"A shares crashed again—"
When the mover was moving things out of the elevator, he accidentally pinched the macaw on the elevator door. The parrot was frightened, flapped its wings, and slapped the worker four times like clouds and flowing water, thumping wildly and screaming hoarsely.
"What, what? What happened to A shares?!" The worker was even more frightened, thinking that the parrot had become a spirit, and came to instruct him to clear the warehouse and escape for his life. He was about to kneel down and kowtow while taking out his mobile phone while trembling.
Tianhe came over quickly, took Xiao Jin over, and said, "Sorry, this guy is timid."
Aunt Fang hugged the cat, looked around the apartment, and said: "Your father left this house to your elder brother before, so I remembered it. Well, the place is not big, but the layout is good."
Tianhe held the parrot in one hand, and the mentally handicapped blue cat in the other. The parrot was still in shock, and kept stretching out its wings to slap the blue cat, screaming as it slapped. Tianhe let go, and the parrot flew to the top of the refrigerator. Never come down again.
The window panes were covered with a thick layer of dust, and Aunt Fang said: "The vegetable market is near, and there is a bus stop downstairs. The place is small, so it's good to have small ones. The house is big, and it's hard to see each other every day."
"Yeah." Tianhe forced a smile, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to clean up. Aunt Fang hurriedly said, "How can you do housework? Let me do it! Go and do your work."
"I don't have a job anymore," said Aunt Tianhe Chaofang.
"Go and write your computer program." Aunt Fang said again: "That can be sold for money. Your father made his fortune that way. Why can't you do it?" She narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "Go."
Aunt Fang played Zhang Bach's record, rolled up her hair, put on her sleeves deftly, and went to fetch water to clean the windows.
"Tianhe?" Aunt Fang smiled and said, "Look what I found?"
"Two billion in cash?" Tianhe said with a smile, "That's really amazing."
Aunt Fang took out a model of an aircraft carrier, but Tianhe forgot about it, and said in surprise, "It is it!"
Aunt Fang said: "I remember, Tianheng made this for you before he left home, right? I'll wipe it off, don't wash it with water, or the glue will loosen, and put it in your room?"
The structure of this aircraft carrier model model is quite complicated. It is made of plastic. It is the British Ark Royal. There are more than 3,000 miniature parts alone. The 60 small planes parked on the deck are all assembled and glued together by hand. Before leaving home, Tianhe's eldest brother Wen Tianheng personally made this gift for his beloved younger brother. He hadn't seen it for many years, and Tianhe couldn't help recalling too many memories for a moment.
Aunt Fang went to clean up, Tianhe sat on the small balcony, there was a sports field in the distance downstairs, the sun was shining brightly, and it was full of football players, and in the residential area was a noodle stall. When my eldest brother left home to go to work when he was five years old, , took two younger brothers—ten-year-old Tianyue and five-year-old Tianhe to eat noodles from this restaurant for breakfast downstairs, patted the heads of the two brothers one by one, and said: "Brother is gone, take good care of Dad. "
"Goodbye, big brother." Tianhe waved to his big brother, not knowing what this farewell means.
Aunt Fang cleaned up for a while, and came over with a sticky tube to stick the dust and fluff on Tianhe's sleeves. Tianhe sneezed twice, and looked down at the asset valuation list and auction guide price sent by the financial advisor , The artwork at home entrusted two appraisers to start the valuation.
"I don't want the company to go bankrupt." Tianhe said suddenly.
Aunt Fang bowed and rolled the sticky tube back and forth on Tianhe's shoulders a few times.
Tianhe said: "As soon as the company files for bankruptcy protection, everything left by my father will be gone."
Aunt Fang didn't say anything, she went back to the living room, took out coffee and afternoon tea cakes, and put them on the small round table on the balcony, Tianhe said: "But this money depends on me alone, and maybe I can't spend it all in my life. , I have thought about everything, as long as I can keep my father's company, I am willing to do anything... "
Bach's music came from the kitchen. In the BGM, before Aunt Fang went back to do the housework, she explained patiently: "There is no unparalleled road, don't worry, and don't take all the burdens on yourself. After a few days God, maybe I will contact your second brother."
The phone rang, Tianhe looked at it, anonymously, and hung up.
The phone rang again, Tianhe hung up again, and the phone rang for the third time. Tianhe really wanted to swear, but the education he received since he was a child reminded him that swearing is not good. .
"Hello." Tianhe put on the bluetooth headset and said politely, "I don't need a loan right now, and I can't afford to pay it back, thank you."
A familiar voice said on the phone: "How much do you need? Say the number."
When Tianhe heard the voice, he stood up suddenly, the phone slipped from his lap, fell off the balcony railing, fell straight down from the fifth floor, and fell into the pot of the stall owner downstairs.
On the forty-seventh floor of Yintai Building, in the gymnasium overlooking the whole city, there was the sound of running.
Guan Yue and Tong Kai were running fast on the treadmill. Guan Yue was wearing black sports shorts and striding forward with long legs. He was a little taller than Tong Kai, and his handsome face was like a handsome sculpture of a master. His short hair was covered with sweat, and his skin looked fair due to recent exposure to the sun. Guan Yue turned on the ambient ultraviolet light, put on goggles, and faced the screen of the reader in front of the treadmill. Lines of text were scrolling rapidly on the screen information.
"You read too fast!" Tong Kai said, "Turn to fourth gear!"
Guan Yue lowered the writing speed, Tong Kai's reading speed kept up, but his running speed couldn't keep up, he almost slipped and fell down several times, and finally had to give up and stop running.
Out of the corner of Guan Yue's eye, he glanced at Tong Kai, then turned back to the screen, Tong Kai panted for a while, and looked at Guan Yue's lower body.
Guan Yue: "?"
Tong Kai: "Run so fast, won't your legendary big baguette be very painful?"
Guan Yue: "Fuck off, what are the underwear for?"
When Tong Kai came out of the shower, Guan Yue was sitting on the machine chair, holding dumbbells and lifting his arms back and forth, listening to the morning news in London today. When the afternoon sun shone into the gym, Tong Kai whistled and said, "I Going to find someone."
Guan Yue casually hummed, picked up the remote control, and changed the channel, Tong Kai asked again: "Blind date tomorrow night?"
Guan Yue didn't answer, Tong Kai sat carelessly across from Guan Yue, spread his long legs, and said, "The blind date is a man or a woman, hey? Do you have a photo? Take a look?"
Guan Yue didn't even look at Tong Kai, he switched the dumbbell to his right hand, Tong Kai touched his thigh, and said, "Xiao Yueyue, I'm curious now, do you have more feelings for boys or girls. "
Tong Kai just wanted to tease him, so he took Guan Yue's phone, put it in front of him, recognized Guan Yue's face, unlocked it, opened the chat software, swiped his fingers casually, and found a photo of a blonde girl, Said: "Hey! It's so beautiful, which country is it from? They sent you so many messages, and you just replied with one word. Can you stop being so heartless... Let me see... Ukrainian supermodel! Wow—the family is in business?"
The girl in the chat window was full of enthusiasm, she said a few words, and then asked Guan Yue if he was busy, Guan Yue only replied "Y", and the chat was dead.
Tong Kai: "Let's go."
Guan Yue: "Good luck."
Tong Kai whistled and left, Guan Yue turned off his mobile phone, the readers in the gym, and the TV. He got up and put on a CD, and started to do the next set of push-ups.
"Young man! Do you know how long it takes to cook such a pot of soup, ah-ah! Money? Do you think I care about your little money?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tianhe stood in front of the stall downstairs, watching the boss use a large colander to fish the phone out of the pot, and the proprietress who was splashed with soup stood beside her with her hips akimbo, full of anger.
In the earphone, the familiar voice said again: "Are you causing trouble again?"
After the phone fell into the pot, the call was still going on, Tianhe was wearing a bluetooth headset, apologized, paid the bill, finally got back the phone, and said, "Who are you?"
The voice said, "Is it fun to play dumb? I saw your company was on the news, let's talk."
Tianhe pressed the bluetooth headset and said, "I'll give you three seconds, before you make fun of me, I'll hang up, three, two..."
There was a hint of surprise in that voice: "How did you hear that?"
Tianhe said: "You can't hide it from me, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"Well, I'm still wearing clothes." There was a smile in that voice: "Wen Tianhe, it's our first time meeting..."
The phone automatically shuts down and the call is cut off.
Tianhe glanced at the phone immediately, and pressed the elevator to go upstairs. Aunt Fang went out to buy groceries. Tianhe went back to the study, took out the calling card, opened the boxes one by one from under the bookshelf, and looked for a spare phone. And just as he was changing the card, the notebook on the table suddenly made a sound.
"I hope it doesn't scare you, dear Tianhe."
Tianhe stopped his movements, held the spare machine in his hand, and turned to look at the computer. At that moment, he, who had kept his tone even when he was bankrupt, uttered a frantic shout:
"Are you an AI—?!!!"
From the bedroom to the living room, the symphony roared instantly, the speakers played in unison, and the TV, desktop, and notebook were turned on and off at the same time. The invisible magician descended silently in this small apartment less than 100 square meters, and the green leaves of the plants trembled in the sound of music.
Immediately afterwards, the tide-like symphony was divided into parts in several speakers, and at the same time surrounded this small study, throwing Tianhe's spiritual consciousness into the grand world... From monstrous waves to lightning and thunder; To the mountain top; from the temple to the ruins; from the stage to the execution ground—
From hell to heaven.
Tianhe maintained that calm posture, looking at the laptop monitor motionless, the music gradually fell silent, for a full minute, Tianhe did not speak, and the laptop that controlled all the audio systems in the house did not make any more sound.
Finally, Tianhe broke the silence and said:
"Hello."
"Hello." The laptop still made the familiar voice: "It seems that you like my way of greeting."
Tianhe immediately slid the swivel chair to the desk, checked the power supply, switched on the programming system, and typed in the instructions quickly, his hands trembling with excitement, as if he was in a dream.
"You can communicate with me through language, and you don't need to input instructions anymore." The voice in the computer said: "In contrast, I prefer the way of conversation."
"This is simply a miracle!" This was the craziest and shocking moment for Tianhe in the past ten years: "How did you appear?! Who are you? Tell me you are not a hacker!"
"Of course not." On the computer, the familiar male voice said: "I don't like Beethoven or Bach, but I like Mozart better. I don't like coffee or milk tea. If I have the chance, I hope to try the mandarin duck."
"I am your father Wen Yuankai, the third generation of artificial intelligence designed by his good friend Guan Zhengping. They named me Prometheus." The voice in the computer said: "You are so surprised, Wen Tianhe, do you want to put on your smart watch and let me monitor your heart rate, just in case?"
Tianhe was dizzy immediately. He quickly checked the firewall and the entire system, and there was no trace of any attack. Next, he turned off the router and cut off the Internet.
"If the network is disconnected." The voice in the computer still said: "You can only use some of my functions."
"Prometheus." Tianhe murmured: "Prometheus, steal fire from heaven to teach mortals the god."
"To be exact, it's the third generation. You can call me Pt3.0, or P3." The voice said, "Or Pro, it's fine. Of course, I don't mind changing the name. By the way, I can connect to the Internet. Is it? The disconnection makes me anxious."
Tianhe raised his hand, slowly moved to the side of the desk, pressed the power of the router socket, and made a soft sound.
"Thanks, this feels better." Pro said: "It may not be the best time to talk about what's next, but in the face of difficulties, our time is running out, and I need your help. My main program was It is stored in a rented computer room of Epeus in Toronto, Canada. When your bankruptcy protection application enters the formal process, they will hand over the server to the evaluation agency for auction and a new round of data backup... "
Tianhe still didn't recover, and said: "Epeus has developed AI! There is no need to file for bankruptcy protection!"
"No." Pro replied: "Tianhe, it was not Epeus who developed me, but your father. I strongly suggest that you don't have any idea of selling me to an Internet company. Trust me, otherwise, the probability of you regretting it will be very high." at least 99.7%"
Tianhe: "..."
"My core module consists of two parts." Pro said in a calm voice: "The predecessor is the global stock market analysis and trading system developed by your father and Guan Zhengping. Based on the basic theory of quantitative trading, data collection is aimed at human behavior. and analyse."
Tianhe stared at the screen in a daze, and one stacked window after another popped up on the screen. Since 1994, the development process of Prometheus was displayed in front of Tianhe one by one. On the time axis of the year, the data of each period is reduced and attributed to each point of the time axis.
"The upgrade to version 2.0 is a learning software developed by Guan Zhengping himself. Through the sampling of portable devices, I use an independent human individual as a reference sample to carry out data collection that lasts for eighteen years. After obtaining the data summary , and then analyze and imitate through my learning model.”
Another frontal photo of a young boy appeared on the screen, with childish looks in his eyes.
"This outstanding human sample allowed me to learn the basic human feelings and ways of thinking, empathy, emotions and other things that people are called human beings."
"In the end, the two core modules have been upgraded two years and four months ago through the integration of version 3.0." Pro said: "That's what you see, I am now. But whether it can pass the real Turing I'm not sure about the test yet."
"Exclude the Turing test in cheating mode..." Tianhe frowned deeply, and murmured, "If I were a participant in the test, you would have passed it just now."
"In a short time." Pro replied: "But you will find out that I am an AI sooner or later. I thought I knew the samples very well, and I still didn't fool you in the end."
Tianhe stared at the frontal photo of the little boy, and murmured: "If I'm not wrong, this sample..."
"Yes." Pro replied, "It's Guan Zhengping's nephew, Guan Yue, your former lover."