Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 36 The First Interview

September in Luzhou passed peacefully. A factory was sold and a company was to be established, but this was not enough to make waves in such an inland provincial capital.

On October [-], the National Day "October Golden Week" holiday.

Speaking of this Golden Week, everyone still thinks it is quite new, and some do not know how to welcome the long holiday. After all, it follows the "National Holidays and Memorial Day Holiday Measures" that only existed in 1999. Now it is only the second year.

University of Science and Technology of China, Wei Zhen, a second-year student who is a part-time reporter of "China University of Science and Technology", came to the East Second Multimedia Classroom at the appointed time.

"Hey, brother, it's so early." Wei Zhen saw Zhou Xin, a junior and senior who had never dealt much with before, as soon as she entered the door. This time, she was asked by a good friend to conduct a publicity interview with him.

"Wei Zhen, hello, hello, I'll trouble you this time." Zhou Xin, wearing a plaid shirt, got up from his seat and greeted politely.

Wei Zhen smiled, skillfully took out the pen and notebook, and asked, "Let's start the interview now?"

"Uh, another friend is coming, let's wait." Zhou Xin was a little shy. He was not good at dealing with this kind of scene. This morning, he called Mr. Fang consciously or unintentionally, and he would come if he had nothing to do. have a look.

Wei Zhen let out an "oh", observed the expression of this senior teacher, and asked, "Master, how many people are you working on this Internet project?"

"There is Yu Hong, who majors in marketing, and Song Rong, who majors in me, both are juniors, and..." Zhou Xin was about to say his boss's name when he saw the door of the classroom being pushed open again, he quickly got up and waved. "Brother Fang, this way."

Wei Zhen also got up and looked back at the man who just walked in. Well, the short stubble looks very energetic, the facial features look a bit delicate, the body is quite well-proportioned, and the overall feeling is very comfortable.

"Hello, I'm Wei Zhen from "China University of Science and Technology", a sophomore, studying statistics." Wei Zhen didn't let Zhou Xin introduce herself, and took the initiative to extend her right hand.

With a smile on Fang Zhuo's face, he gently shook Wei Zhen's little hand: "I'm Fang Zhuo, Fang Zheng is a good Fang, Zhuo is outstanding, and he majors in economics and management."

Wei Zhen has no doubts about him, thinking that this is a master of economic management.

The three sat down again, Fang Zhuo and Zhou Xin were side by side, and Wei Zhen sat facing Fang Zhuo.

"Has the interview started?" Fang Zhuo smiled gracefully.

Wei Zhen said quickly, "Not yet, I just arrived."

"Then I'll trouble you this time." Fang Zhuo nodded at the little reporter.

Wei Zhen smiled and said: "Brother Fang is too polite, it's not troublesome at all, the school newspaper also needs content, um, Brother Fang, the first page of our newspaper is reserved for the leaders and tutors, and it was originally reserved for you. There is a third edition, but the content of the second edition was removed in the morning, so I will move it there for you."

Fang Zhuo naturally thanked him continuously.

Zhou Xin, who was beside him, suddenly felt that something was not right. He seemed to have said, "Excuse me" just now?Why didn't she respond and didn't mention the forum at all?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, is it a fraud?
Zhou Xin had experienced Brother Yu Pu's secret mischief, so he couldn't help but think more.

People will grow.

After a while, he found that Wei Zhen's eyes fell on Mr. Fang's face from time to time.

Oh, the interview is very serious, maybe I misunderstood.

This time, there should be no Yu Pu to do the wrong.

Zhou Xin thought so.

"Registration.com is an account source distribution system independently developed by us. Now it has basically been written. In the whole process, Zhou Xin and Song Rong, majoring in computer application, have made great contributions." Fang Zhuo said eloquently.

Zhou Xin puffed up his chest proudly when he heard such a compliment.

Then, he found that the junior reporter didn't look at him.

She just asked seriously: "What role did Brother Fang play in it?"

Fang Zhuo smiled and waved his hand: "I'm not a computer major. At most, I put forward some requirements and ideas, and played a small role."

Wei Zhen was thoughtful, lowered her head and wrote down a word - high house building.

She continued to ask: "What exactly can this number source distribution system do?"

"Saving time, effort, and people." Fang Zhuo raised three fingers, "It will greatly optimize the hospital's pre-diagnosis process, which is exactly what our computer science major can achieve by actively responding to the ministries' call for 'construction of informatization'. ."

Wei Zhen's eyes lit up, this time she lowered her head for a long time and recorded what she heard.

Zhou Xin next to him couldn't sit still, he twisted from side to side and couldn't help but complain in his heart, but fuck you, it's almost the same as answering the call for 1500 yuan.

"If I am a patient to be registered, how should I use our system?" Wei Zhen asked a more specific question.

Fang Zhuo admired: "Wei Zhen, you really asked a good question. If you become a reporter in the future, you must be a big reporter."

Wei Zhen wanted to be humble but couldn't be humble in Fang Zhuo's direct gaze, so she had to show the gentlest smile.

"First, log in to the website to perform a simple registration with your ID number."

"The second step is to choose the time and doctor you want according to the hospital department. At this time, we will issue a four-digit number, which is your registration number."

"The third step, when you go to the hospital, enter the four-digit number and your own password directly on the computer in the lobby, and you will get the registration paper."

"In the end, it's naturally waiting for a doctor."

Fang Zhuo tried his best to keep the steps simple.

Wei Zhen imagined for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Saved the time queuing in the hospital?"

"Yes, you can arrange your time more reasonably, and we will also post the information of the visiting doctor." Fang Zhuo emphasized, "At the same time, this time-saving and labor-saving service is free."

"Ah? Why?" Wei Zhen was surprised.

"Registration belongs to the infrastructure of public medical care. We have discussed it many times..." Fang Zhuo said slowly and firmly, "In the end, we believe that there should be no charges."

Zhou Xin on the side glanced sideways, it was really "many times"...

"Then how do you maintain development?" Wei Zhen asked.

"Registration is a common need of patients. When the website develops to a certain scale and has a certain number of users, advertising fees and value-added service fees will support the operation of the website." Fang Zhuo talked eloquently, without any stumbling.

Wei Zhen nodded and continued to ask questions she could think of.

Fang Zhuo almost didn't need to think about it, and completed the answer smoothly.

Zhou Xin sat next to him for a long time, until the cold bench was hot, and the interview finally ended.

Fang Zhuo greeted Wei Zhen away, chatted a few more words at the door, and then called the technical supervisor to go to lunch together.

"Your students at the University of Science and Technology are quite enthusiastic." Fang Zhuo smiled.

Zhou Xin whispered a little mysteriously: "Brother Fang, I see it."

"What?" Fang Zhuo wondered.

"You deliberately only mentioned the economics and management major, and didn't mention the college, so that she thought you were also from HKUST." Zhou Xin understood.

Fang Zhuo gave a thumbs up: "Amazing. Let's go and eat, I'm starving to death. When the school newspaper comes out, remember to leave a copy for me, I'm still useful."

Zhou Xinying went down and wanted to ask Brother Fang during dinner how to be as calm as him in this interview.

(End of this chapter)