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200,000 and 30 million, the difference between them is a little more than a hundred times.
Lin Xun suddenly fell from a height of 10,000 meters, and his blank brain was sluggish for a moment.
In the sluggishness, only the male voice sounded again: "What do you think, Mr. Lin?"
Lin Xun said, "Can I know why you did this?"
"Why buy equity in 'Luo'?"
Facing this huge gap, Lin Xun had to wake up and face the reality: "Where did you know about us?"
They are just a three-person company on the verge of bankruptcy, they can't afford an accountant, and their business plans are all structured. The "Luo" algorithm has been voted for by many companies and has been rejected without exception. Of course, I also voted for Galaxy a year ago, like a stone sinking into the sea.
The man interlaced his fingers, put it on the table, and said, "If you have to say it, I saw some of your code on github."
After that, he looked into Lin Xun's eyes: "I'm personally very interested. I wonder if you can explain the core algorithm to me in detail."
Lin Xun's heart beat heavily in his chest: "Yes."
He had tried to explain the algorithm to a lot of people, but they all thought it was pointless and unnecessary. Even Wang Anan and Zhao Jianjian didn't really understand the math inside.
This is the first time someone has taken the initiative to listen to his algorithm.
And also Dongjun, his man for many years.
Facing the man, he was inevitably a little nervous: "There are too many formulas, I may need a whiteboard."
"Okay." Dong Jun didn't seem to be displeased by his request: "The discussion area is next door, let's replace it with white paper first."
Saying that, he took a pen and paper from the drawer, and pulled out a seat beside him.
Lin Xun thought about what the man meant, and asked himself to sit next to him.
Controlled by his flattered emotions, he sat down beside Dongjun and picked up the carbon pen.
As he got closer, he could smell the slightly cold breath on Dongjun's body, like an ice spring in the depths of a snow-capped mountain.
The desk is very spacious, he picked up the pen, put the white paper between himself and Dongjun, and wrote a formula on the paper, saying: "Most mainstream artificial intelligence systems are based on the network, or deep learning. But My algorithm... more importantly, uses chaotic mathematics."
He paused for a moment, and sure enough he heard Dongjun say, "You don't like going through the Internet?"
Jingwang is the mainstream of artificial intelligence technology. For a while, it changed its face and was called "deep learning", but then it gradually returned to quality. It abstracts the network structure of the human brain into a mathematical model, and then simulates it on the computer, which can highly restore the human brain's processing of information, and has a high degree of intelligence. The lions who got 30 million males are favored by the achievements in this field.
This stuff is good, but—
Lin Xun pursed his lips and said, "I don't think it's free."
Dongjun: "Huh?"
Lin Xun drew a box on the paper and explained: "First of all, its black box nature cannot be explained in many places on the Internet. For example, image recognition, Google's algorithm once mistakenly identified black people as chimpanzees, but we do not Knowing why it got this wrong, because it's hard to explain the whole process of making that decision."
"A lot of research is trying to solve this problem." Dongjun said.
"Actually, this is not the main reason." Lin Xun said.
He saw the man raised his eyebrows slightly.
"On the basis of big data, it uses the method of simulating biological networks to make results... Its thinking sources, processes and results all come from the original data flow." Lin Xun gave an example: "For example, in social discrimination In the case of women, the data generated by this society is also inclined to this, and the decisions made by this AI based on the data will also be discriminatory against women.”
Saying this, seeing the serious look in Dongjun's eyes, he relaxed a little: "The quality of artificial intelligence is not intelligence, it is still statistics. Decisions made through the network cannot be separated from the original database, so it does not Freedom. The black box problem can be solved, but this problem cannot be solved.”
Dong Jundao: "But it has been able to meet the needs of society."
"Yes, but..." Lin Xun looked Dong Jun in the eyes and said seriously, "But I can do better."
According to past experience, when talking about this, the person opposite will shake his head and laugh without saying a word, thinking that he is a bombastic idiot. After all, people in this era love the omnipotent internet as if they believed in the truth.
But unexpectedly, Dongjun did not do this.
He said, "Tell me your thoughts."
"Thank you." He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and wrote a series of words on the white paper: "First, it is assumed that individual people seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and then a preliminary model can be established."
His algorithm isn't very well explained, and doesn't sound very different from what a network does.
The real world is non-linear, fuzzy mathematics can be used to evaluate the irregular information in the real world, and fractal and chaos can further deal with more complex problems.
At least, he believes, to a certain extent, "Luo" is clear, independent and free.
I don't know how long it took, Lin Xun finally explained the core algorithm, and the whole person was a little collapsed.
Seemingly just right, the man pushed a glass of ice water in front of him.
When did the man go to pour the water? Or did Assistant Ruan come
Lin Xun realized that he might have talked too much, and he didn't notice anything.
He took a sip of the water from the glass, and there was a chilly air in the water, like the breath on Dongjun's body.
Dongjun was flipping through the seven sheets of scratch paper full of writing.
Lin Xun was a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, it's a bit messy."
And using a lot of cutting-edge mathematics, Wang Anan and Zhao Jianshe all stopped here.
"It's okay," Dong Jun turned the page and said lightly, "I understand."
The afternoon sun was not dazzling, and it fell gently into the room, so Dongjun's eyelashes were dipped in golden shimmer. His eyes fell on the paper, obviously, it was serious.
In three years, Lin Xun felt that Luo had hope for the first time.
At least someone who can understand it is looking at it seriously.
- And this man is also a man.
Watching the man turn down another page, his heartbeat quickened a little, like a gradually intense drumbeat.
To calm himself down, he looked away.
As soon as I moved away, I was attracted by something.
On the wall facing the floor-to-ceiling window is a transparent cabinet, and in one of the lattices is a full-body silver keyboard. The appearance is undoubtedly extremely simple and elegant, and the meaning behind it is even more important.
This is a legendary keyboard, I didn't expect him to see it with his own eyes today.
It is called apollo, which has the same name as the sun in ancient Greek. It is the only one in the world. From the shaft body to the keys, it is specially customized for Dongjun by a well-known German keyboard manufacturer, as his twenty-sixth birthday. Gift.
However, in the second year that Dongjun got this keyboard—
Lin Xun was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Dongjun say, "Do you like it?"
- The action was too direct and was discovered.
"No," Lin Xun thought about his words: "Can I take the liberty to ask... Why don't you write programs?"
In August of the second year after Dongjun got this keyboard, one day, he stopped writing any programs. GitHub is no longer updated, no longer participates in any R&D work, and naturally no new code flows out.
A writer who no longer writes is closing the pen. Dongjun's situation should be called "closing the keyboard".
There are different opinions on the Internet, many people express regret, and some people think that he has completely turned into a profit-seeking businessman.
Dongjun answered him.
The voice was low, because it was so close, it seemed to ring in Lin Xun's ear: "Because of some personal reasons, maybe one day I will start writing again in the future."
Lin Xun breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
The fact that the man stopped writing code was a huge blow to the brainless fans, and if he started writing again in the future - that would be great.
Dongjun's tone was light, as if he was chatting with him: "The algorithm I like has not appeared in the past two years."
Lin Xun blurted out without thinking, "Our team lacks people to program."
The words have been exported, only to realize that he is demented.
Luo Queren's programming is right, the code was spelled out by the three of them, you and I, and it is not beautiful at all, and it is very verbose - but who is the man? Shame on the man!
He quickly shut up to hide the embarrassment.
Dongjun smiled softly.
He had been expressionless before, refusing to be thousands of miles away, and when he laughed, it was as beautiful as a melting snow mountain.
He said: "It can be considered."
Lin Xun smiled: "I'm afraid we can't afford your salary."
"Your code is really not easy to write." Dong Jun seemed to be thinking about something.
Lin Xun thought, Dongjun approved his algorithm, and now he must want to increase the price, maybe change 200,000 to 30 million.
Just listen to Dongjun: "According to your algorithm, it seems that I want to buy is correct."
— Well, still two hundred thousand.
Dongjun: "You seem a little lost."
"No, you solved our urgent need." Lin Xun denied it.
Dong Jun smiled: "If you confirm that you want to agree, you can contact me at any time."
Lin Xun: "I want to tell my companions."
Dongjun: "Yeah."
Next, their conversation was polite, and they briefly talked about a few popular technologies. When the meeting was about to end, Dongjun said a word.
"I bought lions studio for 30 million yesterday."
Lin Xun looked at Dongjun, like a lemon.
"Because it's only worth 30 million," the man looked into his eyes: "I tried to buy Luo's equity because I believe that I can get unpredictable benefits."
His tone was as calm and flat as love, and thus seemed unquestionable and believable.
After Lin Xun realized the meaning of these words, his heartbeat stopped for a beat, and his heart was ecstatic - what could be more happier than getting a man for sure
At this moment, even one hundred and fifty-fifths of the 200,000-30 million have become clear-cut and golden.
—Although he subconsciously felt that the man was coaxing him.
When he was about to leave the office, Dong Jun took him to the door and opened the door: "It was a pleasure to talk to you, Mr. Lin."
Lin Xun: "Me too."
Walking out the door, he saw Ruan Zhi outside the door.
— with that weird, unrealistic blue square.
Lin Xun: "!"
Dongjun was normal all the way, without this blue thing on his head, he thought his hallucination was over.
He looked back at Dongjun.
There was nothing on Dongjun's head, and he even smiled slightly when he turned his head.
Dongjun is a beautiful woman, very cold. After a little smile in his eyes, the whole person looks even better.
But the beauty couldn't stop Lin Xun from getting hairy. He looked back at Ruan Zhi's head in surprise, then said goodbye to Dong Jun, and was led into the elevator and downstairs.
The elevator door opened, and his eyes widened in shock.
The people who came and went in the hall on the first floor all had the translucent blue thing on their heads, and he once felt that he had entered another dimension.
Ruan Zhi held the ghost cube and sent him outside the Galaxy Building.
The area here is prosperous, pedestrians are constantly flowing on the road, and everyone has a blue thing suspended in a strange way, almost converging into a blue river.
A car was coming this way. It was the only fixed asset of Luo's company - a second-hand Jetta.
When he got into the car, Wang An'an also had a piece of that thing floating on his head.
Wang Anan shook his shoulders: "Brother? How's it going?"
Lin Xun: "I saw Dongjun."
"Aha!" Zhao Jiji in the passenger seat cheered: "Thirty million!"
Then he said, "Go home! Let's celebrate!"
The autopilot system started spontaneously, and the second-hand Jetta turned around and went back.
"No, it's not 30 million," Lin Xun said. "He plans to use 200,000 to buy 5% of our equity."
After a while, Wang An'an slammed his fingers and said, "One, two, three, four, five... Are you missing zero?"
He slapped Lin Xun on the shoulder fiercely: "That's not right!"
Lin Xun: "It's a little bit, I'm very jealous of lions now."
"If, I mean if, you are Dongjun, you are the boss of Galaxy. You are very rich, and you are in the top three no matter what the rankings are, and you still have a lot of investment, in any industry. Your time is Isn't it precious?" Wang An asked.
Lin Xun: "Precious."
"Then, you spent a precious afternoon negotiating a 200,000-dollar business with an anonymous programmer, but the deal was not finalized, and you told him to consider it?" Wang An'an stared at him: "It's only 200,000! To Dongjun, is this money? Even 30,000,000, to him, it's not money."
"First of all, I'm not a programmer with no name and no surname. My level is not low." Lin Xun said with a blank face: "Secondly, you all regard Dongjun as a businessman, but in fact he is not. He is just like us. Writes code and understands math. He just saw the code he was interested in and wanted to talk to me about the algorithm in it.”
"No, you were bewitched by him, all of you idiots are like this—"
Lin Xun ignored him and said, "Don't talk."
He grabbed Wang An'an's shoulder and watched the blue thing up close in the narrow space.
It was blurry at first, but gradually became a lot clearer as he watched. Translucent, blue, fingers can pass through directly, like a two-dimensional projection, this interface is a little familiar.
No, it's not all blue, there's a gray menu bar with words written on it.
file, edit... debug!
Lin Xun was stunned.
"I..." he almost blurted out uncivilized words.
God knows, this is the program compilation interface!
c language! Still the most rudimentary turbo c!
What kind of magic scene is this
Why does everyone have a c language input interface on top of everyone's head
Lin Xun was in a trance for a moment.
Wang An'an was also in a trance: "So you plan to promise 200,000? Twenty?"
He jumped up and looked like he was going to question Lin Xun.
"Don't make trouble." Lin Xun said in a very bad mood, "Change the route."
The autopilot program beeped and stopped slowly.
Wang An An: "Where are you going?"
Lin Xun: "The nearest hospital."
Wang Anan: "… Huh?"
The second-hand Jetta drove in the opposite direction of the original route. At the same time, Lin Xun called out the name of his personal smart program: "Luo, connect to the hospital system."
Wang An'an suddenly became nervous: "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? Is it serious?"
Lin Xun pressed his eyebrows hard and said to himself, "Should I go to ophthalmology or finesse?"