Hello 1983

The mouths of the cannibals are soft, and everyone gives their ideas in a hurry. Some say to lower the price, and some say to sell with prizes. Anyway, they are very hard-working. As for whether it will be effective, they can't guarantee it.

"Xiao Liu, you are studying economics, give me an idea."

Sister Li also felt that those ideas were unreliable, and seeing Liu Qingshan smiling all the time without saying a word, she approached him directly.

Liu Qingshan picked up the canned bottle of water from his desk, took a sip slowly, and said:

"It's not impossible, just work on the bottle."

"Isn't all cans dripping like this, what else can I do?" The middle-aged man asked suspiciously.

At that time, the canning bottles did not have as many styles as later generations. They were basically of uniform specifications, relatively short, but with relatively large stomachs, and those with small hands had to be held in both hands.

The bottle cap on the top was not rotated as it was later, but was crushed to death the whole circle.

When eating, you have to use a screwdriver to pry up the surrounding area, which is quite laborious.

Colleagues around me were also a little confused: Yes, aren’t all cans and bottles like this?

Liu Qingshan gently shook the canned water bottle in his hand: "Thanks to the canned bottle Sister Li gave me, it inspired me."

"If the canning bottle is designed in the shape of a glass water cup, it will be thinner and taller than it is now."

"After eating the cans like this, the bottles are okay..."

Before Liu Qingshan finished speaking, Sister Li slapped her thigh vigorously: "Wonderful, you can eat canned food and get a drinking cup after eating, killing two birds with one stone!"

The others also understood, and nodded along, praising the young man for his quick mind.

"This can become a typical case in the Department of Economics. The cost has basically not increased, but the added value of the product has greatly increased. Good idea, good idea!"

Suddenly someone interrupted, and everyone saw that it was two big men from the School of Economics, Dean Hu and Vice Dean Zhou, who came hand in hand.

Everyone hurriedly greeted each other, and Dean Hu patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder with a smile: "I didn't embarrass our college."

Obviously, these two bigwigs came here to give Liu Qingshan a platform: This is someone from our School of Economics, everyone should show some face.

It's an old office, and of course everyone knew the intention, so they praised it one after another.

Some said that Liu Qingshan was diligent, and some praised little Liu's cleverness.

Dean Hu also nodded again and again: "Qingshan, it is the most rare thing to apply what you have learned. You have done a good job, very good."

"It's all taught by the professors of our college." It made Liu Qingshan a little ashamed, but he could also feel the love and care for him from Dean Hu and Vice Dean Zhou, and his heart was still warm.

After the two bosses left in satisfaction, the middle-aged salesman came up to Liu Qingshan, grabbed his hands, and shook them vigorously:

"Oh, little comrade, thank you so much. It's good to be educated. How did you come up with such a good idea?"

"Your idea is really a golden idea. Don't worry, our factory will package the canned food here in the future, and send it back once a month."

Although he is not very educated, he can tell that this idea will definitely save their cannery.

When the other colleagues heard it, they all smiled and ate canned food for free, of course they were happy.

Liu Qingshan explained to him in detail, especially that the bottle mouth needs to be redesigned to become that kind of spiral shape, which can be rotated, otherwise, the water cup has no lid, which is inconvenient.

After the middle-aged salesman left thankfully, Liu Qingshan sat back in his seat and continued to write.

Colleagues were still whispering about what happened just now, each with a little excitement.

Liu Qingshan was so focused on writing that he didn't notice that the office suddenly became quiet.

Those colleagues who were originally sitting behind their desks had already stood up, and they wanted to greet the old man who came in.

The old man smiled and waved his hands, then motioned them to do their own work.

But the old man slowly walked behind Liu Qingshan, took out the mirror from his pocket, stood beside Liu Qingshan, and watched what he wrote on the manuscript paper.

Liu Qingshan didn't notice it at all, and wrote for a while, then reached out to grab the canned water glass next to it.

At this time, he realized that there was an old man beside him at some point.

"Principal Ding!" Liu Qingshan stood up when he saw who was coming.

The person who came was the principal of Peking University. He happened to be over sixty years old. Most of his hair had turned silvery white, and his eyebrows looked particularly thick.

"Principal Ding, sit down." Liu Qingshan suddenly felt a heat in his heart, and his eyes were a little sore.

He knew that Principal Ding would definitely not appear here for no reason, and his purpose might be the same as that of President Hu and the others.

Such an elder, why doesn't his heart stir?

"Qingshan, the first day of work, are you still used to it?"

Principal Ding sat on Liu Qingshan's chair, put his hands and fingers on the table, and looked at Liu Qingshan sincerely.

Liu Qingshan nodded vigorously, his voice choked with sobs: "Principal Ding, I'm fine now."

"Sit down, comrades sit too." Headmaster Ding waved his hands, and everyone sat down. Just now, when the headmaster was standing, they all stood by him for a long time.

Sister Li also moved the empty chair to Liu Qingshan.

At this moment, the shock in the hearts of these colleagues in the room almost broke through the sky.

They didn't know who this new Comrade Xiao Liu was. He recruited the principal on his first day of employment.

Everyone tried their best to put on a posture of busying themselves with their work, but their ears were all pricked up.

Principal Ding pointed to the manuscript paper in front of Liu Qingshan: "What is the email address you wrote on it, I don't understand, can you explain it to me?"

Liu Qingshan nodded vigorously. This is the character of the older generation of scholars. If you don't understand something, you will never pretend to understand it.

The other colleagues were also stunned when they heard it. They all knew the mailbox, and no one had sent a letter yet, but what did the email address mean?

Liu Qingshan thought for a moment, then explained what an e-mail is in simple and easy-to-understand language.

"Oh, it looks very convenient. It's similar to sending a letter, but the transmission speed is very fast. No wonder it's called an e-mail."

Principal Ding was also quite interested. He first said a few words of appreciation, and then suddenly asked: "Qingshan, then you said that our Beijing University, can we have this e-mail?"

Chapter 671 You Can Call Me Teacher Liu

In China, the first official email was sent in 1987.

At that time, it took a lot of effort, but when the scheduled time came, a malfunction occurred. After the troubleshooting and smooth delivery, it was already a week later.

This email titled "Crossing the Great Wall and Going to the World" officially opened the prelude to China's use of the Internet.

In fact, at this time, in the United States, e-mail is already in the ascendant and has become a craze.

Liu Qingshan also carried out the layout of the Internet in the United States, and Jiang Renyi and his team were in charge.

They first acquired a small company and changed their name to Longteng Technology. The latest big move is to launch a free e-mail.

That's right, in the United States at that time, e-mail was generally charged.

Liu Qingshan had nothing to do today, so he wrote Jiang Renyi a proposal for a free email address, but Principal Ding just happened to show it to him.

Hearing Principal Ding's question, Liu Qingshan thought for a while, then nodded: "Principal, if we do it alone, the cost may be too high for us to afford."

"However, I heard that the Bureau of Higher Education seems to have this project to implement e-mail in universities. You might as well send someone to consult it."

In fact, at the end of this year, with the support of the above, Huaqing established a campus network e-mail.

"Okay." Principal Ding stood up. He was about to retire this year. Before he retired, he wanted to do more for the school.

Liu Qingshan also stood up: "Principal, computers and the Internet are the major trends in future development, and will even change the world, so the sooner you start, the better."

"Then write me a development plan."

Principal Ding lightly patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder twice, then waved to other colleagues without saying much, and walked out of the library office.

At the age of 60, his steps are still vigorous and his waist is still straight.

"Principal, please go slowly." Everyone walked to the door together. Principal Ding waved his hand to signal them to go back, and then walked up the corridor of the campus alone.

Liu Qingshan watched the venerable old man go away, then returned to his desk, calmed down, and continued to write at the desk.

There is nothing wrong with turning one proposal into two.

It's just that the perspectives of the two are different, and the content is quite different.

But the other colleagues in the office were not at peace. They really felt that this new colleague Xiao Liu was highly valued by the school.

But he was assigned to such an idle job in the library, I really don't understand.

But no matter what, we still need to build a good relationship with Comrade Xiao Liu. Everyone realizes that the potential dragon lies in the abyss, and there will be a time when the dragon will rise to the nine heavens.

In the classroom, Xu Changsheng silently packed his books, and then went to the cafeteria. There was no class in the afternoon, so he was going to the library.

As for the eldest, zhang qingyang and the second, wei bing, they ran to the company after a class.

Xu Changsheng ordered a vegetarian dish, a bowl of soup, and five steamed buns. He was wearing big glasses and sat there ready to eat.

On the table in front of him, there were suddenly two more dishes, one was elbow and the other was braised chicken nuggets.

Xu Changsheng raised his eyes and looked up, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Qingshan!"

Liu Qingshan didn't go to the faculty cafeteria at noon, but went to the student cafeteria, wanting to get together with the three brothers in the dormitory, but only saw Xu Changsheng.

"Third brother, you don't have any meat at all?" Liu Qingshan sat down next to Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng smiled shyly: "It's not bad now, I can eat enough for every meal."

He thought for a while, then blinked at Liu Qingshan: "And you can enjoy a free meat subsidy every week."

The corners of Liu Qingshan's mouth also turned up. He admired people like Xu Changsheng, who were hardworking and self-disciplined.

It stands to reason that with the company's dividends, Xu Changsheng would be fine.

The two brothers chatted while eating. Xu Changsheng mentioned that he wanted to study abroad. In fact, he saved money for this.

He stuffed the last half of the steamed bun into his mouth, and then drank the free soup: "Qingshan, when this semester is over, I plan to quit the company under the big tree."

Liu Qingshan was a little surprised: "Third brother, why?"

Xu Changsheng smiled shyly: "I can't help with the company either."

Liu Qingshan understood a little bit, he stretched out his hand to pat Xu Changsheng's arm: "The future will be long, maybe your role will be even greater in the future."

"There is also the matter of studying abroad. I will try my best to help you arrange it."

After lunch, the two brothers strolled to the library together, Xu Changsheng went to the reading room, and Liu Qingshan returned to the office to continue writing the proposal.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the day's work was officially over, Liu Qingshan felt okay, and his days were quite fulfilling.

He tidied up the things on his desk, picked up his bag, and was about to go home when he heard the phone ringing in his bag.

This strange sound also caused those colleagues who were about to get off work to look around, looking for the source of the sound.

Then they saw that the new colleague Xiao Liu took out a big guy from his bag and put it next to his ear.

Big Brother!

This word came to everyone's mind. People from small places may not know this thing, but this is the capital after all, and you can still see some big bosses using this thing occasionally.

What they didn't expect was that this newcomer, Xiao Liu, was also a user of Big Brother. I heard that this thing is very expensive.

Liu Qingshan connected the phone, but the signal inside was very bad, it was piercing, and he couldn't hear clearly at all.

He could only walk quickly outside the building and say hello twice, but it still didn't work.

He could only walk around, looking for a suitable receiving location, which made those colleagues envious: as expected of a mobile phone, he had to move to answer it.

Unknowingly, Liu Qingshan also raised his voice, it was really because the voice was too low to hear clearly.

Now he finally understands why the group of people who used the mobile phone in the first place made their voices so loud when they answered and called.

He originally thought that rich people had thick waists and confidence, and they deliberately showed off with big brothers.

After working for a long time, Liu Qingshan hung up the phone, but there were two beeps, and the phone was completely dead.

Liu Qingshan was so angry that he really wanted to throw this thing on the ground: he couldn't even send a message, and the battery life was terrible.

No, we have to make our own mobile phones.

Liu Qingshan secretly made up his mind.

"Xiao Liu, are you the big brother?" Sister Li leaned forward, eagerly looking at the mobile phone in Liu Qingshan's hand.

Liu Qingshan stuffed the phone into his bag: "Oh, my friend lent it to me, and his company sometimes asks me to help with ideas."

"You still have the ability, Xiao Liu." Sister Li gave a compliment.

"Sister Li, I'll see you tomorrow." Liu Qingshan waved his hands and rode on his own two-eighth pole.