"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 results that manifest themselves. It's just that all of a sudden, officialdom everywhere is rumbling.

Director Feng of the Xiucheng Commercial Bureau was also equally worried about going to work in the past two days. The first thing before work every day is to ask the mailroom to bring the latest Xiucheng Daily and Bohai Daily. Let's go through the news first.

When I opened today's newspaper, there was no need to look for it in Xiucheng Daily, and there was a bold headline written in big letters on the front page: Strictly investigate bureaucracy and punish corruption!

Between the lines, the murderous spirit is revealed!

Looking further down at the content of the article, it was even more incredible! 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 found to have embezzled and accepted bribes of 150,000 yuan. A number of violations of discipline and law. After removing him as a deputy to the people's congress through a meeting of the city's people's congress, he has now 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 was really dealt with, then 80 percent of the leading cadres of the entire Xiucheng Commercial Bureau would not be able to escape, and even many related households would have to give an explanation. 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 afford not to die. If you don't die, I don't know how many people will die. They're dead. Instead, the family 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!"

Wang Yichun, the mayor of Xiucheng, 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 matter on their own turf has now reached the heavens, and the province has issued several documents, although they have not named names, but the 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 of himself was already at fault for negligence, and if he covered it up at this time, could it be that he wanted to be Ji Huisi's companion?

Wang Yichun's order to the Commission for Discipline Inspection was that the case could not be closed regardless of how big the impact would be, as long as the roots were not dug out. 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 incidents in Xiucheng in the past two years, bureaucracy has really become a very serious phenomenon. 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 smiled: "Mr. Hu is too polite." As long as your money is in place. We don't feel hard at all times. ”

Hu Wenhai smiled: "Director Ran rest assured." There is no problem with things, and 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. ”

"Okay, then let's go into the house first!" Hu Wenhai rubbed his hands and walked towards the building of the R&D laboratory with some impatience.

Xiucheng Computer Factory, formerly known as the computer research and development department of Xiucheng Radio No. 2 Factory. In the early eighties, the computer factory became independent from the Second Radio Factory. It started as a small business with less than 30 employees. The main business is to make expansion accessories for Sharp's PC1500 programmable calculator, such as printing 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 is still a small business, in 1985, the company 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.

But it is this Xiucheng computer factory with more than 80 people. It has won a number of bids for electronic products in the 7 billion military trade project. Seize 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 ask the management of the second city radio plant? They are still the leaders of the second city radio plant. 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 don't know if any of you can introduce me to how our project is progressing?"

Hu Wenhai walked in the corridor of the laboratory 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 laboratory. The three-storey building is a little dilapidated inside, but 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 Research 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's words were finished, Hu Wenhai's footsteps had already entered an office in the laboratory building. In the slightly cluttered office, a bearded young man in his thirties is tapping on a keyboard. Someone is heard. He stuck his head out from behind the computer monitor.

"Damn. Yan Yuan Chao!"

Hu Wenhai couldn't help but shout.

He really didn't expect it. I would 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 the undying dream and persistence in the face of adversity, the dawn of the progress of Chinese programmers in such a difficult era, and the heroes who represent us in computer technology.

After their generation of programmers, there are no more myths in the world of computers. There are no more knights and heroes. Yes, it's 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. It's hard to understand what the name stands for unless you're in the industry. 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. Take the initiative to reach out.

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

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

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

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

"By the way, what are you working on, and do you have any major research projects?"

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

"Ah, my third life!" Yan Yuanchao was like a mourner, 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 the computer, and it turned out that he was playing Super Mario! And it seems that his craftsmanship is not good, and the three lives have not even passed the first level.

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 pass the first level like this, and 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 name is taped to the circuit board, and it is a blink of an eye. Hu Wenhai saw a few familiar names.

"Oh. There you have it! This is still specially explained by Mr. Hu. We developed our own 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, and then entered 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 background of the story. It's the process of his adventures around the world.

Although the copyright was sold to the Americans at that time, the game adaptation rights were 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 battle, all the clues that were hard to find were cut off, and I could only continue to run to the next possible clue.

Of course, the sales of his own original novel were completely beyond the expectations of publisher Douglas. Unlike his other novels, which are big hits, they are extremely miserable. Douglas's publishing house nearly went bankrupt as a result. Later, the proceeds of Hu Wenhai's follow-up novels were simply deducted to make up for this 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, with each level changing 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 wonderfulness of the finished product still made him unbelievable.

Even if there is only 32-bit color, 4K memory and Motorola's 68000CPU, the whole picture is still far more beautiful than 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.

The game, codenamed Zeta, is full of strong Russian style, from the art to the music. 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.

After playing two levels, Hu Wenhai, who is not familiar with the game, has already used up his 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 artists and soundtracks are all professors from Lumei and Dagang Foreign Chinese Institute, who went to the Soviet Union to study in their early years. 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.) )