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The dazzling sun shines through the gaps in the curtains, and it has been bright for a long time.
Lin Xun looked at the time, it was nine in the morning.
After coding all night, it's time to go to bed.
He quit the compiler, and at the same time, a news message was pushed to the top right of the computer screen.
Lin Xun rarely watches the news, but this news is different. One of the key words caught his attention.
The headline of the news was: "Galaxy Group spends a lot of money to invest 30 million in lions company". After clicking, the content matches the title. After "lions" received 30 million investment, its founder met with the CEO of "Galaxy" to talk about future development plans, and together they looked forward to the future of the intelligent trend based on artificial network engines. , the great revolution that is about to take place in the world.
He nodded expressionlessly.
lions is a team that has flourished in recent years. Using the Internet as a gimmick, it once made a big splash in a creative exhibition. The founder of this team, Lin Xun, knew each other and had worked with each other when he was in school. When he graduated, the man invited him to join, but he despised it and didn't go.
In fact, he didn't care about this matter, but the word "Galaxy".
That one, the CEO of Galaxy, in the programming world, is his man, and the man of most programmers.
The man started from scratch. He started with the Internet of Things, and later engaged in artificial intelligence. He has been in the forefront of the times for several years, and the "Galaxy" has also become a technology empire that takes root in various fields. There is a saying: "If there is no galaxy, the arrival of the era of smart cities will be at least twenty years later".
- In short, the meaning of this news is that a man who he despised not only got the opportunity to have a cordial conversation with the man, but also took the man's 30 million.
Lin Xun thought to himself that if these 30 million were given to me, I would definitely be able to do better than that person.
After sour for a while, he started to have a headache, and the blood vessels in his temples throbbed suddenly, which was the after-effect of typing codes all night. But just as he was about to leave the computer desk and start to catch up on sleep, the phone rang suddenly, an unfamiliar number.
He's been getting too many calls lately.
Landlords rushing to pay rent, notices about late utility bills—it bothers him, because if he had money, he would at least buy a dozen energy drinks to keep himself from being so sleepy.
Lin Xun answered: "Hello."
On the opposite side was a sweet female voice: "Hello, is this Mr. Lin Xunlin?"
"Yes."
"Hello Mr. Lin, this is Paper Cutting Network Technology Co., Ltd. As for your 'Luo' idea, after two rounds of discussions, we believe that it does not conform to our company's development strategy. At the same time, it does not... "
Lin Xun leaned on the back of the chair, pressed his eyebrows, and noticed that his voice was a little hoarse: "Okay, I'm sorry."
As soon as he called, someone pushed open the door of his room, and a round head came in and asked, "How is it? Which company? We have hope?"
This person's name is Wang Anan, who is Lin Xun's friend and partner. He was wearing a green plaid shirt, and he was fat before he was bald. He had the typical appearance of a programmer, but he looked a little thief because of his small eyes.
Lin Xun put the phone aside: "No, the paper-cut also refused."
Wang An'an sighed and collapsed on the bed.
As they were relatively speechless, an angry shout came from the living room: "motherfucker!"
Lin Xun: "What happened to the architecture?"
Wang Anan: "Writing a business plan is frustrating."
The next moment, the sound of kicking the chairs came from the living room. The next moment, Zhao Jiji entered Lin Xun's room and inserted the USB flash drive into the socket of his computer: "I wrote it!"
Zhao Jiji is a brown-haired, blue-eyed Norwegian boy with a bit of Asian descent. His original name is Louis. He has an amazing talent for languages and is extremely proficient in Chinese.
The three of them formed a group before graduating from school, and it has been three years now. In this three-person team, Lin Xun wrote the algorithm and typed the core code, Wang An was responsible for the security of the network and data, and Louis was responsible for the system architecture.
However, when this guy named Louis was learning Chinese, he stumbled upon the surprising and significant correlation between Wang An'an's name and his professional field. He thought it was a genius way of naming himself, so he named himself Zhao Jianshe.
Wang An An listlessly looked at the plan and muttered, "It's useless to upload it, and I can't even pay the rent. No one wants 'Luo', so let's break up."
Zhao Jiji said: "Disband? I wanted to leave for a long time. Eagle has been trying to dig me for a year."
They both looked at Lin Xun together.
Wang An'an sighed and said, "...We've spent three years."
three years.
The three of them jumped into "Luo" before they graduated, and now they have finally made its basic framework, but no company or investor has taken it seriously.
Today, three years later, it's finally time to break up.
Lin Xun was not discouraged. He was about to say something, but suddenly, he was suddenly dizzy and had a severe headache.
The eyes were blurred, and the figures of Wang An'an and Zhao Jiji were all gone, and then, two groups of blue things rose from above their heads.
Staying up all night with hallucinations
At this moment, his cell phone rang again.
This thing beeps every day, and it brings bad news. Lin Xun felt a little suffocated when he heard the familiar ringtone.
Zhao Jijie glanced at the mobile phone on the computer table: "Who is it?"
Wang An'an got up and picked up the phone to hand it to Lin Xun, but his body suddenly froze, his eyes straightened, and he turned to Lin Xun: "Brother?"
Lin Xun wondered if the landlord had come to urge the rent again.
He was recalling the credit card limit when he saw Wang An An put the screen in front of him.
Two words are written on the screen.
With his blurred vision, he vaguely recognized the two words, Galaxy.
Galaxy? ?
Lin Xun's mind went blank for a moment and took over the phone.
"Hello, is this Mr. Lin Xunlin?" It was still a sweet female voice.
Lin Xun: "Yes, hello."
"Hello Mr. Lin, my surname is Ruan, Ruan Zhi, and I'm the chief assistant of 'Galaxy'. Do you have any free time recently?"
He turned on the speakerphone, so both Zhao Jiji and Wang Anan could hear him.
They looked at each other.
Wang An'an slowly opened his mouth.
Lin Xun's heart beat a little faster, and he said to the other side of the call, "Any time."
"Okay." The opposite said: "That's right, we are very interested in your 'Luo' model. If you have time, is it convenient for you to come to Galaxy headquarters this afternoon? We hope to be able to talk to you about some things. interview."
Lin Xun: "Okay... okay."
The chief assistant over there smiled: "Then I won't disturb your work, I hope to have a good meeting with you."
The call hangs up.
Lin Xun slowly put down the phone.
I saw Zhao Jiji came to him and said, "Brother Lin, I apologize to you for what I said just now."
Wang Anan followed closely: "Xun, I also express my sincerest apologies for what I said just now—you, me, him, Lin Shuai, Wang Anan, and Zhao Jianshe, the three of us will never break up until we grow old. , the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten—"
"Okay." Lin Xun interrupted Wang An'an's numb sincere confession, unable to control the upturned corners of his mouth, the tiredness of staying up late was swept away, and his eyes gradually became clearer. But the hallucination was still there. Two blue squares floated above the heads of the two partners. He thought it was weird, but thinking about what happened today, he felt excusable. It was because he was too excited, and it might be gone in a while.
After all, it was the best news he had ever received in his life.
Galaxy!
thirty million!
male!
Wang Anan fell on the bed intoxicated and hugged the pillow. Obviously, he had seen the news and muttered like he lost his mind: "30 million, 30 million, structure, how is our equity divided? You are blind. written?"
Zhao Jiji hugged the other pillow, lying opposite Wang Anan, and murmured as if losing his mind: "It's just a nonsense, average score."
Wang An'an became more and more fascinated by money and had no eyes.
Zhao Jiji slapped the bed board: "Ten minutes ago, I was still excited about the 600,000 annual salary offered by Eagle...!"
Wang An An stroked the pillow: "I am secretly delighted at the 700,000 annual salary offered by lions."
Zhao Zhe's Chinese became more proficient in anger: "Why do you have more than 100,000 yuan than me?"
Wang Anan: "Because python is the best language in the world."
"What about java?"
They threw their pillows away and started fighting on the spot.
But Lin Xun was different from them.
Lin Xun began to prepare for the meeting with "Galaxy", although he did not know who he would be with, maybe just a small product manager.
The afternoon is coming soon.
After getting out of the car, Lin Xun looked at the glass of the car to make sure he was dressed appropriately for the last time.
A white shirt, of course, is fine. The jacket is a light gray, striped casual suit, which is generally light and relaxed.
- It's also like a human being.
Zhao Jiji rolled down the car window and whistled at him: "You are the most handsome!"
Lin Xun smiled and said, "I'm leaving."
Wang An'an screamed in the car, "Thirty million!"
In the afternoon sunlight, the glass curtain wall of the Galaxy Building shone brightly.
Lin Xunlai thought that he was going to ask himself where to go, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the gate of the Galaxy headquarters, someone dressed as a secretary greeted him: "Is this Mr. Lin Xunlin?"
He followed the secretary into the special elevator, watched him press the top button, and realized that the meeting might not be as simple as he thought.
He blinked hard.
The secretary also has a blue translucent square above his head, the same as what he saw on Wang Anan and Zhao Jiji.
"Ding."
The elevator stopped, and Ruan Zhiruan was at the door, smiling at him with an identical blue square.
Lin Xun really felt that this matter was strange, but the time was running out and he couldn't allow him to explore it.
Lin Xun is familiar with Ruan Zhi, and she often follows the CEO of Galaxy in interviews with major media.
The phone call from Mr. Ruan.
Manager Ruan came to pick him up.
Who is he going to meet
Lin Xun could only think of one possibility.
It must be to meet the man - otherwise, who can invite Ruan Zhi's driver
At this second, the weird blue square is no longer important, and he only has a man in his heart.
At this moment, he is no longer sour for the 30 million, and he will have it today.
Ruan Zhi pushed open the wooden office door. In the slightly empty room, everything was in order.
The sunlight on the top floor shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and shone on the simple silver and white office decoration, and the walls flowed with the luster of snow-capped mountains.
Lin Xun walked in, inexplicably felt that the temperature dropped a little, and the surroundings were silent, only the sound of his own footsteps sounded regularly.
At the end of the office, behind the desk, was sitting alone, looking down at a document.
A very simple white shirt, sitting stretched and straight, a lonely figure.
The founder and CEO of the tech empire "Galaxy", he is very young.
Although Lin Xun had seen many interviews or reports about him, when the man really appeared in front of him, he still felt a shock.
At the same time, his eyes seemed to return to normal, and there was no blue thing on the man.
He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes drawn to the man's fingers.
The slender fingers who were flipping through the documents. The cool white color, faintly revealing pale blue blood vessels, resembles the outline of a snow-capped mountain, and the joints are beautiful. If he put his fingers on the keys instead of the paper, everyone would hold their breaths and wait for the imminent sound of a movement far beyond the sounds of nature.
—and those hands did, like playing the piano, create countless lines of beautiful and amazing code for the world. When they were teenagers, Lin Xun and Wang Anan spent all day watching the man's code in github, and came to the conclusion that the man's right hand was kissed by Von Neumann and his left was held by Turing. In college, Lin Xun thought that his coding skills could finally be seen - but at this time, the man was already developing his own programming language gx.
Later, Lin Xun's direction was biased towards algorithms rather than programming, perhaps because he realized that in programming, there will always be a legendary person who is dazzling and unable to catch up.
He got closer.
The man raised his head.
The hustle and bustle of the world seemed to be gone, and a snow fell.
He has long black hair and wears a pair of thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses. With the movement, the mirror chain of the same color swayed in the air, reflecting a little dazzling light in the sun.
Behind the lens, a pair of cold and clear eyes met Lin Xun's gaze.
This person is good-looking, and his facial features that are more three-dimensional than ordinary people seem to have a hint of mixed blood, but there is no trace of it. There doesn't seem to be a trace of emotion in the lighter-colored pupils, which makes him even less like someone who would exist in the real world.
"Meeting for the first time, Mr. Lin." His voice was as cold as his appearance.
"Hello," Lin Xun thought about his words: "... Dongjun."
- This is a well-known preference of this man, whether in formal or informal occasions, people call him by his first name, Dongjun.
This name seems to be related to ancient oriental legends, but it is full of secrets to read.
Dong Jun seemed to pick his lips slightly and smiled: "Please take a seat."
Lin Xun sat down and exhaled softly, he was indeed a little nervous.
Dongjun pressed his finger on the document, turned it, and pushed it in Lin Xun's direction: "Mr. Lin came over today because there is something I want to discuss with you."
Lin Xun looked at him, although he tried his best to keep his expression unchanged, but his heart was full of excitement.
He imagined the headlines of tomorrow.
"Galaxy" injected 30 million into the "Luo" team!
thirty million.
He was already flying, holding a check and flying to an altitude of 10,000 meters.
He can buy servers, expand databases, and replace old residential buildings with studios. His "Luo" will be launched, causing a new trend of the times... 30 million!
Seemingly noticing his departure, Dongjun paused before continuing to say lightly: "I plan to invest 200,000 in my own name to buy a part of the equity in 'Luo'."
Lin Xun: "?"