071. [From scratch]: Network management
Two crumpled banknotes were slapped on the table, and the management of Internet cafes thirty years ago was not as strict as it is now, as long as you give money, you can get it at any age with or without an ID card.
Scratching his head forward, he had never been a network administrator, and he didn't know how to do it.
The grinding behavior obviously caused the dissatisfaction of the other party.
"Hey, can you hurry up?" The person who came shouted impatiently, "Labor and management have also made an appointment with someone to make a decision." ”
Forward was flushed with a red face, and was thinking about what to do, when the banknotes on the table were suddenly taken away by one hand.
Calmly operated on the computer backwards: "Machine No. 36 on the second floor." ”
After the man scolded and left, he stretched his head forward curiously: "Hey, how did you get these things?" ”
Glancing back at him, his tone was very natural: "Just take a look." ”
“……”
Touching his nose forward, he chose to change the subject: "You said that the owner of the barbershop blew their project like a god, why didn't I feel anything?" ”
As he spoke, he looked left and right at the small mirror in front of him: "Do you think I've become handsome?" ”
Looking back at my brother, who was born a minute earlier than me, I was a little loveless, they only cut their heads, and they didn't change their heads, how much can they change?
Backward didn't bother to talk to him, and Forwards was talking to himself in the mirror alone.
"But I did feel refreshed when I first finished cutting, but now that feeling seems to be gone." Rubbing his chin forward, "Isn't it strange to you?" ”
"And that newcomer, who actually dared to run away to be an apprentice by herself, what do you think of her? Feeling like you're living too long? ”
At the mention of ginger wine, the backward expression finally changed.
When Chen Ting left, she told him about the cooperation with ginger wine, and the other party had a fearless attitude, if it wasn't an idiot, it meant that she had something to rely on.
Isn't she a newcomer?
If so, everything makes sense.
He pursed his lips back, and there were waves in his eyes.
"Forward, do you think that person looks like a newcomer?"
Although this guy is stupid, his intuition in some ways is surprisingly sharp.
Xiangxiang is tinkering with the computer of 30 years ago, and while lamenting the speed of the processor like a turtle, he opens the web page with great interest, and frowns when he hears it.
"I don't know, but I think she's weird."
They have seen a lot of newcomers, but they have never seen anything like Jiang Jiu, but if it is an old player, plus Sister Ting and their brothers, three players who are all on the standings, the difficulty of this copy should be more than that.
Holding the mouse forward, he analyzed it carefully and came to the conclusion: "So, I think she might really be just a newcomer who doesn't know what to call it!" ”
Backwards relax slightly.
"I said, instead of thinking about whether that guy is a newcomer, you should think about how we will clear the customs next, and you can't just let the two of us be network administrators for some reason, right?"
I searched for a few of the games I usually play most often on the webpage, and the results are all 404, and he can't play the popular online games now, so he can only regretfully close the web page, click start, and open Solitaire.
The backward gaze swiped lightly over the display, a little disgusted.
Solitaire is a game that can't even be played on an intermediate level.
"Do you think that 30 years ago, anyone could open an Internet café?"
Move the mouse forward, focusing on two things: "What do you mean?" You're saying this boss has money? ”
Leaned back in his chair and sneered.
It's not something that money alone can solve.
Internet cafes are not uncommon today, but 30 years ago, when computers were scarce, if you wanted to open an Internet café, you had to spend a lot of money to purchase equipment.
It's still on Yun'an Road, a commercial street where every inch of land is expensive, and you can't do it just because you have money.
was reminded backwards, and the game fell into a dead end again, and he could only click on the "hint" forward with a flash of inspiration: "No wonder that uncle has such a long scar on his face!" ”
He stretched out his hand and exaggerated the length.
"It doesn't look like a good person."
"Be a little patient, I always feel that the characters assigned to us in the game have nothing to do with that barbershop." ”
Nodding solemnly forward, his gaze turned, and the expression on his face changed suddenly.
"I'm running out of hints! Backwards, help me take a look! ”
Back:......
Can he apply for a brother swap?
……
……
On the other side, Chen Ting found the address written on the card, this massage parlor was not opened on the main street, hidden in a small alley, and before she entered it, the smell of inferior perfume wafted from afar.
And that "breathtaking" rose-red light effect.
Chen Ting's eyelids jumped, and she took a deep breath and walked in.
Glancing around, there are several massage tables outside, posters of sexy girls are pasted on the wall, two women with permed hair and small curls, wearing tight skirts and black stockings are sitting on the edge of a bed, holding a cigarette in their hands and laughing,
Feeling that someone was coming in, they immediately adjusted their posture and got up, enchanting and charming, with a sweet voice: "Big brother is here for a massage?" ”
The moment she saw Chen Ting, the smile on the face of the woman in the purple dress froze, and she sighed softly: "Bad luck." ”
The other was dressed in a yellow dress, and his red nail polish was dim in the pink light.
"Yo, why are you willing to come back today, it's your new person."
Chen Ting didn't know what the situation was, so she could only respond silently and try her best to get effective information from their words.
Seeing this, the woman in the purple dress slapped the table: "Can't you hear what I'm talking to?" ”
"You think you're going to be with us if you lick someone, right?!"
The woman in the yellow dress leisurely watched the play on the sidelines.
Chen Ting held back her anger and didn't want to quarrel with them, so she said coldly: "I'm tired." ”
With that, she walked inside, but when she reached the door of the back room, and when she was about to open it, she was stunned by the sound of wheezing and shouting from inside.
Damn, I can't stay in this place for a second.
Chen Ting blackened her face, turned around and walked out.
Of course, she didn't go far, but she found a wall to wait for, and then pricked up her ears to listen to the movement in the room.
Sure enough, as soon as he left, the two women directly opened up and scolded.
"Cut, don't look at what you are, you really think you can hang a golden beetle son-in-law, do you have that life?" It was the voice of the woman in the purple skirt, "People think it's fresh to play for two more days, do you really think you can marry into a wealthy family and be a broad wife?!" ”
"Alright."
Slowly, it was the woman in the yellow dress.
"People have the ability to meet great luck, and we can't ask for it no matter how much we ask for it."
She pretended to sigh and comfort, but in Chen Ting's opinion, in fact, everything was arching the fire.
"Universiade?" The woman in the purple skirt sneered, "Although the old lady does this, she also has self-knowledge, don't touch what she knows you shouldn't touch, what's the matter with hooking up with someone else's married man?" When I became a bitch and wanted to set up an archway, I saw her scold her once! ”
(End of chapter)