The years of red flags

In the end, Gao Qi used his rare humiliation to win the favor of his two brothers.

Seeing this guy whistling and staggering towards his dormitory, Jiang Hua shook his head: "I'm a little worried about whether this guy will fall in love. I'm afraid he'll mess it up."

"Your boss doesn't need to worry about this little thing. This kind of ability is born in the mother's womb. You can use it freely when you meet someone you like. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so our tricks may not work on him."

"No wonder, it turns out that you were able to marry Jiang Biyun back home. It turned out that your mother brought you this ability. Then that can explain the fact that you and Yuan Jun were photographing wives on the street at that time. You are a born gangster."

Zheng Tong was not happy: "Yuan Jun and I are born bad guys, so who is your brother Zhong Yuemin?"

"He is even more of a scoundrel, there is no doubt about that."

This answer still satisfied Zheng Tong. It was strange that he seemed to like to compare Zhong Yuemin.

"Why do you want to compare with Zhong Yuemin? Does comparing with a person with a lower moral level give you a spontaneous sense of superiority?"

"No, he was our leader before, so competing with him is our obsession."

Jiang Hua was also speechless. They had been going around in circles for half a lifetime, but they still hadn't gotten out of this circle.

A few days later, Jiang Hua was called to the research institute angrily by Zheng Tong. Not knowing what was going on, Jiang Hua rushed to the research institute and asked anxiously: "What happened?"

"It's so interesting." Zheng Tong said in amazement: "The chat room you asked the Internet people to study before already has a rough shape. We tried it in the institute and it was very interesting. This is not a shout-out. You, the initiator, come and experience it and see if it’s the same as you imagined?”

"It's pretty fast. I thought it would take at least a year to get it done."

Zheng Tong stepped away from his desk and gave the computer to Jiang Hua: "Come and experience it. A chat room can accommodate fifteen people chatting at the same time. Today, the sky is the same as the sky, and the ground is the same. Very interesting.”

Jiang Hua was speechless at Zheng Tong's lack of knowledge, but then again, people who were new to the Internet found chat rooms both novel and admirable.

At this moment, someone was chatting on the computer screen. The page was quite simple. Jiang Hua had browsed hundreds of thousands of web pages and frowned involuntarily.

"Find an art major to redesign this page. It's too ugly and doesn't pay attention to the user experience at all."

"That's all for later. You need to experience the charm of this chat room first."

Zheng Tong now looks like an Internet addicted boy. Those who are addicted to playing games like to introduce the games they play to their friends.

"I'm not a user, I'm the boss, so I must pay attention to this user experience." Jiang Hua looked at the flashing words on the Xianbao screen, shook his head and said, "Why do they use digital IDs to identify themselves when they talk? .”

"What do you mean?"

"A digital ID is equivalent to an ID number. Do we have to have a name? I can't call you by your ID number when we meet, right?"

"What do you mean, I have to be called Zheng Tong here?" Jiang Hua shook his head: "Choose a nickname, whatever you want, Zheng with four eyes, four-eyed dog, whatever."

"Screw you, just name me. Why are you burying me? Then you might as well call me an old cow that eats young grass."

Jiang Hua smiled proudly: "Okay, my name also reflects my ability."

"Zhong Yuemin is a stinky hooligan, and you are a shameless person."

Jiang Hua smiled nonchalantly: "Also, can you put a profile picture in front of this ID? You can't upload photos yet. You can put a few cartoon pictures, just like the photos on the ID card. Make them cute and playful. They all have it.”

"Why do you have so many opinions? Why don't you just write a proposal and give it directly to the project team?"

"That's for sure." Jiang Hua nodded: "It's best to register for our webpage. This way you can keep his information and just log in directly the next time you come back. This will help increase the user's stickiness."

Zheng Tong frowned and said, "I understand, you are treating this thing as a business. What's the matter, do you want to register an Internet company?"

"Registration is absolutely required. In the future, apart from anything else, our institute will also have its own official website. We must first correct these shortcomings and find more art experts. We must first establish an Internet connection for flower growers. Sample."

Jiang Hua used the pen and paper on Zheng Tong's desk to write down a few opinions in a hurry, and Zheng Tong's secretary handed them to the research team.

"The boss is the boss after all, and his vision is longer than ours." After reading the opinions, people from the Internet Research Group said with emotion: "I feel like the boss has worked on the Internet before."

Jiang Hua's opinions were all minor technical issues, and they were all corrected in just one week. However, it was more difficult for the art students to study the layout of the chat room.

A month later, when Jiang Hua saw the brand-new chat room, he nodded with satisfaction: "This feels like it's ready to go online."

Post-[-] students would never imagine that promoting an online brand requires advertising in offline magazines.

Advertisements for Huaxing Internet Chat Room are published in various computer magazines. Those who have access to computers these days are not ordinary people. Except for specialized institutions, only rich people are left.

A week later, the chat room finally began to take shape, with 380 users. From now on, 380 users are simply not worth mentioning. Today's Internet technology uses tens of thousands as the unit.

The background of the Huaxing chat room indeed shows eighty registered users, and each chat room can accommodate fifteen people chatting at the same time. This is only possible because Jianghua invested a lot of server support regardless of the cost.

The manager of the chat room told Jiang Hua: "Boss, among these 380 users, [-] of them are employees of our research institute."

"It's okay, everything is difficult at the beginning." Jiang Hua comforted: "Now that the Internet is underdeveloped, it is no longer easy to have [-] users. In five years, the number of people who come to our chat room to play will be counted in the tens of thousands."

Seeing the flashing words on the chat room screen, Jiang Hua patted the manager on the shoulder: "Pay attention, they are not allowed to say anything. You must be positive, love your country and your family, and the Internet is not outside the law." Damn it, our chat room cannot be a place where filth can hide."

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