You choose a male best friend, why are you crying after I let you go?

After a trial run, Gu Zhe's algorithm fully meets Liu Yuan's requirements.

In addition, the code written by Gu Zhe is very concise, and there will be no abstract situation that only he can understand the code he wrote, and Liu Yuan will not have trouble maintaining it later.

"Mr. Liu, are you satisfied? I worked overtime these two days to make this."

Gu Zhe said with a smile on the phone, pushing Liu Yuan to the moral low point intentionally or unintentionally.

How could Liu Yuan not understand what Gu Zhe meant?

In the world of adults, all the chips and the hard work expressed are nothing more than wanting to hear the word "more money".

However, what Gu Zhe did has completely exceeded his expectations, making him overjoyed.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Gu. Please send me your bank card number, and I will transfer the remuneration to you tomorrow morning... no, I will transfer it to you overnight!"

"You have worked so hard, can I give you an additional remuneration of 5,000 yuan on top of the 15,000 yuan we agreed on? If there are any problems with the program in the future, I hope you can help maintain it."

Haha, he is quite an open-minded person.

Gu Zhe did not refuse and immediately sent his bank card number.

He is an expert and knows very well what value these epoch-making things he brought have in this era.

Sometimes, code is like an article.

Perhaps now it seems that comparing beauties to flowers is already a cliché.

But the first person who thought of comparing beauties to flowers is definitely a genius among geniuses.

The same is true for algorithms.

In later generations, the highly repetitive codes are still novelties in this era!

Not long after, Liu Yuan transferred 20,000 yuan.

At this time, Gu Zhe's account balance has reached more than 27,000.

Although more than 27,000 in 2014 is not a huge sum of money, it is enough to do a lot of things.

When Gu Zhe returned to the dormitory with his laptop, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

The snoring of his roommates came one after another. Gu Zhe stretched his stiff muscles and sighed helplessly.

After all, programmers are technical white-collar workers, but they earn hard-earned money.

In the previous life, he had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at a young age at the wedding. In fact, a large part of the reason was that he had been overworked.

This is not a long-term solution after all.

Do I have to make money in this way of working like a cow and a horse in my new life?

What's more, his relationship with Lin Nuoer has been a little subtle these days.

Spending too much energy on writing code is not a particularly wise choice.

You must really make something that changes the pattern of a certain industry.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhe once again turned on the computer and started typing.

This time, Gu Zhe did not write code, but wrote a business plan.

"About the optimization of the three-party takeaway order system for riders, merchants and customers".

In 2014, Jutuan was just an ordinary small group buying software, and its main marketing area was still in the movie ticket and performance ticket booking section.

Later, the takeaway content that brought huge profits to Jutuan was only operated as a small pilot.

At this time, the ordering and positioning system was also extremely imperfect. It often happened that after placing an order, the merchant was confused, the rider was dizzy, and the customer was dizzy from hunger.

This is a relatively large system, involving multiple branches and programs that need to work together.

When the sky in the east showed a fish belly white, Gu Zhe had only completed an outline.

"Huh... I've been working all night again."

Gu Zhe exhaled a breath of foul air and cursed: "Damn, no wonder those people make a lot of money. It's really not an easy thing to realize this thing."

At this time, Zhao Si and others got up from the bed in a daze, washed up, and curiously looked behind Gu Zhe.

"Hey, Brother Zhe, what is this thing of yours? Are you going to participate in any competition? Take me with you!"

Gu Zhe smiled and shook his head: "Zhao Si, a truly powerful project can still reflect its value even if it does not participate in those boring evaluations or make those exaggerated PPTs."

Zhao Si was a little confused: "Then why are you doing this thing?"

Gu Zhe said seriously: "I want to apply for a patent."

"Ah?"

Zhao Si was dumbfounded.

What's the matter?

We all live together under the same roof day and night, and we are still here worrying about the final exams every year, and you are preparing to apply for a patent?

Seeing that Gu Zhe seemed to have no intention of moving his butt from the seat, Zhao Si kindly reminded him."Brother Zhe, today is Mr. Chen's class on C language. He is not easy to deal with!"

Gu Zhe yawned and waved his hand: "No, I stayed up all night last night and I can't stand it anymore. Please help me find an excuse to fool around."

"Fooling around again? Brother Zhe, you haven't been to class these days!"

Zhao Si wanted to cry but had no tears. He was not the kind of person who could deal with people well. It was really difficult for him to make up a lie to cover up for Gu Zhe.

Gu Zhe has always held a pragmatic attitude towards learning.

Originally, coming to school is to learn knowledge.

Since that part of the knowledge has been mastered by myself, why waste that time?

Gu Zhe had already climbed onto the bed with his eyes closed.

"It's okay. If the teacher asks, just tell the truth."

"Tell the truth? Brother Zhe, are you sure?"

Zhao Si's heart was already beating.

This, doesn't feel good, right?

…

Chen Guangxue is a serious middle-aged professor.

In the eyes of many students, this teacher is very "difficult to deal with".

But Chen Guangxue's strictness is really for the better development of students in the future.

He knows that these students in the School of Computer Science will most likely work in this field in the future.

If you write one more line of code at school now, you may be able to write ten or even hundreds of lines less when you work in the future.

It's a pity that some students don't seem to understand his good intentions.

"Students, the teacher has made a small implementation of the data management system we talked about in the last class."

"Everyone can also intuitively feel how practical C language is as a programming language."

As he said, Chen Guangxue clicked on a file.

A line of big words immediately popped up on the multimedia.

Student automatic roll call sign-in system.

The students sitting below were stunned and sweated profusely.

Professor Chen... is really good at playing!

After a roll call, Chen Guangxue couldn't help but frowned.

"Student Gu Zhe, didn't come to class again?"

"Does anyone know what happened to him?"

After a moment of silence, seeing Chen Guangxue's expression getting uglier and uglier, Zhao Si raised his hand hesitantly to answer.

"Professor Chen, Gu Zhe..."

"He's busy applying for a patent."