Reborn in 2000, starting from the university website

There were no classes on Friday afternoon, and the wind in Nangang District was even stronger than in Daoli District. Bai Yuhang held the black folder in his hand as if it were a sacred sword.

Upon entering the "Speed ​​Zone" internet cafe, the owner, a balding middle-aged man, was looking for an excuse to send away the students who were trying to sell things. Bai Yuhang didn't waste any words and simply spread the letter of intent he had signed with Blue Speed ​​Club on the bar counter.

"Boss Wang, look at this signature." Bai Yuhang pointed to the three flamboyant characters at the bottom of the signature, "Shi Hongchao, General Manager Shi."

The balding boss's previously nonchalant eyelids twitched suddenly, his back straightened instantly, he picked up the paper and examined it repeatedly, his tone immediately changing: "President Shi of Blue Speed? He uses your methods too?"

"Not just use it, but the whole system is custom-made." Bai Yuhang took back the contract, his expression calm. "President Shi said this system can elevate the internet cafe's image. Boss Wang, you contacted Brother Zhao before to ask for the software, but I don't know why you haven't heard back. Your location is no worse than Lansu's; if you fall behind on this software, your customer base will suffer..."

There was no need to spell it out. Boss Wang immediately agreed to lock the homepage, and even offered to pay a software usage fee of 1,000 yuan, plus reimbursement for lunch and travel expenses.

This tactic of "borrowing the tiger's power" has proven effective time and again. In just one afternoon, three other internet cafes in Nangang District were also successfully acquired, securing a revenue of 3,000 yuan.

By this point in 2000, the four largest and most profitable of Harbin's seven main urban districts had all established themselves, and the traffic picture had finally come together.

Back at school, Bai Yuhang didn't rest either, pulling his third brother Zhang Jian into the computer room.

"This call function must be stable. Pressing F1 should make the bar ring immediately, with a delay of no more than one second." Bai Yuhang stared at the code on the screen.

Zhang Jian, sporting dark circles under his eyes, typed rapidly: "Don't worry, I added a heartbeat detection. Unless a mouse chews through the network cable, it'll definitely beep. Oh, and Lao Liu, we still need to burn discs. Should I go buy ten more blank discs?"

"Buy the best quality ones, we'll have them engraved and ready."

Saturday morning, dormitory 206.

The curtains were drawn tightly shut, with only a sliver of light seeping through the crack in the door. Old Eight, Jiang Shuo, quietly dressed, stuffing two thick English books and a dictionary into his bag. He glanced back at the others still fast asleep, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

What future can a bunch of good-for-nothings achieve by messing around for a few days? In the end, they'll still have to rely on their diplomas to find jobs.

He pushed up his glasses, exuding a sense of superiority as if he were the only one sober in a world of drunks, gently opened the door, and then closed it with a "click," his footsteps quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Ten seconds after the door closed, Jiao Liwei, the eldest brother who had been snoring loudly, suddenly jumped up from the bed.

"Gone?" Liu Jing, the fifth brother, poked his head out from under the covers.

"Let's go." Jiao Liwei jumped off the ground barefoot, rushed over and locked the door, then turned around and yelled, "Stop playing dead! Get up! It's time for the shareholders' meeting!"

The group quickly dressed and got out of bed, their eyes shining brighter than light bulbs, showing no signs of sleepiness whatsoever.

Bai Yuhang pulled over a chair and sat back down in the middle, his expression serious.

"Brothers, the days of performing as a makeshift troupe are over." Bai Yuhang tapped his finger on the paper. "From today onwards, we need to have a proper name."

"The company's name is tentatively set as 'Harbin Qihang Technology Co., Ltd.'" Bai Yuhang's gaze swept over everyone. "In terms of equity distribution, the six of us in our dormitory, excluding me and Lao Ba, will each contribute 20% based on our technical and human resources. I will hold these shares on your behalf for now. In the future, whether it's dividends or salaries, the eldest brother will distribute them according to his work performance. Whoever does more work will get more."

"20%?" Zhang Jian, the third brother, scratched his messy hair. "Sixth brother, is this appropriate? You provided the money, you paved the way, you developed the software, and we're just running errands and installing machines..."

"Without you guys running errands, could I have installed a thousand machines in Harbin all by myself in a day?" Bai Yuhang interrupted him, pointing to another section, "This 10% is for that investor in Beijing. He provided the start-up capital, and we'll need him to raise more capital in the future. I'll take the majority of the remaining 70%, because I have to be the captain of this ship, and I have to decide the direction."

"You have to call the shots!" Liu Jing, the fifth brother, shouted. "Anyone who dares to challenge you for the direction, I'll be the first to beat them up."

Yang Bo, the second son, didn't say anything. He turned around, took out an inkpad and pen from the drawer, and quickly drafted a "Shareholding Agreement," then made six copies for everyone.

"Since it's a company, there has to be a reason." Yang Bo slammed the agreement on the table. "Sign it, put your fingerprints on it. This thing may look like a piece of paper now, but it could be a mountain of gold in the future."

Seven bright red handprints were pressed down, and the atmosphere in the room became somewhat solemn.

"Second brother, how's the registration going?" Bai Yuhang asked.

Yang Bo adjusted his glasses and pulled a stack of forms from his bag: "The name verification is approved. As long as no one has the same name, it should be approved on Monday. The registered capital is 1,000 yuan, the organization code certificate is 130 yuan, the seal engraving is at least 200 yuan, and the bank account opening is 500 yuan. I've calculated it all; the whole set of procedures will be completed within 2,000 yuan."

"A regular army, huh..." The fourth brother, Wan Lianghao, chuckled as he touched the agreement. "We're part of an organization now."

"Alright, save your reflections for later." Bai Yuhang stood up, his eyes sharpening. "There are a few things to discuss today, so listen carefully."

The dormitory fell silent instantly; no one dared to even breathe.

"First, everyone mobilize, target: Blue Speed ​​Internet Cafe." Bai Yuhang held up one finger. "This time, we're not going to help or give orders, we're going to fulfill the contract. We'll handle the entire installation. We're the contractor, they're the client."

"How much?" Liu Jing couldn't help but ask.

Bai Yuhang paused for a moment, then slowly uttered a number: "Installation fee plus one year's maintenance fee, 15,000."

"hiss--"

A collective gasp filled the dormitory.

In 2000, a one-bedroom apartment in a less desirable area of ​​Harbin cost only 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. These students only had 300 to 400 yuan a month for living expenses, so 15,000 yuan was an astronomical figure.

"How much?!" The eldest brother, Jiao Liwei, exclaimed, his voice cracking. "Sixth brother, are you kidding? Fifteen thousand?"

"It's a contract signed in black and white." Bai Yuhang looked at his brothers, who had never seen the world before, and laughed. "So everyone better be on your best today and install the systems perfectly! If anyone messes up, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"I'm going to brush my teeth right now! Brush them three times!" The third brother, Zhang Jian, jumped up and ran towards the washroom.

"Wait, I'm not finished yet." Bai Yuhang chuckled and called out to stop him. "The second thing is, after you take the money, give 1,000 to Brother Zhao Jianjun first. That's the rule. We should never forget those who helped us. The remaining 14,000 goes into the company's public account. That's the ammunition for development. Nobody should touch it."

Everyone nodded; it was too hot to handle the money, so they felt more at ease leaving it at the company.

"Third," Bai Yuhang changed the subject, a sly look on his face, "besides Lansu, we also have to finish up with those three companies in Nangang today. The three thousand yuan in cash they gave us won't go into the company account."

"Then who should we give it to?" Zhang Qingheng, the seventh brother, asked in a low voice.

"This is for ourselves." Bai Yuhang patted Jiao Liwei on the shoulder. "Here's three thousand yuan, boss. Let's set up a 'slush fund.' From now on, when we go out to do business, our taxi fares, meals, cigarettes, and drinks will all come from this. Even though we're starting a business, we can't go on a revolution on an empty stomach. As long as there's income, I guarantee everyone will have something to eat."

"Long live Lao Liu!" Liu Jing roared, almost blowing the roof off.

"Alright, stop howling!" Jiao Liwei kicked Liu Jing in the butt, but his face lit up with a grin. "Hurry up and get ready, wash your face and brush your teeth! Today we're going to take down Lansu! I'll tell you the fourth and fifth things! When we get back tonight, we'll do a big clean-up of the Taigu Street warehouse, and afterwards we'll have stir-fries and barbecues. The company's treating, all you can eat!"

"Let's go!"

A group of people rushed towards the water room, clattering and rattling the pots and pans.

Young hormones surged in the corridor. The little boat of Dorm 206 was finally about to set sail today, thanks to these five simple things.