"Xiaoyu, are you boiling eagles......" Master Dong came out of the conference room with heavy dark circles under his eyes and a tired face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yu Sheng said with a smile, "It's not that there is no other way, it's the fastest way to do this." Otherwise, I don't know how long I want to drag it out. Dong Lao, you go back and rest first. ”

Master Dong looked at Yu Sheng's concerned look, and said slowly, "The solution is indeed a good way, but we old men can't stand it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another group of people came out of the conference room, and Yu Sheng stood at the door of the conference room and sent them away one by one.

"Do you remember?" Yu Sheng recently asked the secretary who was also red and bloodshot in the conference room.

"Remember." The secretary said.

Yu Sheng took the record and looked at it and said, "Secretary, I have to work hard for you, you rest a little later, hand over this document to the secretary, and let them copy fifty copies before the morning after tomorrow." ”

"Okay." The secretary dragged his tired body and said.

When he passed by, Yu Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, we are still young, and there is still a long way to go in the future, and there is a lot of room for growth." Yesterday and the day before yesterday, I also saw your hard work, woke up and went to the cashier to receive a bonus of twenty yuan. ”

The minutes of the meeting, who was in his twenties and less than thirty, were shocked when he heard the words of the rest of his life. Although the body is still tired, the movements are much faster.

Yu Sheng watched his reaction and knew that his handling of it in this way had aroused his enthusiasm.

That shouldn't be a problem, Yu Sheng thought.

Sending off the last one, the rest of his life also began to walk home, and to be honest, he was also very tired.

The meeting lasted for more than 20 hours and had just ended. There is no intermission, and in addition to going to the toilet, even eating is solved in the conference room.

The topic of the conference was the development and production of "game watches".

Yu Sheng first listed a draft, discussed it at the meeting, and if there were different opinions, they could put forward it, and after putting it up, everyone discussed and changed it together.

Until everyone agrees, the assignment begins. Everyone has something to do, and everyone has something to do. If you don't want to accept the task, say the reason, and if it doesn't work. If you still don't agree, then you can find another place to go, Huaxia Factory can't afford you.

In this way, after more than 20 hours of discussion, a more reliable development process was finally discussed.

However, it is a pity that the hardware department and software department separated from him for the rest of his life did not play the role he imagined. Because of the content of the game, he has already taken it out, and the software department finally went to study the hardware.

In the end, the intended development product was slightly different from the prototype proposed by Yu Sheng. Added a "health" system located in the upper left corner.

To put it bluntly, there are three dots, which means that the player has three chances to make mistakes during the entire game.

It was also wanted to add an additive scoring system to record how many balls were received. However, the person in charge of the circuit part vetoed.

Adding this function requires a lot more for the circuit part. In this way, it will not be possible to complete the development of the "game watch" within the time limit of the rest of his life.

It was also suggested that the dubbing system using buzzers was also rejected for this reason.

However, these ideas were not abandoned for the rest of their lives, but were prepared to be launched on future products.

Yes, the rest of my life plans to make the "game watch" into a series of products. One of the benefits of this is that you can continue to accumulate technology and make the product more and more perfect.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the product can be sold.

Nick's idea for the rest of his life is not so shocking.

He had seen the so-called portable video game consoles, which were not small, about one of them weighed a pound and was at least ten centimeters long and wide.

A machine and a game, basically just play a fresh game, and the game will not be too fun. He hadn't seen a game console with an LCD screen before, he had only seen two of them, one was a pattern drawn on a display board with a light-emitting diode underneath the pattern.

Players regard the diode that emits red light as an enemy or themselves, and when playing, they not only have to distinguish which red dot is themselves and which is the enemy, and they will die if they are not careful. There is also a need to make up a rich game screen in the brain, otherwise it will be too boring to play.

The second portable video game console Nick has ever seen is a little more bizarre.

It was a hybrid console. That's right, hybrid.

A game console with a mixture of mechanical force and electricity.

The game console is basically a fully mechanical structure, it is a table tennis game, and the only function of the battery is to light up the red diode that represents the table tennis ball.

When playing, you have to screw the clockwork, there is a slider on the left and right side of the machine, and the two players are on the left and right sides of the machine, controlling the slider and catching the red light-emitting diode.

However, because it is a purely mechanical structure, the diode moves randomly, and has nothing to do with the force used by the player when catching it, and it is somewhat erratic. It is said that there are not many that have been sold.

"I can't say that your 'watch again' will fail, at least it's quite small, and you can take it away in your pocket. However, I'm still not very optimistic. Nick said.

He knew why he wanted to make such a game console for the rest of his life because of this LCD panel production line that was suddenly apportioned.

Because it was an emergency, Nick took a lot of points off the idea.

In his mind, all ideas should be thought about slowly and born in a comfortable situation.

He thought like this, too idealized, as if he had completely forgotten the circumstances under which he made those things before the rest of his life.

The probability of success if you think about it and do it is always much higher than thinking about it for a long time but delaying it, because the probability of success of the latter is zero.

"I'm still not optimistic." Nick repeated.

If you are not optimistic, Nick is still a little itchy when he saw the R&D team of more than 40 people under Yu Sheng moving. He has never really managed after learning management for so many years.

He held back for a few days, combined with the knowledge he learned in school, and wrote a lot of copywriting for the rest of his life.

"For this is the quality loop, a cycle of planning, executing, inspecting, correcting. Well, this is a monitoring organization, and it exists to ensure the normal progress of the work. This is a Gantt chart, which graphically shows the sequence and duration of activities for a particular project through the list of activities and the timescale......"

Nick said something jumpy, a little trivial, and there was a lot of jargon in it, and I frowned for the rest of my life.

Yu Sheng had to interrupt Nick's speech, and he said, "Nick, can you organize the language a little bit, I have a headache to hear." ”

"Oh, oh." Nick finally reacted, stopped talking, and closed his mouth to organize his thoughts.

The rest of his life took advantage of Nick's contemplation to wash his face. He had just woken up, and the more than 20-hour meeting had left him physically and mentally exhausted.

When Nick saw Yu Sheng come back, he didn't rush to continue to instill his own ideas in him, but said, "Yu Sheng, how about we go to the development team together?" ”

Yu Sheng replied, "Okay." ”

He was thinking about going and seeing.

It was only when he got to the ground that Nick began to continue talking, explaining every little detail why he did what he said he would do. Why the regulatory system is important, and why is it important to understand the progress.

The rest of his life only understood the true meaning of everything Nick said. From a practical point of view, he found that Nick was not running the train with his mouth full, and what he said made sense.

Some of these simple strategies can be implemented now.

Nick was relieved to see that the rest of his life was interested, and a smile bloomed on his face.

………………

Eleven-year-old Nelle, California, has been having some troubles lately.

Because, the toy company that makes the water-powered game console, in just two months, launched six boating robots that can also race.

Especially the last five, except for the first one, are so tempting and perfect. Not only can a single one pose in an attractive pose, but even five can be combined into a giant robot.

It's so handsome!

Neller wanted it very much, but he didn't have the money.

The first boat can be raced for $20, and the next five can be raced for $30 each. It costs a total of one hundred and seventy dollars, which is too expensive for an eleven-year-old.

He didn't have any way to satisfy his cravings except for going to the toy grocery store every day to drool, watching other children take their parents, wave his big hand, and take away the full set of rowing.

He loved it, liked it very much. But his father wouldn't buy it for him.

His father would only let him learn and learn.

And so it goes.

Neller had thought about delivering milk and newspapers, but he was paid only three dollars a week for this job, and it took 10 weeks to work a rowing boat.

If you want to buy six, wouldn't it take 60 weeks, a year and three months?

It's been too long, and at the rate at which "huaxia" has launched new toys, one year and three months, I don't know how many new gadgets have come out.

No, it's not reliable to make money by delivering newspapers and milk. There must be new ways to make more money.

If you are poor, you will think about change.

After a day of drooling, even the grocery store owner lamented that there was a lot of saliva, Naylor came home and saw his own high stack of white papers, and an idea popped up in his head.

I don't want money for a blank piece of paper, and I fantasize about a lot of things happening with a racing boat in my mind these days, adventuring together, saving the princess together, and saving the world together.

Why not take these ideas and adapt them into a good-looking story and sell them for money?

Thinking of doing so, Neller immediately grabbed a dozen blank pieces of paper, returned to his study, and began to try to write a fantasy story about the yako rowing.

Don't look at him as only eleven years old, but he has undergone special writing exercises. His father wanted his son to follow in his father's footsteps and become a "respectable" lawyer. Therefore, not only eloquence, but also writing ability and memory, Neller has undergone special training.

Naylor writes an outline of the story, then expands on it, and then polishes it again. A 5,000-word story, and he was done.

Read through it as a whole and think there is nothing wrong with it. Neller rubbed his sore wrist, his face showed a slight smile, and climbed into his bed.

He has already projected the scene of his story selling in his head.

It won't be long before the full set of rowing boats is mine!

Neller fell asleep in a daze.

The owner of the grocery store was bored and looked at little Neller who was busy in front of the window of his shop.

Little Neller borrowed a few tables from himself and put together a large banner out of white paper that read "Rowing Storybook".

From 8 a.m., Little Neller was busy until 10 a.m. before finally setting up the venue.

The grocery store owner saw that he had finished arranging, and quieted down, paced forward, and flipped through the stacks of pamphlets on the table, page after page.

Neller didn't speak, and between the two of them, there was only the sound of page after page of the book.

The paper is good paper, the price is not cheap, although the words are handwritten, but they are also neat and good-looking, and the copying technology used, probably laser copying, is clear to themselves, and there are no ink stains.

Paper is good paper, and the machines and consumables for copying are equally expensive. The boss looked at the fifty-cent price and estimated that it was not enough to cost.

I didn't read the story carefully, but after about three or four minutes, the grocery store owner put down the book and said, "Little Neller, it's not easy for you to sell it." If you look at these science fiction magazines, which one comes up directly is the text, don't they all attract attention with good-looking covers first? ”

"Uncle boss, don't you buy it." Nayler's expectant eyes became much darker. He looked at the cover of the science fiction magazine in his boss's hand, and the slightly exaggerated color cover on it was indeed very attractive.

"I ...... I can't draw......" Neller whispered.

"Haha, that's what you ask me to do." The grocery store owner was also bored, and puffed up his chest to play a dumb riddle with Naylor.

Neller looked at the grocery store owner as if you begged me before I spoke, and asked softly, "Do you know how to draw?" ”

"Huh? You think too much, I won't! The grocery store owner said sonorously, looking at Neller's stupid little face, "I won't, but that doesn't mean no one will!" Please, I'll let my precious granddaughter draw for you! ”

Neller looked pitiful with tears in his eyes, and he said, "Please! I want to sell these pamphlets, it's important to me, please, boss. ”

"Haha! No problem, wrap it up on me, I'll call her. The grocery store owner said.

When he turned back to the house, the grocery store owner saw two people in police uniforms not far away, observing his side.

This guy still treats me like a bad guy? The grocery store owner shook his head.

It is said that in recent times, there have been many bad incidents against young boys, not only of the unemployed vagrants, but also of the priests of the church.

If it weren't for the grocery store owner, but an old man who had lived on this street for decades, everyone would be familiar with him. If it weren't for the fact that he was white-skinned, it is estimated that he would have been handcuffed after talking to Neller for so long.

In the United States, there are many people who have been imprisoned and handcuffed, with the former accounting for more than one-third of all adults and the latter accounting for more than two-thirds.

You can't say that you will be imprisoned for trivial things, you must know that American prisons are profitable, and the more people who are imprisoned, the more money the wardens and prison shareholders will make. There is an indicator for the policemen and prosecutors on how many people they will arrest.

It is said that on average, six out of ten adult blacks are in prison, while the average white person is one out of every hundred.

"Hello? Is it Srose? I'm your dear grandfather! Have you been painting lately? I'm still drawing, that's great. Can you come to my shop, I have a painting assignment here, and I guess it will make Sros a lot of pocket money. I've also got your favorite Japanese sweets for you. You'll be right here, okay, grandpa is waiting for you here. The grocery store owner put down the phone and walked to the shelves, looking for the kind of sugar grains in small glass bottles.

This candy is called konpeito, and it is not only pleasing in color, but also tastes very good. The faint smell of fruit is the most popular among the little girls.

However, because the price is not low, even if the little girl likes it, the sales on weekdays are not too good.

The reason why the grocery store owner is sure that Little Naylor's pamphlet will not sell too badly is not because he thinks Little Neeler writes well, but because he believes Little Neel's father.

The paper and printers, he didn't believe were at the hands of little Neller himself. It must have been his dad who was secretly plotting it, as for why.

Perhaps, it's because of face. It is said that the son of the rich man published a book that was very unsightly, and didn't he also rank first on the New York Times bestseller list for several months.

Why is this happening, it's not because his books were bought by his father as soon as they appeared. Forced to spend money to smash the top of a best-selling list, I heard that the recent best-selling author is also running for president.

The grocery store owner felt that with the blessing of so many resources, even a dog could be president.

Srose came from the East on a bicycle.

Little Neller glanced up at her, she smiled back, and life suddenly woke up.

The grocery store owner took Sros's hand and said, "This is my granddaughter Srose, she is very good at drawing, little Neller, you can ask her to help you draw the cover." ”

“…… Be...... It's ......" said Little Nell with his head down at his toes, his voice low and his cheeks flushed.

"What are you shy, my granddaughter is not shy!" The grocery store owner said loudly.

“…… Hmm......" Naylor responded.

Srose looked at the table in front of Nayler, looked at the story on it, and said in a crisp voice, "You wrote all this?" ”

"Hmm." Neller replied with a squirming twist.

"You're amazing, raise your head and talk well, and look me in the eye. Come, open your mouth, give you candy. Srose said.

A pale green crystal of konpeis, streaked through the air, reflected the sunlight, and fell into Nayler's mouth.

The faint apple flavor is very sweet and captures Naeler's taste buds. His heart was pounding, and he looked at Srose's face against the sun, and felt that the few freckles on the wings of her nose were so naughty and cute, so sexy.

The grocery store owner smiled, hummed a little song and looked at the sky, and returned to the counter in the house. Let the two little guys outside the door toss.

"Are you stupid? Look at me this way. Srose said.

"No, it's not ......," Naylor said.

"What kind of painting do you want to paint?" Srose asked.

"I want a painting that looks like a robot, a very handsome painting." Naylor said.

"Oh, is this robot like that? Is it exactly the same as them? Srose asked.

"Yes, it's exactly the same, it's better to look up from the angle below, so that the robot looks unusually tall, and it's better to have a big sun in the sky, so that the sunlight shines on the robot."

"You know, that's a lot of requests, is there anything else? Why don't you speak? Srose asked, looking at Nick.

"You...... You don't say I'm asking for more...... I won't talk about it......" Nick said in a panic.

"What an idiot." Srose said, "Okay, I'm going to start drawing, and you can't even talk until I'm done." (To be continued.) )