Taking advantage of the two-hour lunch break, Zhang Ruofan went straight to the outside of the school, bought two steamed buns for a dollar at the school gate, and then entered the Internet café across the road, completely ignoring that a pair of eyes on the school office building kept staring at him from the classroom into the Internet café. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After entering the Internet café and using the remaining six yuan to open a machine, Zhang Ruofan took advantage of the effort to start the computer to eat the two buns in one go, then rubbed his hands and put his hands on the keyboard - the computer had been turned on.

First, he opened the mailbox and saw that his father did not reply to the email, which made him a little surprised, and he didn't think much about it, Xu was that his father was busy and didn't see it, if his father didn't reply when he got off the plane for a while, he decided to go to the public phone booth to call his father.

Then he began to write the source code, saying that it was not right to write, it was typed out with the keyboard one by one according to his head, the code was not complicated, and it was written quickly, and then he logged in to the Lingyun software download platform.

Register, verify the ID card, bind the bank card, and soon it's over, and then upload your own source code, after uploading, the system prompts you to fill in the software name and type and pricing.

Zhang Ruofan smiled and typed a few words - intelligent pinyin input method.

The type chose office software, and as for the pricing, he filled in two yuan.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the next thing was to wait for the platform to review the news.

The reason why he didn't choose Wubi was that he felt that Wubi was a little troublesome to remember, and it was better to spell it conveniently.

He is very confident in the intelligent pinyin input method, this software will definitely bring a lot of benefits to himself, and then he will have the opportunity to present the things of another world one by one.

Taking advantage of the nothing, he began to browse the news on the Internet, and I have to say that the web pages of this world are still in the most primitive stage, far from the original world, the emergence of search engines, making the Internet faster, and it is really inconvenient to have no chat tools. And these two things need to have their own servers, otherwise he would have uploaded them together, this is a money-absorbing weapon, you don't see the penguins and Du Niang in the other world directly created two billionaires, so he urgently needs his first start-up capital.

"Ding!"

The prompt sounded, so that Zhang Ruofan, who was immersed in the fantasy world, returned to reality, clicked on it and looked, it was the news that the platform had passed the verification - your software has passed the evaluation, and it has begun to be available for download on the Lingyun Software Download Level.

Seeing this system message, Zhang Ruofan breathed a sigh of relief, closed the account, looked at the mailbox, his father still didn't reply, looked at the time, it was almost half a o'clock, turned off the computer, Zhang Ruofan checked out and got off the machine, but used up four yuan, and only two pieces remained.

"The Internet café at this time is really profitable."

Shaking his head, the remaining two yuan went out of the Internet café, mobile phones are still a luxury here, and the street can be seen everywhere with the price of 'local calls are a dime a minute', walked in and found a phone that no one was, and dialed the landline in his father's office.

The phone rang twice and was answered.

"Hello, who?"

It's a woman! Listening to the voice is still very young, what's the situation?

"Excuse me, is this the phone number of Zhang Quanshan's editor's office?"

"Yes, he's in a meeting, I'm his assistant, do you have anything to do with him?"

It turned out to be an assistant, Zhang Ruofan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time understood why his father didn't reply to the message, "That's the case, I sent a fairy tale to his mailbox this morning, please tell me." ”

"Fairy tales?" The person on the other side was taken aback, and then said, "Okay, I'll convey it as soon as possible, do you have any requirements for manuscript fees?" ”

"No requirements."

This time, he was purely doing his father a favor, and he really didn't pay attention to these manuscript fees.

"Okay, I got it."

"Hmm!"

Zhang Ruofan put down the phone in his hand, checked out and left.

Looking at the blue sky outside, he sighed a little, the next day after he came back, he did something that he hadn't done in another world for 30 years, released software, and submitted a manuscript to his father's magazine, he will remember this day, May 2, 2000, if he gets old in the future, this day is a day that his life changed, and today he began to upload a paid software to accumulate the first funds in his life.

Walking on the road, Zhang Ruofan began to think about how to go next, thought about it, and finally decided that if there are funds, the first step must be to rent a server and publish the instant messenger, which may be a very money-consuming thing in the early stage, but in the later stage, the number of users has come up, which is a real money-absorbing weapon, and then the space behind the dress-up, personal show, web search engine, computer killing tools, games, etc., at that time I can be regarded as not in vain.

When I returned to the classroom, everyone didn't lie on the desk for a morning break, but was reading a book, and sneaked back to his seat through the back door.

In the conference room of "Seedling Magazine", Zhang Quanshan was not having a good time.

"Now our "Seedling Magazine" can be said to have reached a very critical moment, we Longfeng City, now it is not three years ago, at that time there was only one of us, and now there are three children's magazines, the original "Breeding Magazine" and "Little Hero Magazine", the two magazines that we do not take seriously, have now seriously threatened our existence, do you know the sales of these two magazines in the last issue?"

He Dewen looked at everyone who did not speak, lowered their heads, immersed in their majesty, his vanity was greatly satisfied, he liked this feeling very much, and the feeling of surrender of everyone in power made him a little intoxicated.

After a few hours of meetings, he almost didn't stop halfway, He Dewen was also a little tired, took a sip of his teacup, and then motioned to Minister Li of the marketing department, "Minister Li, you come to tell everyone." ”

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief He."

Hearing the three words of Editor-in-Chief He, the corners of He Dewen's mouth curled, and he nodded at Minister Li.

Seeing He Dewen's appearance, Minister Li was overjoyed, the editor-in-chief is old, I heard that he is not in good health, and he has not come to the magazine for a long time, and the daily affairs of the magazine are now presided over by He Dewen, the deputy editor-in-chief, and everyone understands that the editor-in-chief is about to retire, who will take over the magazine after retirement? There is no doubt that it can only be He Dewen, the deputy editor-in-chief, so hugging He Dewen's thigh is the way to do it for smart people.

After running the market for so many years, Minister Li has long practiced a set of skills to recognize and observe people, and He Dewen summed up the extreme, he is stubborn and self-serving, likes the feeling of being superior, and is nepotistic.

Such a person is easy to deal with, but it is not easy to deal with, if you really have his appetite, he will also be very good to you, on the contrary, people he does not like will definitely not make you feel better.

I heard that He Dewen recently intended to let his brother-in-law take the place of Zhang Quanshan, who is in charge of fairy tales, so he wrote this report specifically for this purpose.

"After our research, the last issue of "Yucheng Magazine" sold 9,000 copies, and "Little Hero Magazine" sold 8,300 copies, as for our club, due to the departure of Yunxing, the sales were only 6,900 copies, a drop of 20 percent, and I finished speaking."

Sitting back in the chair, Minister Li glanced apologetically at Zhang Quanshan, who was bowing his head, and said secretly in his heart: "I'm sorry Lao Zhang, I'm also here for life." ”