Rebirth: I Want to Surf

A few days later, all four groups of people appeared.

The voice chat service is slowly on the right track, and the popularity it has driven is very considerable. A large number of local netizens flock to it because they have seen advertisements or listened to others.

After coming here, you must go to the public chat room to hang out. Many people don't want to come out when they go in. Although there are some voice chat rooms, but lack of operation, the administrator is just an administrator.

Yao Yuan made this, with topic guidance every day, and the administrator is more like a host. And targeted clearly, the main force of college students.

These people are prostitutes, and those who are willing to spend money will naturally appreciate the fun of private chats, as well as the many traps of the club.

The surge in the number of visits and members has increased the company's work pressure.

"ha!"

After get off work, Yao Yuan yawned and turned off the computer listlessly.

Every group of girls started working on the first day, and he accompanied them from the beginning to the end. In addition to the night shift rotation, he didn't sleep well recently. Because the night shift anchor is from six o'clock to two o'clock in the morning, at least one website editor must accompany him to deal with some problems at any time.

Now there are not enough people, everyone has to take turns.

"Wu Jun, are you working the night shift today?"

"Um!"

"What can be solved in the background will be solved immediately, and if you need technical personnel to deal with it, just call them, don't be embarrassed."

Knowing that they were also tired, Yao Yuan encouraged them, "If you work hard for a while, the night shift subsidy will not treat you badly. We are preparing to recruit people, and we will be able to stagger the rest at that time."

"

"Wu Jun and the others haven't joined the job for long."

"It's developing fast... Hey, you should pay attention to closing the windows at night. It's very windy these days."

Yao Yuan waved his hand and flashed away with his bag on his back.

In fact, based on his experience, he is not opposed to working overtime or taking on more work, as long as the money is in place. What's really disgusting is that I only talk about ideals with you, treat you like a mule, and don't give me money.

Now that I am my own boss, there is no psychological burden to ask employees to work more, and I have never been treated badly for money.

After leaving the building, I ate some food nearby and returned to Jinhuyuan Apartment.

When I came up, I bought a bottle of wine in the supermarket.

This is a hobby developed in the previous life. A middle-aged man with a little spare money always likes to tinker with things. Yao Yuan also plays beads and fishes, but at the same time collects wine, plays with drones, plays with incense seals and so on.

Likes are quite broad.

This wine is okay, Changyu Cabernet. He put it in a newly bought small wine cabinet when he got home. Now there are more and more things in the house, and the company's revenue is getting stronger and stronger.

He is ready to buy a house.

After washing and rinsing, it was completely dark, so I turned on the computer and continued surfing.

Log in to the club and enter the "university life" in the public chat room. There are more than 800 people online, and it is as lively as ever.

As soon as his account was uploaded, the chat room became excited:

"Brother Umbrella is here!"

"Escort! Where is Zhang Long, Zhao Hu Dynasty, and Ma Han?"

"Brother Umbrella, do you have any new jokes today? I can't sleep at night if I don't hear your jokes every day!"

Yao Yuan took over the authority of the administrator, turned on the microphone, and asked, "Good evening everyone, who is playing at home today?"

"The grandsons of Fa University!"

"Everyone is not a good person, and gave us two hours to learn the law."

Yao Yuan took a look, and sure enough, in the member list on the right, they all started with "China University of Political Science and Law". Now this format of school name + screen name has been accepted by most netizens.

They provoke each other here every day, yin and yang are strange, and they make friends and courtship by the way.

Then I don't know who started it, and started to use the school as the team to form a group to grab wheat. Which school grabbed the most, which school was the home field.

"A law student? Those who study law are not easy to mess with." Yao Yuan laughed.

"Hey, Brother San has some tricks today, let's go ahead." A netizen from Falun Dafa said.

"Well……"

Yao Yuan touched his nose, Luo Xiang will be studying as a graduate student at the University of France right now?

He coughed twice, and said: "I just heard about a case, if I don't know anything, I will go into it, please explain it to me."

"Say ~ Zhang San dragged a girl into the grove, ready to rape, at this moment, you suddenly appeared and asked 'Can I join?'

Zhang San readily agreed.

So you raped Zhang San.

Ask, what crime have you committed? "

"Hahaha! Brother Umbrella is worthy of being Brother Umbrella!"

"Is this a question that people can think of?"

"Brother Umbrella, don't do this. My surname is Zhang and my nickname is San'er."

The chat room was full of joy, and those from Falun Dafa said "Damn!"

But it happened to be a case worthy of study, so he analyzed it seriously, and Yao Yuan stayed with everyone for a while, and then he concealed his merits and fame.

Leaving the chat room, and ran to the personal homepage.

This makes me very worried. The newly added "web log" function is not used by anyone. In other words, netizens in this era don't know what this thing can do.

"..."

Yao Yuan opened the notepad and looked at the bits and pieces he had recorded.

In the second half of this year, Blog will come out. A guy named Fang Xingdong Zhang Luo, he gave Blog a translated name with Chinese characteristics: Blog.

The blog was not popular at all at first, but thanks to a female Bodhisattva named "Mu Zimei", the blog became popular.

Let's not mention these for now, let's just say that Yao Yuan looked at his plan, and there was one item in it: blog - social networking site - Weibo - WeChat.

well!

Does anyone know that he worked so hard to get this club, is it just a prerequisite for this item?

It looks like a mess now, but it will be integrated in the future.

Yao Yuan drew a circle on the "blog" and closed the notebook. No matter who and what, no matter what great significance is assigned to the blog, it will not change its essence.

It's just a weblog.

"It needs to be cultivated! This is not good in the barbaric era. Everything needs to be cultivated."

Yao Yuan shrugged, resting his chin in one hand, surfing the Internet, and suddenly came across a news item on Sohu:

"I believe that many people will never forget that in the spring of 2000, the capital was hit by a total of 12 sandstorms... The instantaneous wind force in some areas reached magnitude 8 to 9, and the billowing yellow sand enveloped the entire capital within a few hours..."

"The sandstorm weather in the capital city has been recorded as early as in the "Yuan Shi"...Since the beginning of the new century, the study of sandstorms has become a focus of academic circles. One of the most controversial issues is where is the source of the sandstorm in the capital city..."

"Experts said that it is now the end of March, and it is the season of high dust weather in Beijing, reminding citizens to pay attention to weather changes..."

Yao Yuan went to check the windows before finishing the work.

As someone who has spent his whole life in the capital in his previous life, he is too familiar with the capital city.

Especially in spring and winter, the wind is strong in spring, dusty, and white hairs (poplar catkins) are floating all over the streets; in winter, it is dry, smoggy, and dirty from the sky to the ground.

It has been treated, but it has not been cured after 20 years. This thing is difficult to get.

Around 9 o'clock, Yao Yuan couldn't hold on any longer and decided to go to bed early.

Take off the leftover underwear, wear a big vest, 22-year-old body, 42-year-old temperament, before going to bed, you have to pee, stand in front of the toilet, swing the big pendulum, wow!

Maybe this section didn't rest well, it was yellowish, and it wasn't smooth.

"..."

Yao Yuan trembled, just like writing a good joke, but it turned out to be the same as this chapter, depressed~

(No more... It is said that it will be restored tomorrow.)