"I've never felt so close here." Huang Ligong looked out the window, as if he was seeing it for the first time. Twilight had begun to envelop the villages and fields along the roadside, like long-forgotten ink paintings, and all the outlines of the land were scattered into the blank space, making it impossible to distinguish each other. The car sped down the road, streaking through the twilight and throwing everything into smoke. There was still light in the distant sky, and they shone towards other mountain villages, but they were accidentally seen from afar by the eyes here.

The three of them walked this road hundreds of times. From the college years to the entrepreneurial years, they all traveled between Jiangcheng and Wushan Town on this road. At that time, he was still young, and he always had too many things in his heart, too much love and hate, too much high-spirited and unconvinced, and he never looked out the window properly. Zhang Wenfeng is different, he is obsessed with everything on this road. On the evenings of many holidays, he drove alone along this road back to the town to make a temporary appointment with Huang Ligong. Huang Ligong is very proud, this is a brother, a phone call at any time, water and fire. In Zhang Wenfeng, what attracted him was not only the friends in the distance and the fireworks of the night stalls, but also the two journeys back and forth at night.

He likes to walk alone on the road at night. The road evoked a nostalgia for him, a kind of deep and comforting nostalgia, perhaps from the beautiful and lonely childhood he remembers.

"You have to give it worse, you know how good the original thing is." Zhang Wenfeng hit the steering wheel and made a smooth turn. He turned on the nearby lamp, and the light gently illuminated the sights before him that he had already familiarized.

Huang Ligong nodded yes. "I am more determined now that the future belongs to China." He turned his head and asked Liu Ruiyang in the back seat, "Do you remember when we entered the country, the fast customs clearance channel ......?"

"Electronic customs clearance, face recognition." Liu Ruiyang closed his eyes to recuperate, he didn't fall asleep on the plane, and fatigue was coming.

"Yes, face recognition, that's it, it's the future." Huang Ligong was very excited, with a kind of childlike excitement, many years ago, he was rummaging through the cabinets at the neighbor's big brother's house, found a copy of "PHS and Travels to the Future", and trotted all the way, that afternoon, he sat on the stairs, leaned on the railing, and slammed into a new world, which was also so excited. "I can all feel that the door to the future is opening for us."

"It's surprising and exciting." Zhang Wenfeng said. His professional habits keep him sensitive to new trends in the industry and breakthroughs in the frontiers of technology, and as the spokesperson of capital, he must be one step ahead of the public to discover the excitement that can stir the public's nerves. "The glorious Chinese Internet actually started by copying homework, and it has been copying for almost 20 years. In '97, we copied the portal; In 99, the instant messaging was copied; 00 years later, search engines and e-commerce were also copied. These were soon listed, and the overall situation of China's Internet in the first ten years was laid down. ”

"Copying homework, that's not your capital circle's forte." This sentence is often said by Zhang Wenfeng when chatting, and when he used it to laugh at himself, Huang Ligong directly moved over to tease him.

"You don't understand! How can we engage in capital so low, we are literary and artistic workers! Zhang Wenfeng said seriously. Well......?! Huang Ligong didn't understand what he meant for a while. We are all good at literary and artistic creation, dare to make up stories, and dare to tell them. Zhang Wenfeng said seriously, "And we do the best, because we focus and only do this thing." ”

Liu Ruiyang, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, couldn't help laughing.

Before the boom of the mobile Internet, China had not yet found its own way. To tell a good story, "originating from the United States" and "the model has been proven by the United States" have almost become the prescribed actions. "The United States has innovation and technology, and China has a population and a market" is the consensus of the capital circle, which is considered to be the core comparative advantage of China and the United States. The faster the Internet develops in China, the more active and common homework copying becomes. Blogs, life services, Q&A platforms, social networking sites, microblogs, sharing economy...... The copying boom has reached its peak in the field of group buying, and it has been the originator of group buying websites in the United States

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The temptation of the myth of high valuation, and the temptation of the brilliant results of the previous copying homework, only a year and a half, the group buying website soared from blank to more than 5,000, launching the famous battle of thousands of regiments. Whether it is a thousand groups or a hundred groups, there will only be a few winners left in the end.

"The head effect of the Internet is getting stronger and stronger, the winner takes all, and the loser has no bones." Zhang Wenfeng said that copying homework is actually more cruel, because anyone can copy it, and there is no high-level thing to distance and form a moat, and competition will become hand-to-hand combat with blood, sweat and ruthlessness. At the same time, he also felt excited, after 20 years of copying homework, and now, he has finally begun to see the competitiveness of his own initiative. In some top areas, China is no longer just playing the role of a follower, but has made leaps and bounds, and has begun to have the strength to compete with other countries.

"The winner takes all, and the loser has no bones." Huang Ligong repeated Zhang Wenfeng's words, and suddenly felt a feeling, "It's very similar to your financial industry!" ”

"It's all gambling." Zhang Wenfeng said. A string was plucked, and he pondered Huang Ligong's words in his heart. This casual remark unveils a very subtle, but very important, undercurrent. "Gambling is really human nature, otherwise the financial industry would not exist. The same is true of the Internet, which mobilizes the gambling nature in human nature, otherwise it will not develop. ”

Things often happen by chance. At dusk, Zhang Wenfeng fiddled with the aviation app and saw the shadow of finance in the flight information, for him, it was just whimsical fun, preparing some high-level talking points for the dinner; Within hours, Huang Ligong inadvertently reminded him that it was not just a conversation, but an underlying reality. Great finance, permeable. Zhang Wenfeng began to take it seriously, rethinking the last discovery at dusk, a few simple small markets, once the data is opened up and connected together, it will complete a qualitative change, become huge and powerful, and even like an invisible power.

"You say that the Internet is human gambling, be careful of being scolded to death."

"In this great era, the scolded gain both fame and fortune, but the scolded one loses

。 A smart person with the ability can't make money, how can he scold people?! Zhang Wenfeng was a little emotional. He has personally experienced the long time in the stock market, and he has seen too much. Some clients call and greet at the slightest hint of trouble, and he soon discovers that it is because they are no longer capable of creating new wealth opportunities. The more abandoned by the times, the more addicted they are. The times move forward quickly, and those who curse and scold stay where they are.

Huang Ligong looked at Zhang Wenfeng for several seconds. "Wen Feng, what are you thinking?"

"You know what I'm thinking? The financial industry will soon be turned upside down. Zhang Wenfeng became more and more affirmative. His mind was racing. In recent years, the expansion of the Internet concept to other industries has become more and more violent, and its tentacles have reached into almost every corner of the traditional territory. Capital circles naturally welcome it, and it fuels it, which is always good for storytelling. He saw a word in a report, Internet +, and admired it in his heart, this is a master, a few words tell the story that is currently happening, and what is even more awesome is that it also leaves more room for frenzy for latecomers. When he was about to knead it into the PPT, he immediately found that overnight, his small capital circle was already a "Internet +" that everyone must mention when they meet. In this atmosphere of excitement that even everyone else thinks is ridiculous, everyone is staring at what is changing rapidly, staring at the colorful bubbles. There are ordinary but essential things that are easily overlooked. But now, Zhang Wenfeng secretly clenched his fists, and he caught this undercurrent. "The temperament of the Internet is getting farther and farther away from traditional industries, and it is moving closer to finance. This dry wood is blazing, and it will hell if you don't get together. It's definitely going to be a tsunami that sweeps everything away. ”

"You're not going to want to go back again, are you?"

"No, I won't go back when I come out." Zhang Wenfeng said. He wouldn't be so stupid. Both are rooted in people's greed, are mobilizing people's gambling nature, so that the two industries, once integrated, will be explosive, how many people have to rush in. Even if you go back, there are so many sickles, and there are not enough leeks, so it's better to sharpen the knives, earn money from the sickle, make huge profits, and be safe.

Huang Ligong felt a little uneasy in his heart. Zhang Wenfeng said very firmly that he would not, but there seemed to be a heartfelt excitement and enthusiasm in his voice. His uneasiness was quickly dispelled by the lights, and the car turned to the left intersection, and in front of him he saw a brightly lit town, which was very comforting in the thick of night. Huang Ligong and Liu Ruiyang were in high spirits.

Hometown.

The familiar atmosphere of home. The lights in the distance are the roaring machines in the factory, the non-stop workers, the engineers working overtime, the stalls and night stalls by the river, the hot pot stir-frying with the flames, the big pot stew that is always boiling, and the high fishing lanterns illuminating the territory of each family. Huang Ligong cheered, although he had only been away for a few days, too many things had happened in the past few days, and his memory seemed longer than ever, and the lights of his hometown became like a calling.