Zhang San didn't dare to delay, wishing he could make the company's website in minutes, but everything should be done step by step. He did not rush to make the company's website first, but found several recruitment platforms, such as Qicheng Information Port, 58
The same city, etc., first put up the recruitment information of 'Jingtong Food Factory' for Taobao store customer service and personnel department supervisors.
These days, major websites do not have the concept of charging, nor do they hide your contact information. Instead, they force users to recharge and consume. Everything is transparent.
After finishing it, Zhang San started working on the website non-stop. This is not complicated. He just fills in the company's information and records the contact information including email, landline, mobile phone number and PHS, so that it can be convenient for others.
It is easy for people to contact themselves, and a simple web version can be completed.
If you want to build a beautiful company website, you have to build a framework and modules, which is troublesome to build.
He knew the boss didn't need to do that now.
On Friday, Xia Zekai had been staying in the factory, sometimes going to help here, sometimes going to help there. Later, he found that wherever he stayed, the work was busier.
He understood that today was different from the past. His presence there was unnecessary and hindered other people's work, so he simply returned to his office.
Turning on the computer, he browsed the current affairs news online for a while, then logged in to his QQ account and looked at his space log. He found that the reading volume of the top two logs had increased significantly, and the number of likes and comments also appeared.
A significant increase.
Xia Zekai is thinking about what to write in his next diary.
For the time being, he has no topics that are easy to provoke people's nerves.
As for the stock market?
He had never traded in stocks in his previous life, and he only knew a few well-known stocks.
Thinking of this, Xia Zekai remembered something. Pan Qin and her husband Qu Liangping had recommended a stock to him, which was Kweichow Moutai, and it happened to be one of the few stocks Xia Zekai knew.
But when Xia Zekai didn't have any money in his hands, he never bought it.
Now that he has some spare money, he is wondering if he should buy some?
But the house has also been put on the agenda. Compared with buying stocks, changing the house is the most important thing. It's so embarrassing!
I casually wrote down a few symbols using the first letters of the Pinyin alphabet in my notebook, without fear of being read.
He didn't know what to write in his diary for the time being, so he tried to browse the space diary of Pan Qin, the only 'space king' among his friends.
Ever since Pan Qin learned how to make money, she has never stopped keeping a diary, even when she is away from home.
Xia Zekai read several of Pan Qin's diaries in succession, and he discovered that Pan Qin really wrote the diary in the form of a travelogue.
Every time she went to a place, she would record the local customs and customs there. She would record the local customs and habits bit by bit in this way, record how many local good friends the family met there, etc.
Xia Zekai discovered in her diary that her family actually got together with other convoys on the way.
Pan Qin wrote this in his diary: "We finally drove into Tibet today. Laoqu was exhausted these days. We decided to find a place to stay first and take a good bath to rest for the day. We haven't settled in yet.
While checking in at the hotel, I met a group of friends who came from Yicheng, Jidong Province."
"As soon as I heard the accent, I knew that I was from my hometown. I felt very friendly when I was away from home. During the chat, I learned that the destination of both parties was the Potala Palace, so I decided to leave for the next destination together tomorrow..."
"It's great. When can I take the three of them out for a swim in such a free and easy way?" Xia Zekai began to think about it.
But he knows that this is not simply a problem that can be solved by how much money there is. It is currently in vain.
He then read another diary written by Pan Qin. The title of this diary was "Harvest on the Road". The name seemed a bit literary and youthful. Xia Zekai smiled slightly and continued reading the text.
The opening chapter is written in the same way. On the way to a road trip with their newly made friends from the same hometown, Pan Qin heard one of his friends in Yicheng talking about something called "Bitcoin". Pan Qin was
The first time she heard about this thing, she was very curious about what it was, so she asked her friend to explain it to her. However, the friend himself also knew little about it and couldn't explain the details inside.
In the middle part of the diary, Pan Qin expressed her dissatisfaction and loss about not fully understanding a new thing, but for her, this is just part of her learning along the way, and there is still a lot to need on the next journey.
In order to learn something, she temporarily put aside the new thing "Bitcoin".
But when Xia Zekai saw this thing, his eyes lit up and he thought, can I write this?
Buy some Bitcoin and keep it?
He wanted to, but he didn't even study stocks much in his previous life, and he didn't know how to buy and sell Bitcoin. He just heard that this thing should be stored in a wallet, but where is the wallet?
He never thought about becoming the richest man in the world. For him, doing one thing well is enough.
"Well, I can write a prediction for Bitcoin. After all, it should be very cheap now." Xia Zekai thought in his mind.
But then he rejected it again.
He checked online and easily found some information about Bitcoin. It was just born at the beginning of this year. It is now extremely cheap. It is said that a programmer used 2,000 Bitcoins to exchange for a loaf of bread. I don’t know who he is.
How will you feel after ten years?
As soon as he saw this information, Xia Zekai's index finger twitched. He was thinking about not buying too much, but whether he should buy it for a hundred yuan and keep it. If he can sell it in the future, he would sell it. If he couldn't sell it, he would treat it as nothing.
What's going on?
Later, he recorded this information in the form of initial letters in his notebook.
Xia Zekai didn't come up with anything for a whole day, and he stopped tinkering later.
After resting for a while in the office, I woke up. It was almost three o'clock. Seeing that the delivery van outside had not left yet, Xia Zekai hurriedly ran out and followed him.
On the way, Xia Zekai also called his father, Xia Weicheng.
I told him about taking the three mothers back to my hometown tomorrow.
Xia Weicheng roared: "Come back as soon as you come back. What else are you calling? I don't know how expensive the phone bill is. Okay, I'll ask your mother to kill the chicken at home and stew it for the girl and Tongtong to eat.
, drive slower tomorrow, I died."
"..." Xia Zekai rubbed his ears and looked at the phone with a black screen, feeling happy.
In the evening, after dinner, Xia Zekai and Luo Xiyun began to pack things, most of which were for Yatou and Tongtong.
It is no exaggeration to say that Luo Xiyun still packed a suitcase full of clothes in less than two days after going back on Saturday and weekend.
"Daughter-in-law, you want to move!" Xia Zekai teased her, but was frightened by Luo Xiyun's slap.
She said: "Shut up if you don't help."
It was a peaceful night.
Early the next morning, Xia Zekai went to buy some soy milk, fried dough sticks, tofu curd and steamed dumplings. After the family of four finished eating, Xia Zekai drove the car with the tires changed straight to the Jiqing Expressway.
Luo Xiyun also yelled: "Zekai, when we come back, instead of driving on the highway, let's go down the road and take a look at the scenery on the roadside."
"What's so good to see on a hot day? You really don't know the time." Xia Zekai's tone was full of ridicule.
I started running from the Qicheng Expressway intersection along the Jiqing Expressway with a speed limit of 80 mph. This process was extremely boring and tedious. If there were traffic jams or minor accidents on the road, I would have to wait even longer.
Xia Zekai thought that the leader who proposed changing the Jidong Expressway into a two-way eight-lane had not yet come to Jidong to take office, so they had to wait.
From Qicheng, we ran along the highway to Ping County, Jicheng, then crossed the pontoon bridge and went to the other side of the Yellow River. By this time, almost four hours had passed, and the journey was generally smooth.
Then we ran from the pontoon to their house. The distance was obviously very short, only six or seven kilometers, but Xia Zekai felt that he couldn't finish it. He wished he could just kick the floor oil and make the car go as fast as he wanted.
Since leaving during the last Qingming Festival, Xiazhuang has remained the same, with no signs of improvement.
It was hot, and there was no place to enjoy the cool air at this time. I drove all the way from the north end of Xiazhuang Village to the south. I didn't even see anyone on the road, so I didn't have to call for anyone.
Xia Weicheng and Zhou Yinghong, the old couple, had been waiting at home for a long time. When they heard the movement of a car outside, they ran out to take a look, regardless of whether it belonged to their son or not.
I have been disappointed several times. It was almost lunch time when I heard the sound of a car honking its horn from outside.
Xia Weicheng said: "I think it's really them this time."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and pick them up." Zhou Yinghong complained to him.
But before they could go out, the shouts of Yatou and Tongtong came from the door.
"Grandma, I'm Tongtong. I'm so hungry. Is there anything delicious?"
"Grandma, it's me. I miss you. Do you miss me?" The girl had already opened her little hands and ran towards Zhou Yinghong like a bird.
Xia Zekai was still outside and started unloading things from the trunk. Comrade Xia was rich now, and he got quite a lot of things back this time.
So when his mother Zhou Yinghong came out and saw the gifts in gift boxes piled on the ground, she kept nagging him: "You said you didn't go to other people's places, so why did you have to buy so many things?"
"Mom, you and my dad eat more. Don't keep it and hide it. We'll buy it when it's gone." Xia Zekai said very openly.
Zhou Yinghong pouted: "How much money can you make? Yes, yes, I heard that you opened a factory and made some money, but you are outside and you don't have to use money for anything. Yatou and Tongtong spent it on school.
More, you could save the money and spend it on them."
