The glasses boy nicknamed Aqiang is twenty-two years old and is about to graduate from internship.
His younger brother is currently studying at Donghuang Rose Middle School. He is a special enrollment student who is exempt from tuition and miscellaneous fees. He has excellent grades. Apart from his good grades, he has no other bright spots. He is simply a transparent person in the school.
Being in the same class as Jiang Yu, of course he knew the famous Young Master Su and Young Master He on campus.
The last few days.
Jiang Yu's classmate, in accordance with his brother's request, handed over a total of more than twenty letters.
Huang Zewen, Zhao Yimeng and others are also on the target list, and the only criterion for screening is that their families are rich.
"Fishing letters" were sent out, but no one took the bait.
The guy with glasses who really didn’t understand how to promote it was filled with melancholy.
That night.
A user registered as "Real Man" suddenly appeared in the program interface developed by Glasses and Xiaopang, and sent a symbol - "?"
In the list next to it, there are two other users, namely Glasses and Xiaopang.
A multi-person instant messaging program, you can chat after registering.
The idea is pretty good.
But at present, students in universities like to play ICQ, and no one pays attention to the crude product developed by two nerds for their own entertainment.
At the other end of the network cable is the Zhao family mansion in Bishop Mountain.
Zhao Yimeng was sitting in front of the computer, with nervousness, fear and a little anxiety written all over his face.
The door is locked.
She also received the "Come in~" letter.
The charm of the Internet lies in hiding behind the scenes and not being afraid of social death.
This girl had a trace of curiosity and a longing for the unknown, and then she broke in by accident under the online name of "Real Man".
The situation in front of her was obviously different from what she had imagined.
Zhao Yimeng's big eyes were filled with confusion, and his long eyelashes were trembling.
Although she didn't know much about it, she only accidentally caught a glimpse of the webpage opened by a male classmate in computer class.
but……
Where are the pictures? Where are the texts?
Near Ruins of St. Paul's Commercial Street, in a small building.
Su Yehao was waiting for Yin Liuli, waiting for her to finish her work and go back to the apartment together.
It's nine o'clock in the evening and I'm a little sleepy.
The apartment on the rooftop has been ventilated for most of the month, and you can still smell the decoration smell. In order to facilitate Yin Liuli's accounting, a Dell computer was just installed in the study room of the apartment last week.
While playing the Spider Solitaire mini-game, Su Yehao suddenly remembered that he had not successfully installed the program in the afternoon. At this moment, he logged into his Yahoo mailbox and started downloading again.
The internet speed is slightly faster than that of the school.
A small program of several megabytes takes four minutes to download.
Installation completed.
He was quite surprised to find that the software was called "Chat Room".
Follow the prompts to register, name it "Happy Little Guagua", and have a four-digit account number - 0029.
It was unclear if there were only twenty-nine people registered. Su Yehao saw the user column on the side page, which said "real man", "dumb", and "ahqiang". The function was simple and did not show whether he was online or not.
A familiar melody echoed in his head.
Su Yehao continued to play Spider Solitaire, humming: "Azhen fell in love with Aqiang, on a starry night..."
at this time.
He found a line of text appearing on the chat interface.
Real Man: “What’s for here?”
Aqiang: "Promote and find investment. My program is great!"
Real man: "Where is it? I can't find it."
Aqiang: "This chat room!"
Real man: "...Where is this? Sorry, this is my first time entering an adult website and I have no experience."
See here.
Su Yehao burst out laughing!
Immediately typed back:
"Brother, this is not an adult website. Please, it's already 1997. Can you have some experience? If you feel lonely, just go to Yahoo to search for pictures. Aqiang, you talked about business in the email, what's going on?"
There are no emoticons, the page is too simple, just text symbols.
Real Man: “…Okay, I don’t understand.”
Aqiang, a boy with glasses, quickly replied:
"You are the rich students of Donghuang Rose Middle School? My project is guaranteed to be popular. Do you want to invest? It's just a few thousand pocket money. Let's be the boss together and make a fortune together!"
There is no standard in what he says, and he is a bit too direct.
Su Yehao realized from this that the other party might be a newbie, so he continued typing and wrote: "It's a bit like ICQ. Who wrote the program code? Original?"
At the City University of Casino, Aqiang, a boy with glasses, was stunned and replied:
"You know it. My friend and I wrote it. You can go to jail for copying the code. We only borrowed AOL's ideas. IQC one-on-one chat, my chat room can accommodate twenty people communicating at the same time."
Open the browser and quickly search AOL.
America Online, a company with a market value of tens of billions of dollars, did launch a chat room product.
According to the content in the news, AOL Chat Room currently has more than 2 million users and charges a monthly membership fee of US$19.95 per month. The number of paying users has increased astonishingly.
Su Yehao found it interesting and immediately asked: "Twenty people? How about more?"
Aqiang: "...I haven't tried it, there aren't that many users!"
through the screen.
Because of the previous misunderstanding, he asked the wrong question and seemed so ignorant that Zhao Yimeng hugged his knees in shame.
She looked up and saw "Happy Little Guagua" and "Ah Qiang" chatting animatedly.
Finding that they were talking about investment, Zhao Yimeng turned his attention to the program itself and suddenly realized its practicality.
For example, colleagues in the company, classmates in the entire class, or a group of old friends scattered all over the world can communicate through this program.
Following Aqiang's tips, I searched AOL and found a lot of information.
Zhao Yimeng was suddenly disappointed again.
It is indeed a good project, but unfortunately someone has already done it and done it better, with a market value of tens of billions of dollars.
I saw that a netizen named "Happy Little Guagua" had already started talking to Aqiang about the price of buying out this product, but Aqiang only quoted 50,000 Hong Kong dollars.
A mere fifty thousand yuan.
Zhao Yimeng felt that there was an opportunity to improve it and promote it in casinos, port cities, treasure islands and other places.
The successful example of AOL is before our eyes, which shows that this path can work.
Since she became an adult, her parents have tried to get her involved in the family business. When it comes to business acumen, Zhao Yimeng is countless times better than Su Yehao before.
She didn't know that the "happy little croak" was Su Yehao, so she immediately typed it and sent it, writing - "50,000 yuan, sell it to me."
In a three-story building.
Seeing these words, Su Yehao's face turned dark.
A real man again.
You were already diving just now, why did you come out to disrupt the situation?
Su Yehao wondered whether he would raise the price after encountering a pig-killing plate?
The more I think about it, the more it seems possible. But if this product is really original and doesn't copy other people's code, but just borrows ideas, maybe you can make some pocket money.
So, Su Yehao typed and wrote: "Hey, hey, hey, first come, first served!"
A real man immediately replies: "When it comes to business, the one with the highest price gets it."
At City University of Casino, the boy with glasses and Xiao Pang saw the two bickering and fighting over each other, and they were so moved that they almost cried.
However, Happy Little Guagua sent another message, which read:
"You're teasing me by raising the price together? This is boring, isn't it? I can find someone to make a product like this for tens of thousands of yuan, and it's even better!"
A Qiang felt cold, and hurriedly sat back in front of the computer, typing:
"Calm down. You are all classmates. There is no need to have conflicts. You can sit down and talk face to face! You can do it at any time!"