Walking into the Internet café, Feng Yiming was a little disappointed, although the scale of this Internet café is not small, there are at least thirty or forty computers at a glance, but the space layout is unreasonable, and the hall looks extremely bloated. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The environment in the Internet café is not very good, there is smoke everywhere, Feng Yiming looks at the ground, melon seed shells, and cigarette butts are everywhere.

When you turn on the computer, there is no management software in the Internet café on the screen, so you need to click on "My Computer" by yourself, and go in and look for what you need according to the folder name. Feng Yiming clicked on the game folder, and unexpectedly found that there was actually a "counter-strike", in his previous life, in addition to going to the game room, he basically spent time on the campus of the city's No. 1 middle school, and he didn't know about the various games that appeared in the Internet café, did he already have a "counter-striker" at this time? I remember that when I went to my own Internet café some time ago, Feng Yiming also specially told Li Yu to pay attention to the introduction of shooting stand-alone games.

Turning his head to look at the two girls, the two of them invariably found QQ first, logged in and hung it up and then did other things, Feng Yiming smiled, he was like this before graduating from college in his previous life, the first thing he did when he went to the Internet café was to hang up QQ and upgrade it first, Zhang Miao shouted to play games, Ye Zizi used to come to the Internet café very few times, and he didn't know how to play, Zhang Miao taught Ye Zizi while opening Counter-Strike.

Feng Yiming glanced at Zhang Miao's screen, although he didn't know how many anti-terrorism games he had, but it was definitely not the one he played in his previous life, Feng Yiming looked at the stand-alone games in the folder that he had never heard of, and he really couldn't arouse his interest, so he opened the browser to find some information.

In later generations, several large portal websites have basically been established except for Tencent, and each portal has found the most suitable path for itself in the development process of the next ten years, and has become a must-go place for most of the billion Internet users.

The three major portals will be listed on the NASDAQ next year, NetEase came back after a lot of money and began to develop several original games, which became the most eye-catching existence of NetEase's financial statements, Sohu after several unsuccessful investments, only began to turn its attention to video film and television, and Sina's most successful blog will have to wait for nearly five or six years, and Weibo will have to wait until smartphones are fully popularized.

In fact, in 2000, the Chinese IT companies that planned to be listed on the NASDAQ were far more than these three later portals, but unfortunately in the first half of 2000, the NASDAQ index fell seriously, and the Internet stocks, which were once regarded as darlings by investors, became a hot potato in the blink of an eye, and many companies extended their listing plans indefinitely because of insufficient sales and other reasons. Feng Yiming knows that next year will be the most difficult year for Chinese IT companies, and countless companies will come to an end after burning all the venture capital funds, but he obviously will not be involved.

It is said that in the last minutes of the Champions League final, UEFA President Johansson walked down from the high platform to wait for the award, but because of two goals from Sheringham and Ole Gunnar Solskjaer in three minutes, he had to walk back to the high platform and then walk down.

Looking at the picture on the screen, Sir Alex Ferguson, who does not look old, hugging Beckham and waving his fist excitedly, no one could have imagined that a few years later, the master-apprentice, who was recognized as father and son, would part ways, and Ferguson would defect to the Galaxy Fleet with a wound on his eyebrows, while Ferguson continued to struggle in the Premier League.

It was almost 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the two girls couldn't stand the noisy noise in the Internet café, mixed with the strange smell of sweat and smoke, and pulled Feng Yiming out of the Internet café.

Feng Yiming looked at the eye-catching signboard at the door of the Internet café and asked, "Zhang Miao, is this Internet café relatively ordinary or high-end in Jianghe?"

"It's not bad, other Internet cafes don't have so many machines, and it often takes a long time to play, and this Internet café has a relatively complete range of games, so what's it?"

Feng Yiming touched his chin, wondering if his requirements for Tianquan Internet Cafe were too high.

The three of them walked back from Dongdaemun Street, Zhang Miao was interested on the way, and kept squatting down to look at the stalls on the side of the road, Feng Yiming didn't remind her, anyway, she had no money on her, and the money for the Internet just now was still paid by Feng Yiming, the two girls chattered and discussed, and finally they bought a few small bracelets.

Feng Yiming, who was waiting on the side, found a good thing from the roadside bookstall, Feng Yiming reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and secretly looked at a pair of calligraphy in the corner of the stall, this calligraphy has a strange font, as if it was drawn with a broom.

Feng Yiming turned his head and gave Zhang Miao, who was still fiddling with the bracelet, a look, "Zhang Miao, don't you want to buy a few copybooks for grandpa?"

Zhang Miao was stunned for a moment before replying: "Yes, but it's still early, it's still half a year before the New Year, so buy it at this time?"

"When school starts, you still have time, I happened to pass by today, let's buy a few copies and go back." ”

The stall owner is a land-sitting household, and he is lazy when he looks at the business, "Hey, if you give gifts to the elders, you will give a few notebooks." ”

Feng Yiming smiled quietly: "Boss, how many expensive gifts can we students buy, and besides, there are no parents for formal gifts, so let's please make the old man happy." ”

"Yes, I heard that my grandfather was illiterate before, and now he still likes to dance and write, so I am really tired of retirement. Zhang Miao added oil and vinegar to the side.

"Then you can choose, a book of 20, five books for you a 20% discount. The stall owner brought all the calligraphy on his body.

Feng Yiming took a few copies casually, put the calligraphy he liked on the top, and counted a total of nine, "Let's have three copies per person, it's good, boss, what about nine copies, how much discount?"

The stall owner took the notebook and flipped through it casually, "Integer, 150 yuan." ”

Feng Yiming counted out 120 yuan, and specially borrowed 30 yuan from Ye Zizi and stuffed it to the boss, "You count." He also turned his head and said, "You two put it away, don't forget to pay back the money when you go back." ”

Zhang Miao pulled Ye Zizi to put away all the notebooks, and followed behind Feng Yiming silently.

Hearing the vigorous greeting of the stall owner next to him, Feng Yiming waved his hand and turned his pocket out: "The money is spent cleanly when I come out today, and my sister will have to pay for it when I get off the bus." ”

Out of Dongdaemun Street, Feng Yiming took the notebook in the girl's hand, took out the calligraphy with a strange font, and stuffed the rest to Zhang Miao: "The rest will be given to you, which can be regarded as giving you the performance fee just now." ”

Zhang Miao glanced sideways and asked, "Who owns this calligraphy, I bought it for 150, what should I do if I lose it?"

"Anyway, it's only 150 yuan, and if you lose it, you lose it. Feng Yiming said with a smile: "If it's true, then it's expensive, the stall owner just now is a seller of old books, pouring things back and forth, I shouldn't know much about antiques." ”

"Then how do you understand?" Zhang Miao's big eyes kept blinking at the boy, Feng Yiming looked at the long eyelashes on the girl's eyes and was a little uneasy, thinking that his concentration in his previous life was not so unbearable.

Ye Zizi explained on the side, and Zhang Miao said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be a family history, what kind of name is this calligraphy, it looks like it was drawn with a broom." ”