Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and every household is lit up to sweep away the old and welcome the new year.

Red lanterns were also hung in the courtyard of the Shicheng Chengxi Military Region early, and a few little children were playing on the road, and from time to time there was a "pop" explosion, and then a burst of childlike laughter broke out.

In a high-rise building on the west side of the compound, the old lady of the Zhou family was sitting on the sofa at this time, staring at the laptop display with an interested expression.

Zhou Tong, who was sitting next to him, explained: "Grandpa, this is the website made by Guan Qiu, called 67.com, and now it is very famous in our Suzhou Province." ”

Old lady Zhou asked, "Then what does it do?"

Zhou Tong explained in detail, and finally said: "Grandpa, you don't know, now the intermediary agencies are generally very black-hearted, and they charge high intermediary fees from job seekers but fool others, and when people go to return the money......

Guan Qiu is different, as long as the interview is not a penny, he will not be charged.

Now the atmosphere on the Lucheng side has slowly changed, and it is spreading to the Sioux City side.

It is believed that this model will soon be rolled out across the country, which is a great thing for job seekers. ”

Old lady Zhou was very satisfied with what she heard, and praised her: "Well, Xiaoguan has done a very good job. To do business, it is to be mutually beneficial, and at the same time, it must have a positive impact on this society, so that it is a qualified enterprise!"

Hearing his grandfather's words, Zhou Tong had a happy smile on his face.

At this moment, Zhou Yang, the son of Zhou Tong's uncle's family, came in.

Zhou Yang is currently studying at the People's Liberation Army Information Engineering University. looks polite and polite, and looks like a scholar.

"Hello grandpa~ Sister Tongtong~ Seeing that you are so happy, what are you talking about?"

Most of the Zhou family are "martial artists", so Mrs. Zhou has some preference for Zhou Tong and Zhou Yang, two "scholars", and when she saw her grandson coming back, she smiled and beckoned: "Yangyang is back~Come here~"

"What's wrong?"

Old lady Zhou smiled and said, "Yangyang, what do you think of this website?"

Zhou Yang is studying computer science and technology, and when he heard the website, he immediately showed an interested look.

After sitting down, I used the external mouse to briefly browse twice on the 67.com city, and said approvingly: "Well, yes, the website structure is quite stable, and it also uses static pages, and the security awareness is very high." ”

Old lady Zhou and Zhou Tong glanced at each other, smiled and said, "Take a good look at it." Comment on it. ”

Zhou Yanghu glanced at the two suspiciously, reached out and pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at them carefully.

He just browsed at random, and he didn't even see the name of the website. At this time, I flipped to the top and looked at it, and said in surprise: "67 City?"

Zhou Tong asked, "Have you heard of this website too?"

Zhou Yang said with a smile: "I've heard of it." This small website was hacked before, and later invited a master in the industry to sit down, and it is said that the security companies that hacked their websites before were paralyzed. ”

Old lady Zhou glanced at Zhou Tong again.

Zhou Tong was a little embarrassed. Guan Qiu didn't tell her about this matter, and then she was dissatisfied: "How about letting you comment on the website, I didn't let you say these gossips." ”

Zhou Yang looked at his cousin in surprise.

He has been going to school in Shangdu, and in addition to normal study, the military academy also has to participate in physical training every day, and he is not allowed to bring a mobile phone, even if he has a mobile phone, he has to hand it in, and it is only sent every Friday, so he doesn't know what happened during this time.

Zhou Yang met and studied 67.com.

The page is divided into four sections, intermediaries, real estate, flea markets and intra-city services, which are concise and capable, and clear at a glance. This kind of page design makes him look very comfortable, and it is more than one level better than those small websites with bells and whistles.

Soon Zhou Yang noticed the chicken soup for the soul under the LOGO on the title page.

[What comes out is the day, and what is forced out is life. In the face of life's hardships, we need to endure it, and when we want to cry, we push ourselves. Every time a person grows and transforms, he needs to force himself to experience and grow. 】

Zhou Yang is also a technical man with a literary and artistic style, and such inspirational phrases can be said to be in the right place, which suddenly made him have a good impression of this website.

Continue to scroll down and find that there is also a message board.

Zhou Yang clicked in to take a look, here are mainly some suggestions for users to improve the website, in addition to some exchanges from users who are looking for jobs and renting houses.

Originally, Lin Jinhua suggested that this forum be closed, because there are often private contacts between renters and owners, which is tantamount to digging the wall roots of 67.com.

However, Guan Qiu thought about it and stayed.

At present, the Internet is still a new thing, and intermediary websites such as 67.com are even more so, and the message board can facilitate first-time users to quickly understand the nature of 67.com, and at the same time play a great role in increasing user stickiness.

However, as Lin Jinhua said, private contact does have an impact on the mechanism established by 67.com, so in the end, the message board was moved to the bottom, and at the same time, management was strengthened, and posts with contact information were deleted immediately.

Zhou Yang browsed the comment area, and it was extremely popular.

Any inquiry post has thousands+ views and dozens or hundreds of replies, which is an incredible thing in today's grassroots websites.

Among the two posts marked in red, one is the QQ recharge business, and the other is the chicken soup for the soul collection.

After Zhou Yang clicked on it, he found that the sentences in it were simply "word for word", and every sentence hit people's hearts and aroused his spirit of hard work.

[I'd rather run up and be knocked down countless times, than walk in a proper manner for a lifetime.] Even if you fall, you have to laugh heroically. 】

[Regard hard work as the inevitability of life, and continue calmly even if there is no hope of harvesting. 】

[Until the last second, you won't know who won, so even if it's only for a second, don't give up easily.] 】

Looking at these "wise sayings", Zhou Yang sighed with infinite emotion. He thought of the days when he worked hard to study, and the sweat he shed when he trained hard.

Seeing Zhou Yang staring at the computer for a long time without speaking, Old Man Zhou smiled and asked, "How is it?"

Zhou Yang, who came back to his senses, was full of praise and said: "This commercial website is doing very well, if there is no major crisis, it is inevitable to become big in the future."

In addition, the website operator is also a very interesting person, who should be a Confucian businessman. ”

"That little bastard is a Confucian businessman?" Hearing Zhou Yang's comment, Old Lady Zhou paused for a moment, and then laughed out loud, like a bell.

Hearing his grandfather's words, Zhou Tong also laughed embarrassedly.

And Zhou Yang was inexplicably laughed by the two, "Isn't it right?"

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At six o'clock in the evening, Guan Qiu received a call from Fang Xiu, and the sisters' plane landed safely at Tianhe Airport.

After the two chatted for more than ten minutes, the phone just hung up, and Zhou Tong's phone came in again.

Before hanging up the phone, Zhou Tong said, "Grandpa asked you to have a light meal at home after the New Year."

Guan Qiu was speechless for a long time holding the phone.

It wasn't until Guan Youyou urged him to come back to his senses.

Guan Qiu doesn't want to think so much, let's take one step at a time.

Put away your phone and start your way home.

At ten o'clock in the evening, I entered the boundary of Fengtai City.

Fengtai is located in the middle of Jiangsu Province, the north wing of the Yangtze River Delta, between the Yangtze River and Huai, is the famous land of fish and rice, the author of the Water Margin Shi Nai'an and the head of the eight monsters Zheng Banqiao are all from this.

Although he has actually been away from home for less than half a year, when he returns here again, Guan Qiu has a feeling of leaving home and returning home.

He used to struggle at the bottom of society, possessed by mud and knee-high sewage, but now he finally barely climbed ashore, and his dream of being a charter man has also come true.

As for the future, his dream is still simple - to live better!

It's not just that Guan Qiu is more timid about his hometown, but there is also someone who is more nervous than him, Dai Hongjun.

I don't know what is the popular red down jacket this year, the clothes bought by the fat man are the same as Wang Fuqiang, and even the breasted in front of him is a shape.

At this time, I was leaning against the car window and looking at the night scene outside.

The shadows of the trees and the shadows of the city in the distance were rapidly reversing on the car window, and the fat man asked Guan Youyou: "Sister Youyou, how do you say I should tell my mother later?"

Guan Youyou, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said lazily: "Tell the truth." ”

"But...... I kept lying to my mom that I was working in a factory. ”

Listening to the fat man's aggrieved voice, Guan Youyou couldn't help laughing, "Look at your stupid appearance." You just slapped the money on your mother's hand and saw if she could blame you?"

Without waiting for the fat man to continue, Guan Youyou smiled: "Your main consideration now is not this problem, you should think about it first, how to tell your mother about the fact that you put other girls' stomachs to sleep." ”

Speaking of this, Guan Qiu, who was driving, couldn't help but be happy.

The fat man liked the woman and was reluctant to break up, so he gave the fat man a bad idea when he had no choice, asking him to arrange a person in a "key position" and "coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes";

Then the fat man actually slept with other girls, and he didn't have a sense of safety precautions, and as a result, he made a "human life" at once.

Hearing Guan Youyou's words, the fat man suddenly stopped talking.

Guan Qiu said: "I'll tell you fatty, this time you must hold on, and you must not drop the chain." Her three younger brothers, once you compromise this time, it will become his family's ATM in the future, and even your parents will suffer with you. ”

The fat man was silent for a while, nodded and said, "I know." ”

Soon the car arrived at the town-level cement road near the fat man's house, and the potholed brick road in front of the intersection could not go down.

Just in front of the flashlight lit up, it was the fat man's parents who came to greet him.

Seeing that their son came back in a car, the fat parents were surprised.

Guan Qiu saw that the fat man's three sticks couldn't make a stuffy fart, so he had to help him explain.

As Guan Youyou expected, when they heard that their son was now the person in charge of an intermediary and that his monthly salary was 2,000 yuan, the fat man's parents couldn't close their mouths with a smile, and thanked Guan Qiu vigorously, and they didn't take Guan Qiu and Guan Youyou to sit at home.

It wasn't until Guan Qiu agreed to come to the house as a guest after the New Year that the fat man's parents let their siblings leave.

After seeing Audi leave, Dai's father asked, "This car belongs to Audi, right?"

The fat man said: "Yes, the landing is close to 500,000!"

Dai's father and Dai's mother were both surprised. 500,000, for them is simply astronomical.

"Son, how much salary did this little boss give you?"

Hearing this, the fat man also remembered, and reached out and pulled out a wad of RMB still wrapped in a seal from the lining of the down jacket......