Don't say anything else.

As for those doctoral dissertations, professors from Harvard, Cambridge, Stanford and other universities must not be able to understand them, and it is only 1973, and some professional English words have not yet been created.

In Han Chudong's eyes, it is not an exaggeration to call this era "the ancient age of computers".

According to the context of the previous life, Microsoft has not yet been created, and it will take almost two years to appear, Apple is even later, Google, Facebook, Amazon and something are still in the womb, and there are still twenty or thirty years before they appear.

Intel, which is also an industry giant, has appeared.

In 1971, Intel released the world's first commercial microprocessor, the 4004 processor, which was 3mm×4mm in size, with 16 pins on the outer layer and 2250 transistors on the inside, using a 10-micron process. It has a maximum frequency of 740kHz, can perform four-bit operations, and supports 8-bit instruction sets and 12-bit address sets.

It would be hellish if anyone could understand what Han Chudong said, the technology of this era and the technology he mastered were not at the same level at all.

In other words, some technologies can help the development of today's industries, but they are not so helpful at the moment, because even if there are ideas, they can't be created.

It's one thing to understand, it's another thing to develop and produce processes, there are precise steps in each process, and who will remember them all.

The bigwigs in the computer industry in this era don't understand, how can the white girl in front of Han Chudong understand, just the word paper will make her feel very powerful, after all, according to Han Chudong's remarks, she hasn't even entered the university to study.

Men like to care about the appearance and personality of girls, and on the contrary, they are not picky, and pay attention to men's appearance, ability, personality, etc.

In this age of racial narrow-mindedness, pursuing white American girls often means that Chinese people need to work five times or even ten times more than white men, or are much better than white men in material terms, and even then the probability of success is still low.

It refers to the probability of falling in love and getting married, if it is simply for the joy of fish and water...... On the streets of the fallen city of Los Angeles, there are dozens or hundreds of dollars of depraved women everywhere, and you can always meet some who are not picky.

She had just moved to Los Angeles from Sweden, which meant that she probably didn't have too many narrow-minded ideas about the Chinese like her native Americans.

In the early winter of Han Chudong, the mobile phone will be more likely to be higher.

Just want to get to know each other first, Han Chudong felt that the other party was beautiful and looked very eye-catching, it was too early to talk about "true love", "unique" and the like, after pretending to be cool and crushing the other party's arrogance and self-esteem, he enjoyed this girl's surprised gaze at the moment.

However, he soon stopped laughing.

Just across the street, a middle-aged man with a baton under his arm was staring at him with a smile, who else could it be if it wasn't Father Han?

Seeing that his son was close to this blonde sweetheart, his father was immediately impressed, and when the two made eye contact, they also gave Han Chudong a thumbs up.

Han Chudong's head suddenly became as big as a fight, and he turned around and waved his hand, asking him not to come over and disturb him.

It's all men, I understand in seconds.

The middle-aged man nicknamed "Han Yigun" walked a few steps forward and stood at the mouth of the alley, picking up a cigarette and squatting down to watch the excitement.

I was still wondering if I should give more pocket money recently, and it was embarrassing to ask the girl to go out and not be able to pay for it, and even thought of the picture of hugging my grandson.

Lao Han couldn't help but upturn the corners of his mouth, it was beautiful.

I had a perfect dream, and soon I began to worry again, mainly because I was worried that the girl was too beautiful, worried that my son would not have the ability to win it, and felt that I should pass on more experience......

Staying any longer would be counterproductive.

Han Chudong knew that she lived nearby, thinking that she would always meet again, and after discussing the price with the old man of the clock repair shop, he left coolly.

Not long after leaving the store, the back of my head suddenly felt a little cold.

Knowing that something was wrong, he glanced back, and his Lao Tzu was really still there, and he rolled his eyes and said: "Stop, I just met, I didn't even ask my name, don't look at me with this look." Take taxpayers' money and don't go to work, why are you staring at me if you have nothing to do!"

"I just didn't have any work, so I'm idle, do you like it?"

Just Father Han's clothes can really help a lot.

The ruffian thugs who passed by on the street, no matter how exaggerated the tattoos were, who didn't smile and say hello when they saw him, who had worked near Chinatown for more than ten years, belonged to the kind of people who wanted to be offended for no reason.

"Don't mess around, I can handle my own affairs, and it's definitely not good for you to get involved. ”

When the father was in a good mood, he didn't say more, and said: "Go to the dry goods store to eat at noon, your grandfather will make fish maw for you to replenish your brain, and go to the grandson to work seriously." ”

Han Chudong didn't stop, just waved his hand to indicate that he knew......

Seeing the good-looking girl, he kidnapped her first without even saying hello, which can be regarded as offending Sun Laosan ruthlessly.

Back in the store.

Sun Laosan's nose is not a nose, his eyes are not eyes, he is purely envious of Han Chudong, and his tone is not good: "You ran fast just now, you are gone in the blink of an eye, and you are back with a disgraced face?"

It's sour, like a bottle of old vinegar poured over his head, and he didn't think about it at all.

didn't speak, Han Chudong just raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his mouth didn't move, and his eyes were already full of everything.

The air gradually solidified, Sun Laosan was silent for a few seconds, and finally bowed his head and was defeated, and the dead duck was hard-mouthed: "I just didn't look for it, it doesn't matter if I can find it or not." I think there were girls who stalked me back then, and she looked so beautiful, but unfortunately she agreed to meet here together, but she never came. ”

“...... I understand, if you want to save face as a master, you should pretend to have such a person.

I think it's okay, Aunt Liu next to you is really good, it's good to make do with it, Chinatown from the aunt to the little girl, you have seen it all over, it's useless just if you like it, at this age, other people's children are in junior high school. ”

Aunt Liu, who runs a steamed bun shop, has four shops between her and the electrical repair shop, and she always likes to come over to chat when she has nothing to do.

This can be regarded as adding fuel to the fire, Sun Laosan gambled to repair the typewriter, lowered his head and smoked in a muffled voice.

Whether he can make money or not, Han Chudong felt that according to his smoking method, he would lose money, and he would simply become a "humanoid second-hand smoke filter", so he simply stood at the door in a daze.

Sun Laosan asked him to help, shouted twice and was rejected, and was wondering why he was lazy in the morning, when he suddenly saw the girl standing in the distance and waving towards Han Chudong, with a faint smile on her face.

For a moment, it was as if he was choked, and he sighed silently and then picked up a cigarette.

What made this old bachelor even more sad was still behind, and Han Chudong suddenly said:

"I deliberately looked at it, it seems to be a bit of a drama.

If you continue to study, I guess it won't be, five dollars a day, I won't be a millionaire in my life, I have to find some side hustle to do, and I can't find a reason to send her home without a luxury car. ”

The smoke was so red that it burned nearly a fifth of the way before it stopped.

The old man felt a faint sadness in his heart, where would Han Chudong understand.

Sun Laosan has no wife.

There are no luxury cars.

As for millions of dollars, not even more.

Three knives in the heart......