It can name a small company that has not been successfully registered as an alumni company, find second-hand computers that have just been eliminated by the school, and find relatively cheap vacant houses in suitable places.
Fang Zhuo really felt that it was really worth it to spend 1,500 yuan a month to hire Zhou Xin, and he had already paid back the money in less than a month...
"Xiao Zhou, we must become bigger and stronger. Your current monthly salary is too cheap."
Fang Zhuo talked about this topic on the way to the hospital with the technical director.
Zhou Xin looked excited: "Brother Fang, do you want a salary increase?"
"No, what I mean is that when the company becomes bigger and stronger, the shares you hold will reflect the value of your work and the meaning of life." Fang Zhuo painted a beautiful picture of the future.
Zhou Xin's happy expression disappeared at a visible speed.
He said a little listlessly: "Brother Fang, why did you bring me to the hospital? I can't speak... I don't know the hospital leader. I've been uncomfortable seeing white coats in the hospital since I was a child."
What I need is that you can't speak... Fang Zhuo murmured in his heart. He didn't tell Zhou Xin about his recent operation on Lao Sun. Likewise, he didn't tell Teacher Xiao Su about the whole process. Only Yu Hong knew.
towards.
"As a technical director, how can you not go deep into the front line to understand the needs? What kind of network are we? Registered! We must be connected with the hospital." Fang Zhuo lectured, "Do you know QICQ?"
Zhou Xin nodded: "I know, it was a communication software developed last year, and many people in the school are using it."
"Then do you know how people get into the front line?" Fang Zhuo continued to impart knowledge.
Zhou Xin was very surprised: "What's the first line of communication software? Brother Fang, that's using the Internet to chat. Isn't the Internet the first line?"
"That's right, Mr. Ma of my company, in order to get into the front line, he pretended to be a beautiful woman on his own software to chat with netizens. Look, what kind of spirit is this? Isn't it worth learning from you?" Fang Zhuo said righteously.
Zhou Xin fell into deep thought and pretended to be a beautiful woman? Do you want to learn this?
When the First Affiliated Hospital arrived, the two got out of the taxi. Zhou Xin was wearing a plaid shirt and carrying a bag, and Fang Zhuo was wearing a cultural shirt with the words University of Science and Technology of China printed on it and carrying a briefcase.
Zhou Xin took two steps and suddenly felt some disharmony. He saw someone holding a briefcase in front of him, but he was wearing a shirt and black pants. Brother Fang was like this...
"Brother Fang, um, let's... let's..." Zhou Xin hesitated for a while, "Are we going to buy two boxes of fruit? Are we going to go there with the information like this?"
"That's it." Fang Zhuo said with certainty, "Also, you must remember that today is not about the cooperation between the company and the hospital, but about a pilot project and writing a thesis for the computer science major of the University of Science and Technology of China."
Zhou Xin nodded silently, this was what he had been told when he came.
He was recalling various instructions from his boss in his mind, and he didn't feel any nervousness.
Soon, the vice president's office arrived.
The door was ajar, and there was only a man in a white coat sitting on a chair inside.
Boom, boom, boom.
Fang Zhuodang knocked on the door twice first, attracting the attention of the familiar stranger inside, and then said with a simple smile: "Hello, hello, is this Dean Sun? We are students of the University of Science and Technology of China."
"Come in, are you okay?" Vice President Sun Xingqun was a little surprised to see two students who looked like visiting. He had been in a bad mood recently and asked directly without even showing a smile.
Zhou Xin said nothing.
Fang Zhuo did not enter the door, but stood at the door and said: "Are you Dean Sun? Our school has a national science and technology innovation competition. We made a system on the computer and wanted to come to the First Affiliated Hospital to try it. Hey, that, it's all
Free.”
Sun Xingqun captured the keyword "National". He looked at the three words "University of Science and Technology of China" clearly visible on Fang Zhuo's body, and said with a little more seriousness: "Come in and talk."
Zhou Xin went first, Fang Zhuo came last, and then he closed the office door.
Sun Xingqun frowned: "Don't close the door."
Just for a moment, some judgment flashed through Fang Zhuo's mind. This may be because Lao Sun was affected by the "send first and then demand incident" a few days ago. Now he doesn't even close the door, allowing his colleagues and leaders to see what's going on inside.
Fang Zhuo quickly reached out and opened the door, while Zhou Xin silently placed the information on the table and handed it over directly.
Sun Xingqun glanced at the boy wearing glasses and said nothing, and said to himself, these two are stunned.
He briefly looked at the information, handed it back from the table, shook his head and said, "Our hospital can't let you mess around. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible?"
Fang Zhou said "Ah", hurriedly took the information, and hurriedly explained: "Dean Sun, our system is very stable. It has been tested for a long time and has been tested by the teacher."
Sun Xingqun just shook his head and said without interest: "The hospital is related to thousands of patients. If something goes wrong, not only you can't afford it, but even I, the director, can't afford it."
Zhou Xin suddenly said: "Just go to the provincial level."
Provincial, provincial, provincial again.
Sun Xingqun was a little unhappy, but something suddenly moved in his mind. Is this computer or competition related to the informatization that Old Man Su was talking about?
Informatization, informatization, what exactly is informatization?
This idea came to the deputy dean's mind again after a few days.
His expression became a little more friendly, and he smiled for the first time: "I haven't heard of it. Have you gone to the provincial level? What can your system do?"
Before Fang Zhuo spoke, Zhou Xin suddenly became excited. Naturally, the system he wrote knew best what it could do.
Zhou Xin began to introduce the application in a gushing manner, from registering data to calling interfaces, from technical screening to account printing... The registration network is said to achieve a single function, but there are many issues that must be considered in the process.
For example, how to use technology to prevent scalpers from using ID cards to register first, this requires filtering the data.
Sun Xingqun heard a lot of words, and he tried to understand them as much as possible, but he only knew that they were related to registration.
"Dean Sun, for us, one is a competition and the other is to solve the registration and pre-diagnosis process. At the same time, according to our instructor, this is also in response to the call for national informatization."
"I'm really sorry, Dean, we were a little presumptuous."
Fang Zhuo apologized and continued: "However, our system is indeed very mature and reliable. How about this? I'll leave you a phone number and you can wait until we launch a pilot in the province to see the effect.
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"Or, we have to write a paper after the pilot. You can also contact us at that time."
Sun Xingqun pressed his index finger on the table, waiting for the provincial government first? The day lilies are already cold.
He pondered: "Two classmates, this pilot project of yours is information-based, right? What are the consequences if it fails?"
"Even if you fail, everything will still be the same." Fang Zhuo assured him, patting his chest, and his student-like appearance was something to be learned from all over the world.
"Then..." Sun Xingqun thought about the newspapers he had read, "Actually, you can try it, but I have to know what is going on with you."
"Okay, Dean, we can imitate it directly using your computer."
