The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

Two days later, Liang Zhixiang handed over the carefully written copy to Li Yuan, most of which was expressed by Li Yuan that day.

Only the last item made Li Yuan a little confused.

"Old Liang, what's going on?"

"Are you talking about the delay in distribution?"

Li Yuan nodded.

"Hey, I was worried about this, so I called Mr. Yuan. He said that it is not suitable to implement such a radical incentive system in Beijing recently.

He suggested that I do it quietly and not reward ordinary employees for the time being.

The rewards for core employees should not be handed out, but should be put into the union's fund pool as investments.

He said that it is estimated that the situation will become clear within one or two years, and then the accumulated incentives will be cashed out.

I think what Mr. Yuan said is reasonable, so I changed the distribution method without authorization."

He looked at Li Yuan pretending to be worried, which only made Li Yuan dumbfounded.

"You are also a bad learner. Okay, since Mr. Yuan said so, let's do it."

Li Yuan was secretly vigilant. He had had many confrontations with various parties recently, which made him feel proud.

When doing things, do it completely spontaneously.

This is in line with the essence of Tai Chi, but in troubled times, how can one be alone.

No matter when, go with the flow. Sailing against the current requires more effort, and there is a possibility that the boat will capsize and people will be killed.

As powerful as Sun Wukong, he is often helpless in the face of all kinds of monsters on the way to seek scriptures, and has to go to heaven to bring in reinforcements.

Is it true that he can't defeat those little Karami?

No, these monsters are just domestic animals or doormen of the gods in the sky. Sun Wukong is not even afraid of gods, he is afraid of these monsters.

Years of suppression have made him realize that if he kills everyone, there will be many difficulties in the future.

If it was just him, he wouldn't be afraid, but now that Lao Sun has a bond, he can't do things unscrupulously.

Even so, in the game between the real and fake Sun Wukong, the one who accompanies Tang Seng in the end may not necessarily be Lao Sun himself.

I don’t know whether it was the six-eared macaque or the rebellious Sun Wukong who finally became a Buddha.

The Jade Emperor probably doesn’t like his grandson to become a Buddha.

We're returning to the Metaverse Laboratory.

A "dividend" plan keeps everyone motivated. Without Li Yuan's supervision, everyone consciously works overtime to catch up with the progress.

Seeing their crazy look, Li Yuan had to stop them and asked Liang Zhixiang to pay attention to everyone's work-rest balance.

Some of the ones that are too crazy are forced to take a vacation.

After solving the problem of "dividend distribution" in the laboratory, Li Yuan was finally free.

To say that it is leisurely means that compared to the past, I am still less able to fly to Nanshan.

Now, he is hiding in his personal laboratory again, tinkering with the higher version of the CPU that he has been talking about.

However, with the current level of technology, the main frequency of the CPU is 600MHz, which is the limit. No matter how high it is, it is uneconomical and heat dissipation is also a big problem.

Before National Day, Li Yuan received two pieces of good news.

One is the civilian cloud series computer Y821, which has been officially put into production. As soon as it was launched, it attracted worldwide attention.

The Y5000, which sells for only 821 yuan, directly beats all computers of the same type.

The Metaverse Laboratory was known to the whole world for the first time.

There are doubters and there are dissenters.

At the IBM headquarters in Armonk, a group of managers and engineers marveled at a very modern computer.

“My God, Eastern people actually have such profound artistic accomplishments. Look at this appearance, it’s so sexy.

This chassis with black as the main color and silver ribbon is a perfect match.

I like Y821".

A female manager who was dressed extremely professionally exclaimed loudly, completely ignoring the unkind eyes of the people around her.

"Okay, don't look at Ms. Jenny like this, she is right, just from the appearance, this is an excellent personal computer.

George, how's the performance? "The speaker was an old man with a white beard. Judging from his style, he must be of high status.

"Mr. President, their performance is a little better than ours, but their storage space is much larger than ours!"

"How much is it?", the old man said calmly.

"Our storage space is 1Mb, theirs is 16MB, we are small B, they are big B".

Everyone around him took a breath.

In addition to the core CPU, the most expensive and most difficult thing to design in a computer is the memory.

The maximum memory supported by IBM computers is 1M address space.

Of this 1M memory, only 640K is reserved for application use. They are called conventional memory or basic memory.

The other 384K is called high-end memory and is reserved for video display and BIOS.

"My God, what are they doing with that much memory? It's a complete waste," exclaimed a middle-aged engineer who was highly myopic.

In 1982, 640K of memory was more than enough for a microcomputer, and people even thought that 640K of memory could be used for anything.

The man named George did not explain, but opened Y821.

When a simple black and white desktop appeared in front of them, everyone was stunned.

Even George, who had seen it countless times, was fascinated by it.

Almost all the people here understand technology, and even managers have technical backgrounds.

They are unusually sensitive to new technologies.

Seeing the Y821 window-style operating system, they knew that their computer was finished, and they also knew why the other party's storage space was 16MB.

"Mr. President, it's too scary. We must take action and find a way to snatch their technicians away.

This backward and ignorant old big country does not deserve to possess such technology, only the noble Americans deserve to possess it."

Ms. Jenny, who looked infatuated just now, broke away from her previous fantasy after hearing this and shouted loudly.

She originally thought it was just a flashy appearance, and the core should be much worse.

The compliment just now was like an insignificant compliment given by a noble when he saw a good-looking girl.

But when she knew that Y821 was stronger and more "noble" on the inside, making them look like local dogs, she immediately broke through her defenses.

Others feel sad in their hearts, and they all share the same hatred.

In their minds, a backward and ignorant ancient big country is a good big country, otherwise they will strangle it to death.

"Jenny, you are right, I will go see the director right now."

The old man with the white beard showed no signs of panic and calmly arranged for the engineers to continue studying Y821. However, he turned around and left the laboratory.

He has not experienced this kind of thing once or twice, and he has been able to solve it perfectly every time.

In front of the powerful America, the flashes of all despicable peoples will become the decorations of the Statue of Liberty.

The old man with a white beard straightened his clothes, took out a limited edition rhino horn comb, and carefully combed his beard a few times.

Confidently say to the driver, "Let's go."

Watching the car disappear, the men standing at the door were all envious.

"The CEO is so awesome, you don't even need to make an appointment to see the Secretary General!"

The middle-aged engineer sighed loudly and sincerely, and others also saw light in their eyes.

This is the style a company president should have. Those annual donations are not just for wasting money, but to reflect his value at critical moments.