"The official is boring!"

I'm afraid no one would have thought that before the Spring Festival in 1986, a rumor spread wildly in Bohai Province.

In the coastal cities of Bohai Province, it is likely that a special zone will be set aside. This "news" is really a little overwhelming.

Let's say it's true, it's unlikely to think about it. China's only special zone, Shentuchuan, is because the opposite bank is the Xiangjiang River, the Pearl of the Orient. Bohai Province wants to develop a special zone, what advantages do you have?

But if you want to say that it is false, this rumor says that it has a nose and eyes. Those who preach are convinced, and those who listen are convinced.

However, in the eyes of some people, this rumor is not only a rumor, but a possibility that could not be more true.

Hu Wenhai put $3 billion in the People's Bank of China and bought a quota for the special zone from the central government. China Railway Construction Investment Bank has billions of dollars of DuPont technology and equipment in its hands, and at least tens of billions of yuan and billions of dollars in its hands, just waiting to escort this special zone.

In terms of volume, this amount is far worse than that of Xiangjiang. However, Bohai Province also has its own special advantages, that is, Xiangjiang does not have a complete and profound industrial system.

The industrial system that plagues the Northeast is simply a cost problem, and the cost problem is divided into two parts. Production costs and management costs, a large amount of capital, technology and equipment injection, can undoubtedly solve the high production costs of low-tech shipbuilding, at this time the high management cost has become the shortest plank in the barrel.

At least the high-level leaders of Bohai Province know that the province has really decided to break the boat on the matter of winning the special zone.

The result of the table is that the officialdom in various places suddenly became noisy.

Director Feng of the Xiucheng Commercial Bureau is also worried about going to work in the past two days, and the first thing before work every day is to ask the mailroom to bring the latest Xiucheng Daily and Bohai Daily, and go through the previous editions of the news first.

Open today's newspaper, there is no need to look for it in Xiucheng Daily, there is a bold headline written in large letters on the front page: Strictly investigate bureaucracy and punish the ** trend!

Between the lines, the murderous spirit is revealed!

Let's take a closer look at the article. A familiar name caught Director Feng's eyes, and he was so frightened that he almost threw the newspaper out of his hand.

Ji Huisi, director of the Xiucheng People's Congress and former deputy mayor, was investigated for embezzlement and bribery of 150,000 yuan, and a number of violations of discipline and law. After the meeting of the city's people's congress in Tongguò removed him as a deputy to the people's congress. Now it has entered the judicial process. In this article, Director Feng was even sharper to find a so-called accomplice Yi. There is no need to ask, it is naturally Yi Muyue of Junpu Company. In this way, I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before it bites me!

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will definitely end here! Director Feng comforted himself in his heart. If he is really dealt with, 80% of the leading cadres of the entire Xiucheng Commercial Bureau will not be able to escape, and even many related households will have to be explained. What's more, this matter also involves Director Wang of the Department of Commerce, maybe Ji Huisi and Yi Muyue will die in the detention center in a few days.

They can't not die, and if they don't die, I don't know how many people will die. When they die, their families will be taken care of.

Director Feng's hands trembled, grabbed the phone on the table, thought about it but put it back, couldn't help but close his eyes and sighed: "The official is boring!"

The mayor of Xiucheng City, Wang Yichun, stared at the dark circles under his eyes like a panda. Yawning and holding the microphone with a tired face. He had just finished deploying the interrogation of Ji Huisi and Yi Muyue, and there was no way, the Commission for Discipline Inspection was worried that the attack would be too big.

If it is usual, even if this kind of thing breaks out, that is, only the first evil will be investigated, and in the end, the big thing will be small and the small thing will be turned into a small thing. But the things on their own turf have now reached the heavens, and the province has a few documents, although they have not named names, but their dissatisfaction with the current business system is overflowing.

The so-called "contracting" made by the Xiucheng Commercial Bureau before was simply Chiguoguo's power rent-seeking. The mayor himself was already at fault for negligence. At this time, if you hide it again, does it mean that you want to be Ji Huisi's companion?

Wang Yichun's order to the Commission for Discipline Inspection is not to ask how big the impact will be, as long as the roots are not dug out. This case cannot be closed. In addition, the officialdom of Xiucheng is now also shocked three times a day. The mailbox of the Commission for Discipline Inspection is usually piled up with a mountain of report letters, but this time it is a death order, real-name reports must have results, and anonymous reports must be verified. The Commission for Discipline Inspection is short of manpower, and the public security, economic investigation, and procuratorate can also help.

In fact, judging from a series of officialdom events in Xiucheng in the past two years. Bureaucracy is really already a phenomenon that is very strict. Ma Ji's cross talk "Multi-storey Hotel" criticized this bureaucratic phenomenon of red tape, and even gained national attention.

The problem of bureaucracy, while not cured, must be curbed, at least in the short term. Hearing that the national leading cadres in the deep soil and rivers in the south are all efficient and honest, Wang Yichun is really curious about how they did it.

However, there is a ready-made measure, and Wang Yichun took advantage of this shareholder style to implement it unceremoniously. Now there is no chair left in the conference room of the state organ in Xiucheng. The way of meeting is to learn from ST in an all-round way, and everyone is not allowed to speak for more than 10 minutes, and the meeting is held standing throughout the meeting. As for saying that some people oppose this practice on the grounds of poor health, Wang Yichun unceremoniously pushed back.

"You can't even stand for ten minutes, what kind of servant of the people are you? How can you serve the people? Pack up your bedding and roll up and go home as soon as possible!"

Thinking of the matter of Shentuchuan, Wang Yichun couldn't care about the exhaustion of staying up all night, grabbed the phone again, and asked his secretary: "Help me check and see where Comrade Hu Wenhai from Xinke is now?"

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"Director Ran and Director Ni, you two have worked hard!"

Hu Wenhai first grabbed Ni Guangnan's hand enthusiastically and shook it vigorously to show his excitement and eagerness. Then he turned his head and looked at a young woman in plain blue overalls next to her.

Ran Ni, the young and beautiful female director of Xiucheng Computer Factory, generously took the initiative to stretch out her hand, gently shook Hu Wenhai, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Hu is too polite, as long as your money is in place, we don't feel hard to work." ”

Hu Wenhai smiled: "Director Ran, don't worry, there is no problem with things, I will never treat our computer factory badly." ”

Ni Guangnan sighed and stomped his feet: "Mr. Hu, everything is ready." It's freezing outside, so let's go first. ”

"Good. Then let's go to the house first!" Hu Wenhai rubbed his hands and walked towards the building of the R&D room with some impatience.

Xiucheng Computer Factory, formerly known as the computer research and development department of Xiucheng Radio No. 2 Factory. The computer factory, which was only independent from Radio No. 2 in the early 80s, began as a small business with less than 30 employees. The main business is to make expansion accessories for Sharp's PC1500 programmable calculator. Little things like print interfaces and expanding memory. The market is not large, the output value is not high, but fortunately, there are few enterprises doing this business, which makes Xiucheng Computer Factory develop into a small enterprise with more than 80 people in the next few years.

Although it was still a small business, it was in 1985. The company has welcomed a returning wanderer. This is the current director of the computer factory, Ranni, a master of computer science from Princeton, who can't figure out why she would be willing to give up the great future of the United States, and instead choose a small business with an unknown name in her hometown.

However, it was this Xiucheng Computer Factory, which has more than 80 people, that actually won a number of bids for electronic products in the 7 billion military trade project. Seizing this opportunity, with the support of the Xiucheng Industrial Bureau, the Xiucheng Computer Factory actually ate the second radio factory in the city. Ran Ni and the original management of the Xiucheng Computer Factory have jumped from the leaders of a small factory with more than 80 people to the heads of the No. 2 Radio Factory in the city with thousands of people, shocking the jaws of a group of people.

Oh. You asked the original management of the No. 2 Municipal Radio Plant? They were still the leaders of the No. 2 Municipal Radio Factory. It's just that the second radio factory in the city later, there are 28 people in total, and there is not even a single worker below the section level. The level remains the same, the salary is only the basic treatment, and the job will never be adjusted. Please ask the original management to hold the brand of the second radio factory until the old days, and truly realize the realm of "love to do it, not to do it".

It is foreseeable that in less than a year, the current No. 2 Municipal Radio Factory will already be a pacesetter unit in the reform and opening up. Twenty-four leaders of the original unit sent a report asking to go to the sea, which played a very good leading role for the broad masses of the people. The remaining four people are now in the gatehouse of the Second Radio Factory in the city every day, working as guards for the current Xiucheng Computer Factory.

"Two. I wonder if any of you can tell me about how our project is progressing?"

Hu Wenhai walked in the corridor of the real yàn room building of the R&D department of the computer factory, and it was obvious that Ran Ni had really invested a lot of capital in this real yàn room. A small three-storey building. Although the inside of the building is a little dilapidated, it looks quite upscale in some places. The tall air-conditioning cabinets can be seen through the glass on the door, the walls of the hallway are neatly clustered with new distribution boxes, and the anti-static flooring in the hallway and interior makes the place look almost indistinguishable from an 80s sci-fi movie.

Hu Wenhai peeked at it, Ni Guangnan and Ran Ni seemed to get along well. Also. One of them is a top student at Princeton, and the other is a visiting scholar at the National Institute of Canada. Both gave up the favorable conditions abroad and chose to return to China for development, presumably these two people should have a common language.

Ni Guangnan glanced at Ran Ni, shook his head with a smile and said: "I am a guest, Director Ran is the master, and it is a good thing to report the results, so please invite Director Ran to come." ”

"Director Ni said this, without your help, our computer factory alone would not be able to do this project. ”

That being said, Ran Ni still took the lead and introduced the specific situation of the project eloquently.

"Since receiving the commission from Mr. Hu last year, our computer factory has carried out a series of preparations, which have been supported by the Computing Institute of the Academy of Sciences, Lishan Microelectronics Factory, and the six institutes of the Ministry of Electronics Industry. To this end, we have developed a graphics card in cooperation with the Sixth Institute, produced the first 4K memory with 3.5 micron technology in China in cooperation with Lishan Microelectronics Factory, and developed the driver and display program of the entire system with the Computing Institute of the Academy of Sciences. In addition, our work has been supported by the Lu Xun Academy of Fine Arts and the Dagang Academy of Foreign Chinese, and now there are more than a dozen art masters stationed in the factory to help us develop ......"

Before Ran Ni finished speaking, Hu Wenhai and the three of them had already entered an office in the real building. In the slightly cluttered office, a bearded young man in his thirties is tapping on a keyboard. Hearing someone speak, he stuck his head out from behind the computer monitor.

", Yan Yuanchao!"

Hu Wenhai couldn't help but shout.

He really didn't expect to suddenly see such a celebrity here.

Before the 21 st century, if we were to ask who the brightest stars in China's computer industry were? It was not Jack Ma, Ma Huateng, and Robin Li, but Wang Zhidong, Qiu Bojun, Yan Yuanchao, Zhu Chongjun, and many more talented programmers.

The gods of the first generation of programmers in China.

Their glory and aura do not come from wealth and business success, but from their undying dreams and perseverance in the face of adversity. It is the dawn of the progress of Chinese programmers in such a difficult era, and it represents the hero who does not lag behind in computer technology.

After their generation of programmers, there were no more myths in the world of computers, no more chivalrous and heroic. Some. Just a screw on the capital and assembly line.

Any person who has worked in the computer industry from that era knows that it is these heroes who have supported China's computers.

Yan Yuanchao, the writer of China's first Chinese operating system, the developer of the first Chinese character display card, and the chief engineer of the future Sitong Lifang Company. If you are not in the industry. It's hard to understand what the name represents. But it is these unknown people who have created China's information engineering.

"Are you?" Yan Yuanchao put up his glasses and looked at Hu Wenhai with some doubts.

"Hu Wenhai, ST. Hu Wenhai wiped his hands on his clothes and took the initiative to reach out.

"Oh, Mr. Hu!" Yan Yuanchao suddenly greeted him with both hands and held Hu Wenhai together.

Yan Yuanchao grabbed Hu Wenhai's hand, a little puzzled: "Mr. Hu knows me?"

"Know, of course know. The 0520 microcomputer you developed. But it has solved the big problem of computer processing of Chinese characters, and it has made a great contribution!"

"Hey, it's okay. The young Yan Yuanchao looked a little shy.

"By the way, what are you working on?

Hu Wenhai looked at Yan Yuanchao's monitor on the table and couldn't help but be stunned.

A cute red plumber is in the center of the screen. A cartoon turtle walked over slowly, and—

Under Yan Yuanchao's desk, a genetic electronic synthesis note suddenly sounded: Dengdeng, oh oo

"Ahh My third life!" Yan Yuanchao was like mourning, holding his head and looking at the picture of the failure on the screen, it was painful.

Hu Wenhai let out a "uh" and swallowed a little at a loss.

Who knew that this god-level programmer was hiding behind a computer. It's playing Super Mario, and it seems that his craft is not good, and he hasn't even passed the first level of three lives.

However, compared to the normal Super Mario picture, the one played by Yan Yuanchao is a little different. The text displayed on the screen was not in Japanese or English, but in a series of Russian characters.

"I said Director Ran, let's not do this, do you invite some professional testers. I can't even get past the first hurdle like this. I can't do the later program tests!"

Yan Yuan complained to Ran Ni twice, stood up and spread his hands helplessly.

"Well, I'll arrange for the factory to find a few quick responses. Ran Ni is also embarrassed and helpless, who would have thought that the program test of the game would be so difficult, and there would be requirements for the level of the game.

Hu Wenhai probed his brain curiously and asked, "Director Ran, your monitor is not connected to a computer, right?"

"Yes, I was about to introduce to Mr. Hu, this is the product we have completed so far. ”

Ran Ni nodded, and motioned for Yan Yuanchao to take out a black iron box twenty centimeters square from under the table. In appearance, it looks a bit like a VCD player in later generations. It is connected to the monitor via a video cable, and two controllers are connected to the other side. Even if you don't know what it is when you look at the box, you know what it is when you see those two controllers that are almost the same as FC consoles.

Hu Wenhai rubbed his hands a little excitedly, pointed to the handle and said, "Can I try to play it? Is there a game that two people can play together?"

"Of course you can, two people play together, and there happens to be one. ”

Ranni brought out a cardboard box next to her, which was lined up with boxes of circuit boards inlaid with ROMs. The names were glued to the circuit board, and in a blink of an eye, Hu Wenhai saw several familiar names.

"Oh, there you have it! This is still Mr. Hu, you specially explained, we developed a domestic game from scratch, codenamed Zeta!"

Ranny inserted a circuit board into the console's card slot, and the monitor flashed to reveal a Contra-like interface.

The screen is still in Russian, as before. Hu Wenhai watched Yan Yuanchao skillfully operate on the handle. Then it was time to enter the battle screen.

Codenamed Zeta, this is a novel written by Hu Wenhai before playing with tickets. The main character, ****, is an agent of the KGB, codenamed Zeta. The story is set in the course of his adventures around the world.

Although the copyright was sold to the Americans at the time. But the game adaptation rights are still in his hands. Back then, in order to "pretend" as an expert on the Soviet Union, he changed the story himself with the idea of the code name Zeta. It depicts the story of an American spy who became a senior leader of the CPSU. The ****, codenamed Zeta, found clues and constantly wanted to find out the identity of this senior leader. However, after every big battle. The clues that were finally found were all cut off, and I could only continue to run to the next possible clue.

Of course, the sales of this original novel of his own were completely beyond the expectations of the publisher Douglas, and unlike the big sales of his other novels, it was extremely miserable. Douglas's publishing house nearly went bankrupt as a result, and later simply withheld the proceeds from Hu Wenhai's subsequent novels to fill the hole.

This side-scrolling game that imitates FC, the protagonist is Zeta. In doubles, the other protagonist is Natalia, ****'s female partner in the novel. Two people fall from the sky at the beginning of the game. From the CIA's black-clad agents to South American drug dealers, African warlords, and MI6's secret bases, each level will change the style of objects and enemies.

Hu Wenhai's eyes widened, and he looked at the picture on the monitor in disbelief. Although the planning of the whole game, the way of playing, and the style were all written by him to Ranni a long time ago. But the wonderful Cheng dù of the finished product still made him unbelievable.

Even though it only has 32-bit color, 4K memory and Motorola's 68,000 CPU, the beautiful Cheng dù of the whole picture still far exceeds the level of Nintendo's FC game console. This is not only the transcendence of the performance of the machine, but also the transcendence of the artistic creation style. It's like a soul painter with a top-of-the-line handwriting tablet and an illustrator with only a mouse and a sketchpad, and the latter must be more shocking and enjoyable than the former.

This game is called Codename Zeta. From the art to the music, it is full of strong Russian style. The whole painting style and painting work are meticulous, and although the soundtrack is simple, it can still make people feel the sincerity of their hearts.

Played two levels. Hu Wenhai, who is not familiar with the game, has already run out of three lives. He threw down the handle and couldn't help asking, "Director Ran, where did we get so familiar with Russian-style art and soundtracks?

Ran Ni blinked and smiled happily: "Teacher Xu, if they hear Mr. Hu's praise, they will definitely be happy." Our artwork and soundtrack are all professors from Lu Mei and Dagang College of Foreign Chinese. In his early years, he went to the Soviet Union to study. Mr. Hu, you don't know, these old professors we invited are very old, but they are no worse than young people at all. ”

"Okay, I know that it's right to leave this matter to Director Ran!" Hu Wenhai laughed heartily.

"Now that the project is almost progressing, Director Ran, do you calculate how many game consoles can be produced after the year?"

"If the 68000 CPU can be guaranteed, our production is very simple, it is soldering the circuit board and assembling it. One month after the year, plus our current inventory, there is no problem in taking out 100,000 units. ”

"100,000 units, almost. Hu Wenhai nodded reluctantly: "It's just that the comrades of the computer factory have to work hard, and I'm afraid they will have to work overtime during the Spring Festival." ”

Ran Ni smiled heartily: "No problem, Mr. Hu, your money is in place, and we have no problem with the 24-hour continuous rotation!"

When the room resounded with his happy laughter, Yan Yuanchao finally broke through the big boss of the gate, codenamed Zeta. A rousing Russian song sounded from the game console.

"Our Soviets will punish the whole world, from Europe across the Neva to the Far East. Everywhere on the earth will sing: capital, vodka, our Soviet bear!" (To be continued.) )