big communicator

Chapter 12 Display?host?

There are no good rewards for going to work in a new company. Just after 6 p.m., Jin Shan and others started to pack their backpacks and clock out after work all day. Qin Xiaoyu looked at An Wenming who was still busy in front of the computer. After thinking about it, he decided to wait wait.

New employees are basically in this state when they first join the company. They are the ones who have nothing to do, but they are always embarrassed to leave first.

After the colleagues around him had almost left, Qin Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, ready to browse the news.

He has no hobbies. Apart from swiping the homepage of the browser and staring blankly every day, his life has always been boring. Even the LOL that he told Zhang Shuqiang at noon has not been opened for several months.

Open the browser and flip through it casually, one after another news headlines with full of selling points are scrambling to appear

"Inspirational life: Believe in yourself, you can break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly"

"Understand these few words before the age of 30, you will benefit endlessly"

"The 28-year-old guy started from scratch and made millions every year"

"All the pain today is due to your lack of hard work in the past"

"The Curse of Mediocrity: I'm Almost 30, and I've Done Nothing"

"Shocking, 99.99% of people don't know the secret to getting rich"

"Thinking at the Top: Stories of the Poor and the Rich"

Seeing more and more similar hot articles, Qin Xiaoyu gradually lost interest in scrolling down. Ever since he accidentally clicked on a chicken soup article with a claim of 80 reposts, his mobile browser has been captured, forever There's no shortage of shocks, and there's never a shortage of instruction, as if you couldn't live your life without reading these articles.

In this so-called era of big data, what exactly is data?
"What are you looking at?"

When An Wenming stretched his waist and turned around from behind, Qin Xiaoyu had already started editing his hobbies on the browser. Although chicken soup is good, drinking too much will make people feel tired and panic.

"It's okay, just watch the news."

After clearing all the browser tabs, Qin Xiaoyu stood up from the seat with his mobile phone. It was almost 7 o'clock in the evening, and an hour had already passed before he knew it.

"How do you feel today?" An Wenming took off his glasses and squeezed his eyes. His eyes were a little red from staring at the computer for a long time.

"It's okay." Qin Xiaoyu smiled at An Wenming. At the end of the day, he was basically in a state of mind wandering. If he had to say something dissatisfied, it might be because he had too much free time.

"Let's have dinner together later." An Wenming is still very satisfied with Qin Xiaoyu, a young man who is gentle and gentle. Although he is not very old, his demeanor reveals a kind of calmness, unlike the few interviewed before. , The one who looks frizzy doesn't speak, but the one who speaks is more annoying than the other.

"it is good."

"Wait for me to get off, I still have some things to deal with, you can sit down later."

Facts have proved that An Wenming's words are not deceiving, and this matter has been dealt with one more point. When it is dark outside, An Wenming still has no intention of getting up and ending.

After answering his mother's WeChat again, Qin Xiaoyu stared at the night scene outside with his mobile phone in a daze. In this situation, he could only wait patiently. The dinner he promised would be finished by 12 o'clock. Work The men in it are really scary.

"Hi there, is this IT?"

Qin Xiaoyu was thinking about following this trend, whether he could go directly to eat supper, when he saw a short-haired girl walking over holding her mobile phone and looking around.

"It's IT, what's the matter?"

After a day of observation and study, Qin Xiaoyu still has some understanding of the work of their department. Although their work is mainly based on online processes, there will always be some employees who choose to directly contact the department because of urgent or lazy issues. Come to the door, for this kind of situation, it is usually to help solve it first, and then let them make up a process.

"My host suddenly turned off, can you help me check it?"

"Yes, where is it?" Qin Xiaoyu agreed without much thought. Although it was his first day at work, he still had some confidence. If you can't solve it, you can wait for An Wenming to get it back and ask when he is not busy. Anyway, there is no other manpower in the department that can be called, and he will be there when it is time.

"On the east side of the fifth floor."

"Come on, take me up."

"Your department is really hard to find." On the way to take Qin Xiaoyu to her place, the short-haired girl opened the door and said with a smile, "I asked a few colleagues, and they all said that you are on the west side of the fourth floor. It took a lot of searching to find your contact number, but luckily you haven’t left work yet.”

Unlike other departments that have morning and evening shifts, the project team where Qin Xiaoyu works is very punctual, from nine to six. In An Wenming's words, except for the few major inspections every year, during normal hours, there is basically no The phenomenon of procrastination, unless you don't want to go, like today.

"I'll get used to it a few more times." Qin Xiaoyu said with a smile. Their group shares an office area with other departments. If you don't know the exact location, it's really hard to find it. Today, I have seen many girls with short hair. The user who came over.

"Do you usually leave work so late?" the short-haired girl asked.

"No, today was an accident." Qin Xiaoyu replied.

"Then I'm lucky today." The short-haired girl said.

After arriving at the girl with short hair, Qin Xiaoyu saw the lighted power button on the table at a glance, and was a little puzzled in his heart, "Isn't your host already on?"

"It's not this." Hearing Qin Xiaoyu's words, the short-haired girl hurriedly pointed to the monitor next to her, "I'm talking about the console not turning on."

"You call this the host?" After hearing what the short-haired girl said, Qin Xiaoyu was even more confused.

"Yeah, isn't it?" The short-haired girl was also a little dizzy when Qin Xiaoyu asked her.

"Then what do you call this?" Qin Xiaoyu pointed at the real host next to him and asked the short-haired girl.

"Computer!"

After reinserting the monitor's power plug into the wiring board, Qin Xiaoyu said to the short-haired girl earnestly; "It's nothing serious, but for some reason, the monitor's power went off."

"I thought the console was broken." The short-haired girl laughed.

"Uh, the mainframe is not that easy to break." Qin Xiaoyu was still a little tangled, "I have nothing else to do, so I'll go down first."

"okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Successfully gained Zhang Mengmeng's favor, points +5"

Listening to the familiar prompt sound in his mind, Qin Xiaoyu's expression at this time was only happy, oh my god, these points are too easy to earn.

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone)
(End of this chapter)