Yu just called and said that the Tokyo stock market collapsed, just like you predicted last night. It fell by thousands of points in one morning, and it really plummeted!"

"Brother-in-law, don't be excited. Even if it drops by thousands of points, it will only be a income of tens of thousands of yuan."

"Hehe, tens of thousands of yuan are not much, but it is not easy to earn tens of thousands of yuan in one day. Chang'an is so angry that his head is full of smoke, and his face is as dark as the bottom of the pot. He said that I shouldn't have stopped him last night, and I lost the opportunity to get rich for a day in vain. Now I regret it to death."

"There is nothing to regret. There are opportunities to make money in the world every day. If you can make money while standing, don't lie down, otherwise it will be meaningless even if you make money."

"Aqiu, what you said is reasonable." Lin Dawei paused a little, and then asked: "Jinyu said that it might plummet in the afternoon. I asked if you want to continue shorting? If you continue, how many more points will it fall?"

Du Qiu had already adjusted his mindset at this time and no longer worried about his parents' divorce. He felt relaxed and said with a smile: "I am not a god. The stock market is like a battlefield, changing rapidly. I can guess that it will fall is the limit. How many points will it fall? Let's take a lottery, tell Sister Jinyu, if you have money, make money together, and pay together, 17,800. As long as the index falls to 17,800, we will leave the market and stop doing it."

"Earn together, pay together, 17,800, OK! That's it."

After Du Qiu hung up the phone, Chen Dawei was very curious and asked: "Brother Qiu, are you trading stocks? It seems that the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets are not even more than 10,000 points in total, right?"

"It's not the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets, it's the Tokyo stock market. I just made some speculations and I'll make about 10,000 or 20,000 yuan today."

"Brother Qiu, you really..."

"Stop bragging, I'm not Ding Chunqiu." Du Qiu made a gesture of rejection with both hands, then put his arms around his shoulders and said heartily: "We have exchanged gifts with each other, and we will be friends in the future. Don't make such pretentious gestures between friends. Just say it if you have something to say, get out of it, don't you think?"

Chen Dawei said ummy and ummy repeatedly, his face was a little embarrassed and moved. He moved his lips several times, and finally said only four words: "Look at Brother Qiu."

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Chapter completed!