When I think of going to Beijing in spring, Lin Ziwen thinks of sandstorms, but sandstorms usually only appear frequently in April and May. It is just the end of February. Lin Ziwen probably won’t see the scene of loess everywhere when he goes to Beijing.

Lin Ziwen, who is carrying the heavy responsibility of making China's software industry ahead of the world, fell into a short-lived building on the North Fourth Ring Road. The reason for choosing this place was very simple. It is close to Tsinghua University, Peking University Zhongguancun, and it is convenient for anything to do.

The accountants, cash and drivers in the same industry were all drawn from the pharmaceutical factory. The four of them didn't know what they were doing this time. The leader gave the instructions to go out for business. The two of them thought that the factory was going to purchase what equipment they wanted to purchase. The leader was the young young man Li Yongshun with the title of manager. But the four of them understood that the main owner was the factory director's baby son, and the Lin Ziwen, nicknamed Master Lin.

The office building that is both commercial and residential has saved a lot of trouble. The interior space of the four connected units is not very spacious. You can walk two elevators up and downstairs and hear that these more than 400 square meters of commercial and residential buildings are private property with complete procedures. Li Yongshun and others secretly stuck out their tongues. Putting aside how much the house cost, the momentum of the Forbidden City, the momentum of never renting a house in business is enough for competitors to consider.

Beijing in 1996 was not as prosperous as it was ten years later. Many famous high-rise buildings were not yet built at all. Old courtyards can be seen everywhere in the urban area. The ancient city walls and the messy urban-rural fringe can be said to be the main feature of most urban areas in Beijing during this period. Lin Ziwen spent 2 million to buy this commercial and residential office building. Although it is considered to be a representative of high-priced office buildings near the Fourth Ring Road, looking out from the window, there are square yards and rustic bungalows a few hundred meters away.

"Stay today, go out for fun tomorrow." Master Lin disbanded his subordinates at the order and rushed to the conference room with a large cardboard box delivered by the uncle on duty.

The driver who travels long distances all year round is half a tour guide. Hearing that the remaining half afternoon was on holiday, a driver immediately mobilized everyone to go to tea with him, and Li Yongshun, who was greedy, agreed on the spot. It happened that Master Lin and his girlfriend were guarding the door, and everyone immediately left with the driver from Beijing.

"How many kinds of Beijing snacks do you know?" In the conference room, Lin Ziwen grabbed the colorful envelopes of the box to the conference table, and asked Bai Hong who was rubbing the chair as he was rubbing dust.

After hearing Lin Ziwen's question, Bai Hong put down the rag, opened the bag, took out the book from it and shook it.

Lin Ziwen looked up and saw that the half-old cover of the book looked a bit greasy, and the title of the book "Eat all over Beijing"

"This book is good, where did you find it?" Lin Ziwen asked with a smile

"Master Fang borrowed it from me." Bai Hong stuffed the book back into his bag and sat down to help Lin Ziwen cut the envelope.

Master Fang is the driver who just took everyone to eat tea. This man is in his forties and is said to have a heart of ancient Taoism. It is said that his biggest hobby is to go to various places to taste delicious food. Everyone appreciates his cheerful personality and optimistic attitude. When he came, he drove the Mercedes-Benz car with Lin Ziwen and Bai Hong and Li Yongshun.

"So many?" Seeing that Lin Ziwen finally took out all the letters in the box, Bai Hong looked at the letters that had accumulated half of the conference table, and felt that it was a bit unexpected

Lin Ziwen was also a little surprised. Although the applicants must have mixed things, there are so many letters that as long as there are only three or two elites in one hundred, this time, there is no need to go to Shanghai and Guangzhou.

"Filter it first, and then filter it carefully tomorrow." Lin Ziwen rolled up her sleeves and picked up the top eye-catching red envelope.

...

When the lights were on, the people who were eating tea came back. Li Yongshun just walked to the door of the conference room. Before he could push the door, he heard a smug laughter from inside.

"What's so happy?" Li Yongshun hurriedly pushed the door and ran into the conference room and asked.

Lin Ziwen ignored Li Yongshun and continued to laugh as he pressed several letters.

"He's crazy, don't worry about him." Bai Hong pulled a chair for Li Yongshun, picked up a few letters beside him and handed it to him, "These are quite fun, you can take a look first."

Li Yongshun took the envelope and took out the thickest letter to open it to watch. In addition to a resume, there was also a thick stack of works, which looked very similar to Japanese comics, and it was still a very clear copy.

Lin Ziwen burst into laughter over there. Bai Hong threw the letter he had just taken the first inspection and picked up the two empty cups on the table and poured water outside.

"What are you happy about?" Seeing that the nouveau riche didn't mean to stop, Li Yongshun asked in confusion.

Lin Ziwen shook the envelope in her hand, smiling so hard that she couldn't even close her mouth: "I picked up the treasure, I found it."

Li Yongshun scratched his head and said to himself: "Is this kid really crazy?"

"You boy is crazy." Lin Ziwen jumped up and handed the envelope in his hand to Li Yongshun: "Look, this is a treasure, a priceless treasure."

Li Yongshun took the letters and looked around but couldn't see where these treasures were. He couldn't see them, so Lin Ziwen snatched back the envelopes, hummed twice, and went back to sit on his chair.

"Did you find out who you want?" Li Yongshun asked

Lin Ziwen slammed her fingers and raised her thumbs and shook it at Li Yongshun.

Who has found? As for how beautiful he is to give him... Li Yongshun shook his head and took the stack of letters Bai Hong gave him

When Bai Hong came back with a cup of water, Lin Ziwen was painting quickly on a small notebook. Seeing that he had an old problem again, Bai Hong shook his head and put down the cup to continue the work on his hands.

After finishing drawing on the notebook, Lin Ziwen ordered the battle with satisfaction. She stood up and walked to the whiteboard in the conference room. She picked up the ink pen and started writing down the positions and names of people Bai Hong looked up from time to time. They were all names she had never heard of. Two of them were added with key numbers by him. Bai Hong paid attention to it, one was Jian Jing and the other was Liu Jianguo.

Who is Jian Jing? Who is Liu Jianguo? Bai Hong naturally wouldn't know, but Lin Ziwen knew these two people. Even if he had been covered with more than ten years of memory, he wouldn't think of these two people from his name all at once, but those two resumes still awakened his distant memories, because these two were the earliest programmers in China. Jian Jing had already participated in the production of the "China Dragon" launched by Yunnan Kunming Star Company. Liu Jianguo, who was working at Peking University at this time, was the first employee of Baidu and the soul of technology.

Jian Jing is the behind-the-scenes hero of Lianzhong World, the world's number one chess and card game site. This is a rare talent in Lin Ziwen's eyes. With him, Lin Zhengzhu has a little more confidence in making games. As for Liu Jianguo, this is a person who is known as a scientist in the search technology industry. He is the first Chinese and English search engine writer in China. Lin Ziwen's crazy laughter just now is eighty-point because of him. As long as he has this soul figure in network technology, all fantasies may become reality.

With Jian Jing, it means half of the Internet leisure and entertainment industry; with Liu Jianguo, there will be Sohu, Baidu, and NetEase? Is there still Baidu? As for competitors in these fields, Lin Ziwen has long thought of a way to deal with it. In today's underdeveloped Internet, it is unwise to suppress anyone. He plans to compete if he can compete, and if he can't compete, he can just acquire it.

Thinking of search engines, Lin Ziwen couldn't help but think that Yahoo made him feel a little untroubled. The issue of "Microcomputer" at the beginning of the month reported that SoftBank invested another $100 million in Yahoo, which still has no profit. A giant in the search industry is quickly piled up with huge amounts of US dollars. The future competitor is right in front of him. Lin Ziwen, who regards it as his competitor, currently has no telephone cable to open dial-up Internet access.

Although I was still a small shrimp in the corner where the big whale could not see, Lin Ziwen was not discouraged. Isn’t it Yahoo? Isn’t it Softban Softban? Lin Ziwen wrote a Yahoo on the whiteboard and rubbed a big fork on it. He thought to himself, let’s compare and see if you, Masayoshi, have a high return on investment, or if I, Lin Ziwen, have a high return on investment in the future. I see if you, Yahoo, who will go public first, makes more money, or if I, the Forbidden City, has no name, makes more money on the market. The Forbidden City has no name for the time being, and it makes more money on the market.

"Hey-what are you doing?" Seeing Lin Ziwen standing there with her chin on her back, she was smirking for a while, Bai Hong was really worried that there was something wrong with him.

"Shh--" Lin Ziwen compared her index finger to her lips: "I'm just thinking about my name."

Bai Hong turned the chair and faced Lin Ziwen and asked, "What's the name?"

Bai Hong turned her head and blinked her bright big eyes under her thin bangs. Lin Ziwen looked at her pretty face with a white and red face, and suddenly put both the American Jerry Yang and Japanese Masayoshi Son behind her head, and said nonsense: "Give our future baby a name"

Bai Hong rolled her eyes, turned her chair and continued to cut the envelope.

"What's wrong, don't you like little babies?" Lin Ziwen leaned towards Bai Hong with a sneer on her face.

"Go, I want the baby to find Xiaolei, tell me what to do?" Bai Hong dodged left and right, only showing Lin Ziwen the back of his head.

Lin Ziwen held the back of the chair with both hands, preventing Bai Hong from swiping the chair, and continued to harass her: "Then do you like boys or girls?"

This little hooligan, can you still have the final say in your own way to have a boy or a girl? Bai Hong snorted and didn't answer

Lin Ziwen was about to continue making trouble, but suddenly there was a protest in her stomach. It turned out that it was too late and her stomach was empty. It was time to eat.
Chapter completed!