Wei Daren took a long breath and said dejectedly: "Amazing, no wonder he can become the youngest billionaire in China." You're three or four years younger than me, how do you know so much?"

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "Study, practice, so I just said that you are only potential now." If you want to give full play to this potential, you need to learn and practice more. ”

Wei Daren sounded a little awkward, let a boy a few years younger than himself educate, no matter how open-minded he is, after all, he is a young man in his early twenties, although he is not uncomfortable, there is always something strange.

Zhang Chen said calmly: "What I just said is actually a kind of figuring out people's hearts, but it has been trained the day after tomorrow. You have a great talent for this, and you are closer to a kind of intuitive feedback, and I have to say that although I can see your purpose, you still have a good mind. ”

"So, don't worry, whether you want to work with me after graduation or not, I will sponsor Mr. Wang's family. ”

Wei Daren said solemnly: "Thank you, this is sincere. ”

Zhang Chen smiled: "It's not that serious, frankly speaking, it's just a gesture, I just spend money to buy a peace of mind, sometimes helping others is also helping myself." ”

Wei Daren nodded: "Actually, I also feel this way, although I gave all the money I saved to Mr. Wang this time, although I am really reluctant, but I am in a very happy mood." If I don't spend this money, I may blame myself when I think about it in my life. ”

Wei Daren picked up the teacup: "As you said, this matter really touched me. Of course, I still don't think that making money should be the purpose of life. But at least one thing I understand now is that if you want to be truly free, you have to be financially free. ”

Zhang Chen also picked up the teacup: "Welcome." ”

The two touched a glass of tea instead of wine.

Wei Daren said with a straight face: "Okay, what should I do?"

Zhang Chen smiled: "You haven't passed the fourth level yet, right? Let's take the fourth level first, you still have six months to go, and when you enter your senior year, it's basically the internship stage, and I don't want you to even have a two-book degree certificate by then." ”

Wei Daren was a little embarrassed: "Okay, I'll try my best." ”

Zhang Chen suddenly smiled and said: "Daren, just now you talked about freedom, do you know what real freedom is? Freedom is not something you can do whatever you want." ”

"It's about what you don't want to do. ”

Four a.m., Palaotto, Stanford

In the messy dorm room, Larry Page was still staring intently at his computer.

"OK, try to walk. Larry Page said to himself that he would still speak when no one was around, just for himself.

The code on the screen scrolls down quickly, and after a dozen seconds, the cursor stops on the last line.

"Hah!" Larry Page was a little excited, at least this time, there were no obvious bugs found in this version of the code.

"There's still one last step to go。。。。。。 OK！”

Larry Page plugged this algorithm code into his website backend and "gave it a try。。。。。。 Enter Kelly King。。。。。 ”

The page slowly opens, and pages with Kelly Kim as the keyword, sorted by popularity, appear in front of Larry Page.

"YES!" Larry Page roared excitedly.

"Hat the FXCK!" the roommate next door shouted angrily, "Did you inhale too much car exhaust in Detroit!? Or did your baopi circumcision fail!?"

Larry Page's excitement vanished without a trace, and he got up from his chair in a panic and walked to the bedroom door to listen to the movement outside.

"Whew~" Hearing that the roommate next door didn't let out any more terrible scolding, Larry Page wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

Larry Page walked around the ground twice excitedly, eager to tell his good friend Sergey Brin the news, but looked at the time and put the cordless phone back on the base.

Larry Page didn't fall asleep all night, didn't even get into bed, and kept revising bugs on the computer with great energy, until the alarm clock rang at half past seven in the morning, Larry Page woke up like a dream, rubbed his face, picked up the phone again, and called Sergey Brin's dormitory.

"Oh, Larry, what the hell is going on?" Sergey Brin complained in a deep nasal voice, "I've only slept for two hours. ”

Larry Page couldn't regret why he didn't harass Sergey Brin at four o'clock in the morning, and hurriedly said, "It's done!"

Sergey Brin rubbed his eyes, "What?"

There was a hint of tremor in Larry Page's calm voice: "Backrub's rankpage, done." ”

Sergei Brin sat up from the bed, "Really?"

Even though Sergey Brin couldn't see it, Larry Page nodded, "Yes." ”

Sergei Brin said briefly: "I'll go to you now, wait for me." ”

Sergei Brin hurriedly put on his pants, put on a long-sleeved hoodie, and trotted all the way to Larry Page's dormitory.

There was a knock on the door, and Larry Page hurriedly opened the door of the dormitory and made a "shhh" gesture to Sergey Brin.

Fortunately, maybe the roommate slept relatively deeply, and there was no reaction, and the two crept to Larry Page's room, Sergey Brin sat in front of the computer, and Larry Page looked around at a loss, so he had to push over a trolley case and sit on it.

"This is fucking aesome!" exclaimed Sergey Brin as he tested BackRub.

"Fxcking!Fxcking!Fxcking!" The roommate next door obviously couldn't take it anymore and yelled angrily, "Are you two Jewish faggets going to slap JJ so early?"

Sergey Brin opened the door and was about to rush out to reason with the other party, but Larry Page hurriedly grabbed him, "Sergey, don't, let's just keep our voices quiet." ”

Sergei Brin said angrily: "He is racist! I will not let him go!"

Larry Page and Sergey Brin are naturally not, but they are usually inseparable, which is somewhat misleading.

Larry Page said timidly: "When this is done, we will get the remaining $50,000 of the $100,000 of the Tinder Source, and I'm ready to move out." ”

Sergei Brin was still angry, and his eyes rolled, "We'll move now, you hurry up and pack your things, I'm going to give this son of a son of a bitch." ”

Larry Page was stunned and said, "I haven't found a house yet, there are so many things in the room, how can I move?"

Sergei Brin shook Larry Page's shoulder twice: "Larry, listen, as long as we sell BackRub to Yahoo, we will become millionaires in no time, no, maybe only a few hundred thousand, but who cares? Who cares about all this garbage in your room? You just need to move the computer, and we can live in the villa of Palaotto for two thousand dollars a month." ”

Larry Page hesitated, "Okay, but what are you going to do with him?"

Sergei Brin had a mischievous smile on his face: "Don't worry, I'll just make him suffer a little." ”

(End of chapter)