A few days later, all four groups of people appeared.
The voice chat service is slowly getting on the right track, and its popularity has been very impressive. A large number of local netizens have flocked to it because they saw advertisements or heard about it.
After arriving, you must go into the public chat room. Many people don't want to come out after entering. Although there are some voice chat rooms now, they lack operation and the administrator is just an administrator.
This one created by Yao Yuan has topic guidance every day, and the administrator is more like a host. It is also very targeted and the main force is college students.
These people are prostitutes for free, and those who are willing to spend money will naturally experience the fun of private chatting and the many traps of the club.
The surge in visits and membership has increased the company's work pressure.
"ha!"
After getting off work, Yao Yuan yawned and turned off the computer listlessly.
He has been with each group of girls from the beginning to the end on their first day on the job. Plus the night shift rotation, they haven't slept well recently. Because the night shift anchors work from six o'clock to two o'clock in the morning, at least one website editor must follow them so that they can handle them at any time.
some problems.
There are not enough manpower now, everyone has to take a turn.
"Wu Jun, are you working night shift today?"
"Um!"
"If the backend can solve it immediately, if it needs technical personnel, just call them. Don't be embarrassed."
Yao Yuan knew that they were also tired, so he encouraged them: "If you continue to work hard for a while, the night shift subsidy will not be unfair to you. We are preparing to recruit people, and then we will be able to stagger the rest."
"Commander Yao, are you hiring again?"
"Wu Jun and the others have only joined the company not long ago."
"It's developing so fast... By the way, be sure to close the windows at night, it's very windy these days."
Yao Yuan waved his hand and walked away with his bag on his back.
In fact, based on his experience, he is not opposed to working overtime or taking on more work, as long as the money is available. What is really disgusting is that he only talks about his ideals with you, treats you like a mule, and doesn't pay you.
Now that I am my own boss, I feel no psychological burden by asking my employees to work more, and I have never been mistreated with money.
After leaving the building, I had some food nearby and returned to Jinhuyuan Apartment.
When I arrived, I bought another bottle of wine in the supermarket.
These are all hobbies developed in a previous life. As a middle-aged man with some spare money, he always likes to tinker with things. Yao Yuan also plays beads and fishes, but at the same time he also collects wine, plays with drones, and plays with incense and seals.
The preferences are quite broad.
This wine is okay, Changyu Cabernet. When he got home, he put it in a newly bought small wine cabinet. Now there are more and more things in the house, and the company's revenue is getting stronger and stronger.
He is ready to buy a house.
After washing and washing, it was completely dark, so I turned on the computer and continued surfing.
Log in to the club and enter the "college life" of the public chat room. There are more than 800 people online, and it is as lively as ever.
As soon as his number was added, the chat room became excited:
"Brother Umbrella is here!"
"Guard you! Where is Mahan of Zhang Long and Zhao Hu Dynasty?"
"Brother Umbrella, do you have any new jokes today? I can't sleep at night if I don't hear your jokes every day!"
Yao Yuan took over the administrator's authority, turned on the microphone, and asked: "Good evening everyone, who is playing the home field today?"
"Those grandsons from the University of Law!"
"Everyone of them is so imbecile, they gave us two hours of training."
Yao Yuan took a look, and sure enough, the member list on the right all started with "China University of Political Science and Law." Nowadays, this format of school name + online name has been accepted by most netizens.
Every day we provoke each other here, and we make friends and make love.
Then I don’t know who started it, and they started to use the school as a team to form a group to compete for wheat. Whichever school competes for more will be the home court.
"A law major? People who study law are not easy to mess with." Yao Yuan said with a smile.
"Hey, whatever tricks Brother Umbrella has up his sleeve today, let's just go ahead and do it," said a netizen from the French University of Law.
"Well……"
Yao Yuan touched his nose. Luo Xiang will be a graduate student at French University right now, right?
He coughed twice and said: "I happened to hear about a case and I don't know the details. Please answer it."
"Say~ Zhang San dragged a girl into the woods and prepared to rape her. At this moment, you suddenly appeared and asked, 'Can I join?'
Zhang San readily agreed.
So you raped Zhang San.
Ask, what crime have you committed?"
"Hahaha! Umbrella brother is indeed an umbrella brother!"
"Is this a question that anyone can think of?"
"Brother Umbrella, don't be like this. My surname is Zhang and my nickname is San'er."
The chat room was filled with joy, and those from the CUPL said "Hey!"
But it happened to be a case worth studying, so he analyzed it seriously, and Yao Yuan stayed with everyone for a while, and then he hid his merits and fame.
Leave the chat room and go to your personal homepage.
This makes me very worried. Not many people use the newly added "Web log" function, or in other words, modern netizens still don't know what this thing can do.
"..."
Yao Yuan opened his notepad and looked at the bits and pieces he had recorded.
In the second half of this year, Blog came out. It was started by a guy named Fang Xingdong. He gave Blog a translation with Chinese characteristics: Blog.
The blog was not popular at all at first. Thanks to a female Bodhisattva named "Mu Zimei", the blog became popular.
Let’s not mention these for now, let’s just say that Yao Yuan looked at his plan and there was one item in it: blog – social networking site – Weibo – WeChat.
well!
Does anyone know that the club he went through so much trouble to build is just a prerequisite for this?
It looks like a mess now, but it will be consolidated in the future.
Yao Yuan drew a circle on "Blog" and closed the book. No matter who it was, no matter what significance it gave to the blog, it could not change its essence.
It is a web log.
"It needs to be cultivated! That's the only thing that was not good about the barbaric era. Everything needs to be cultivated."
Yao Yuan shrugged, holding his chin in one hand, surfing the Internet for a while, when he suddenly saw a news article on Sohu:
"I believe many people will never forget that in the spring of 2000, Beijing was hit by 12 sandstorms... Instantaneous winds in some areas reached level 8 to 9, and rolling yellow sand enveloped the entire capital within a few hours..."
"The sand and dust weather in the capital has been recorded as early as in the "History of the Yuan Dynasty"... Since the beginning of the new century, the study of sand and dust storms has become a focus of academic circles. One of the most controversial issues is where the source of the sand and dust storms in the capital is..."
"Experts say that it is now late March, which is the season when sand and dust weather occurs most frequently in Beijing. Citizens are reminded to pay attention to weather changes..."
Yao Yuan went to check the window before finishing it.
As Commander Yao, who has been living in the capital all his life, he is very familiar with the world of the capital.
Especially in spring and winter, spring is windy, dusty, and white wool (poplar catkins) is floating all over the streets; winter is dry, hazy, and dirty from the sky to the ground.
It has been managed, but it has not been cured even after 20 years. This thing is difficult to deal with.
Around 9 o'clock, Yao Yuan couldn't hold on any longer and decided to go to bed early.
Take off the remaining underwear, put on a big vest, have a 22-year-old body, a 42-year-old temperament, and have to pee before going to bed. Stand in front of the toilet, swing the pendulum, wow!
Maybe I didn't rest well during this period, and it was yellow and not smooth.
"..."
Yao Yuan trembled, as if he had written a good joke but the result was not as good as what he said in this chapter, he was as depressed~