The big era starts in 1983

Chapter 447 That Bird

The two went outside.

Isamu Fujita is not a purebred technical nerd like Gui Masao, he knows that Bai Hao must have something inconvenient to say at the meeting.

Outside the house, Bai Hao asked directly: "I have a technical question. There is a picture or something in the game. How high can the picture quality be? Or it can be in the form of comics."

"If it is a static picture, it can reach the limit of the machine's display."

After hearing this, Bai Hao called Zhao Fei over.

Let Zhao Fei express some of his views on RTT games, especially his unserious thoughts.

"Look..." Zhao Fei began to talk about a very interesting theory.

Bai Hao listened with a smile on his face.

It can be said that as long as the 90s are playing games, no one knows, no one knows, it is a bird of paradise in the legend.

Isamu Fujita understood in seconds.

Bai Hao said to Isamu Fujita: "As a player who has been in the market and loves games, do you think his idea is feasible?"

"feasible."

The two called John Walker out again, and then gathered together for a secret discussion.

What Blizzard Games wants to do is a platform, the most powerful platform in the world in the future, so as long as there are more people who buy the platform, it will be a victory.Then some games can increase the popularity of the platform. These games have no copyright, and no one will admit that these games are their own.

John Walker won't show up either, but he has someone, and Isamu Fujita has someone.

As for the material.

Not too easy for John Walker and Isamu Fujita.

Especially Isamu Fujita, he can proudly say that a certain type of action culture in Wajima has swept across the galaxy, such as static pictures, from two-dimensional to three-dimensional, Wajima’s small studio is omnipotent.

Zhao Fei was very savvy. After listening to a few words, he realized that he went to the south and went to the Wadao RTT game company that he had heard about when he was running parallel imports in Xiangjiang.It's just that they never expected that the company is now finished, and the game company has let Director Bai of the Ninth Factory take over.

cattle.

Therefore, Zhao Fei began to keep backing away, for fear that he heard what the three of them said that he shouldn't have heard.

As far as his current status and situation are concerned.

In case he was afraid of him leaking secrets or something, and made him come out a few years later, he believed that Bai Hao had this ability.

After the discussion here, Isamu Fujita said that he would secretly cooperate with Mr. John Walker, and then communicate with Gui Masao. As for the content of their discussion, there will be no meetings, no records, and no existence.

The two went back to the meeting room, and Bai Hao realized that Zhao Fei had retreated a full 50 meters away and was standing by the garden.

Bai Hao smiled and went back to his temporary office.

Zhao Fei was a little confused.

What should I do next, just leave like this, he dare not, so let's just stand where we are.

Fortunately, Bai Hao came back after a while.

Bai Hao wrapped two cigarettes and two golden monkeys in newspaper, then took out two boxes of Huazi from his pocket and stuffed them into Zhao Fei's pocket: "Thank you." Then he asked the security staff to send Zhao Fei back to the construction site.

When they left the village, before the guards could speak, Zhao Fei said, "I understand, I didn't hear anything, I didn't see anything, I didn't say anything."

The security staff nodded seriously.

Bai Hao did not return to the meeting room, and he was no longer needed for the following discussion.

He waited outside until the meeting was over.

Judging from the expressions on everyone's faces, it seemed that they had gotten the results they wanted.

at last……

I can finally have a vacation.

Bai Hao stood in the snow and stretched long.

The next day, Bai Hao woke up from the second floor of his office early in the morning. He glanced at the calendar. Today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow will be New Year's Eve.

Standing in front of the window, hundreds of people in front of the office building are busy.

Each group is cleaning the area in front of their own office building, snow, fallen leaves, dust.

The couplets written by the leader of each group are hung in front of their own office buildings.

Being able to have a good handwriting seems to be a characteristic of this era, and many people who are harmed by computers make their writing ugly.

Bai Hao changed his clothes, still the work clothes of Factory Nine, plus a thick green overcoat, then put on a dog fur hat, put on big-toed suede shoes, put his hands in his sleeves, left the office building and walked to the cafeteria.

I go!

In the cafeteria, there are ice pots and cold stoves, and there are large basins and wooden barrels everywhere, with noodles in them.

"Hey, factory manager, happy new year. No fire this morning, no cooking at noon, steamed buns, and only fire at night. There are bean buns and pastries over there. Let's deal with it."

Yes.

When I start cooking at home, I don’t cook on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and I have to make final preparations for the New Year.

The whole two bean bags, pad pad.

When he came out of the cafeteria, he happened to see Nangong Jin coming to eat.

Bai Hao asked: "Professor Nangong won't go home during the Chinese New Year."

After filling a basket of beanbags, Nangong Jin replied: "The original plan was to go home and go back with Zheng Ying. As a result, my family came to pick me up, and Zheng Ying's family also came to pick me up. They came, but they didn't go."

"What's wrong?"

"Installing the pot, when debugging, you can already access the discussion group of the beautiful country's university. They are studying how to improve the equipment for themselves. They were just helping each other. Last night, they got a little bit better and invited my teacher. After the campus security department reviewed the identity, I took out some of the technical documents you brought back, and then you understand."

Bai Hao asked, "Which technology?"

"48K channels."

Bai Hao understands, Jundian is an expert in communication research, and his professionalism in this direction is not ordinary.

Obviously, the two family members have recruited young men, and they are probably still busy now.

Nangong Jin's basket of bean bags was full, and he carried another bag of pastries.

It seems that there are quite a few people on her side.

Nangong Jin asked: "Xiaobai, do you want to try it? You can send emails now."

"I won't try it anymore, that thing is not new to me. In other words, I really want to have my own satellite."

Bai Hao just sighed.

His original intention was that Xia Guo has communication satellites that can access the global network.

After hearing this, Nangong Jin's expression became serious, and he replied after a few seconds: "This estimate is a bit difficult. In addition to the approval from above, it also needs a lot of money. Of course, money is not enough. At least [-] research institutes, and [-] Hundreds of units work together with the Ninth Factory to build a satellite and have a suitable rocket to launch smoothly."

Bai Hao was stunned when he heard that.

Seeing Nangong Jin's serious expression, Bai Hao said again: "Then, how about a hut for the sky?"

Nangong Jin really thought seriously: "Although I am not a professional in this field, I can tell you responsibly that those research institutes are estimated to cooperate with more than a thousand units, which is ten times harder than a whole satellite going to the sky. It’s more than that, in other words, I also think we have that one.”

After speaking, Nangong Jin left with the bean bag.

　Still the same as yesterday.

　　In one breath, more.

　　author,
　　Come on.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)