Technology overlord starts with baby

Although I know that the laptop I cherished for three or four years is an assembled product.

But when Li Xuanyu heard that it could not be repaired, he still felt a little regretful.

"Then please help me to check whether the mechanical hard disk of the computer is still good. The information in the computer is very important to me."

Dong Qianli nodded in response, "Okay!"

He is 90% sure that the mechanical hard drive is still good and can read data normally.

And this computer is not a fruit, so don't worry about whether the chip is burned.

As far as Guozi's computer is concerned, whether it is safe or not, if the chip is damaged, even if the disk is good, there is no way to read it.

After several operations, Dong Qianli successfully removed the mechanical hard drive.

Pull out the data cable from the drawer and test it.

As he expected, the mechanical hard drive was fine.

"New computer, I'll help you transfer data."

This mechanical hard drive is not a good thing either, it took an hour to transfer the data.

Li Xuanyu returned to the office with the new computer and the corpse of the old laptop.

A colleague asked curiously:

"What's wrong with you?"

"Forget it, the computer is smoking."

At noon, when Mo Jingchun came home, he smelt the fragrance as soon as he entered the courtyard.

A master is a master, and the dishes cooked by him are more fragrant than those cooked by him.

In the restaurant, the little guy was holding a spoon in his mouth, resting his chin with both hands, and staring at the door with blank eyes.

"Sister, why hasn't brother come back yet?"

Zhou Yaling touched her belly and said helplessly:

"Why don't we both eat first, I'm hungry too."

Now Zhou Yaling is not only hungry, but also very tired.

The work of raising a baby is really not ordinary tiring.

Compared with bringing a baby, Zhou Yaling thinks it is better to go to class and go to work.

At least, going to work and class is just tiring.

The little guy rubbed his belly and pouted.

"Let's wait for brother."

Hearing this, Zhou Yaling gave the little guy a blank look.

Brother really didn't hurt you in vain, his stomach was growling with hunger, and he wanted to wait for his brother to come back together before eating.

The little guy tugged on the sleeves of his down jacket, revealing the smart watch he was wearing.

"Zero, where is brother?"

Zhou Yaling looked at the little guy shouting zero. Although it had been so long, she was still very curious about the artificial mental retardation that the old man said.

Why does my brother often say that zero is artificially retarded?

After observing for such a long time, she thinks that Zero is very smart!

Compared with those artificial intelligences on the market, I don't know how much smarter they are.

"It's the door."

Both the little guy and Zhou Yaling subconsciously looked towards the door.

The next second, "I'm back."

Hear his voice before seeing him.

As soon as Mo Jingchun entered, he looked towards the dining room.

"Hey, is the food ready?"

Zhou Yaling looked at her brother with resentment, and said:

"If you don't come back, we're both going to starve to death."

Mo Jingchun said with a smile while changing his shoes:

"Why don't you eat first if you're hungry."

"Just leave me a bite."

Hearing this, Zhou Yaling said with a jealous and sour face:

"Your baby must wait for you to come back before eating."

"Obviously I made the rice."

After listening to Zhou Yaling's words, the smile on Mo Jingchun's face became wider.

The little guy also laughed out loud.

Mo Jingchun gently scratched the little guy's nose, and said with a smile:

"Eat quickly, don't starve your stomach."

"Hmm~" The little guy nodded vigorously.

Zhou Yaling pouted at the side, she was also starving, why didn't she hear a word of concern.

Sure enough, the feeling is still weak.

Find a chance in the future, or bury it.

"Brother, Guo'er wants to eat steamed eggs with minced meat made by my sister."

"Okay~"

The little guy is more conscientious, and knows that his sister cooks the food.

In the cafeteria of the Candy Science and Technology Park, the big guys who were eating were basically talking about the same topic.

I don't know who started to spread it, the company established a charity organization.

At the beginning, it was not known whether it was true or false, but in the morning, it was confirmed.

The people in the president's office have transferred some personnel from several departments to join the company's charity organization.

It is said that there are two finances alone.

"You said, what does the company set up a charity organization for?"

"Why else, it's nothing more than fame and tax cuts and exemptions."

Companies can pay part of their income as taxes to the state, and secondly as social donations to charity.

In this way, instead of paying taxes to the country and letting them decide how to spend the money, it is better for individuals and enterprises to use part of their income as social feedback and directly use it for public welfare or welfare undertakings.

In this way, the public welfare brand is shaped, and the characteristic brand of the enterprise increases the public welfare value, enhances the affinity, attracts consumers, and enables the enterprise to increase more popularity and social influence, and at the same time gain a good reputation.

"You are all wrong."

"I heard from my buddy that the boss directly allocated 100 million yuan to the newly established charity foundation. And the company's various taxes will be paid normally."

"Really or not? Then why did the boss set up the charitable foundation?"

"Who knows, we didn't stand at that height, so naturally we couldn't figure out what the senior leaders were thinking."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Hana, who finally walked out of the poverty-stricken mountains, kept thinking while eating.

After a long time, Hana smiled, her eyes filled with light.

Quickly finish the meal on the plate, clean, and there is no waste at all.

Hana didn't go to the dormitory for a nap as usual, but went straight back to the office.

Sitting in front of the computer, Hana took a deep breath, opened OA and started writing emails.

After Mo Jingchun, who slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, was woken up by Zero, he subconsciously touched the other side of the bed.

The next second, he patted his forehead.

"Damn, Guo'er and Zhou Yaling are upstairs, how could I have forgotten."

Picking up the phone and looking at it, I fell asleep, and there was a bunch of messages in the message center.

Um?

Mo Jingchun frowned.

Who is this person and how to email him on OA.

It can't be that there is a problem with the person in the management, and the report letter written by the employees below, right?

"Hello, dear leader."

"I'm an inconspicuous little employee in the company.

After learning that you have set up a charitable foundation, I want to fight for my hometown and those children who are eager for knowledge.

…………

I'm sorry to bother you, but I, who have made it all the way to this day, still want to fight for those younger brothers and sisters!

Your staff: Hana"

After reading the entire email, Mo Jingchun muttered to himself:

"Yi people."

That place is notoriously poor.

In addition to the reasons of geographical location and transportation, the more important thing is the lack of education and concepts.

If there is no policy, a group of children in that place may not be able to complete high school.

"It's New Year's Eve!"

Mo Jingchun smiled, "Then... go for it."

"But before that, you have to have a good understanding of this land."