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After finishing today's study, Han Yang sorted out the problems he encountered today that could not be solved by himself alone, wrote an email and sent it directly to Professor Zhang Dong. ♦♕

Professor Zhang Dong is the relatively reliable expert that Han Yang found on the Q\u0026A website. After communicating several times on the Q\u0026A website in the early stage, the two reached an agreement and began to contact each other privately. This was considered as getting rid of the middleman and no longer letting the middleman make the difference.

Every day, Han Yang would sort out problems that he could not solve and send them to him, and Professor Zhang Dong would reply after a period of research and thinking.

In return, Han Yang needs to pay Professor Zhang Dong an average of between 10,000 and 30,000 yuan per month, which means Han Yang has found a part-time scientific consultant.

I thought that Professor Zhang Dong would not reply until tomorrow at the earliest, but I didn’t expect that Professor Zhang Dong’s phone call came right after I sent the email.

"Xiao Han, this question is too technical and complicated, isn't it? Even I have to think hard for four or five days before I dare to answer it, and it may not be guaranteed to be correct."

Professor Zhang Dong's words were full of helplessness: "I just work a part-time job to earn some pocket money on the Q\u0026A website to support my family. You are making me lose energy in teaching during the day."

Han Yang felt secretly ashamed.

He raised the questions. Of course he knew the weight of these questions.

"Forget it, you can't just catch one person picking up wool. During this time, I spent so little money and asked Professor Zhang to answer so many questions. I have already made enough."

After thinking about it secretly, Han Yang smiled and said: "How about this, Professor Zhang, I will give you 50,000 yuan a month, how about you set up a team of consultants for me? It is up to you to decide who to find and how much to give. , as long as you can answer my questions. If there are more people, you can feel more relaxed."

Opposite the microphone, Zhang Dong was startled for a moment, but he felt pretty good.

"Lao Wang, Lao Li, Lao Liu, and several of my students, their family conditions are not very good, and some of them even take on tutoring jobs. I will give them five thousand yuan a month, and I am sure they will be happy. Besides, if there are more people, everyone can discuss it, the accuracy and efficiency of answering questions will be higher, I will be relaxed, and I can make more money.”

"That's fine."

Zhang Dong immediately stopped complaining and agreed immediately.

"Okay, that's it. I'll transfer the subsequent money to you."

The two parties have been cooperating for a long time, so they have this level of trust.

Zhang Dong sighed again: "I really don't understand why you are always studying these problems."

Han Yang said casually: "Our team has received investment to make a hard-core technology game that allows players to make their own chips in the game. Of course, the technological details must be realistic."

"So that's the case."

Zhang Dong suddenly realized: "However, your team's learning progress is fast enough. The questions you have asked during this period have become more and more profound."

"Of course, it's team strength."

After taking care of Professor Zhang Dong, Han Yang felt a little distressed and transferred another 40,000 yuan to Zhang Dong, which was regarded as settling this month's expenses.

"Studying is not only tiring, but also expensive. Hey."

Although Han Yang has a high income, he also has a lot of expenses. Zhang Dong alone earns 50,000 yuan a month. The sheriff of these neighborhoods and Zhou Daan also have to pay 25,000 yuan a month. Plus the water and electricity bills, and the Fuxing Mall has just started operating and has not yet made a profit. So many People have to be fed, and equipment has to be purchased, so life is still stretched thin.

"But no matter how tight the situation is, you still have to buy the equipment that needs to be bought. This console and industrial robots should be bought now."

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As CPU accuracy further improves, it is no longer realistic to rely solely on manual work.

One cable was only as thin as a sewing needle, and one transistor was as big as a grain of rice. There were tens of thousands of them. How could they be welded one by one by hand?

Getting an industrial robot, getting an operating platform, and operating the robot for manufacturing is the only feasible way.

This time, another 200,000 disappeared.

Looking at the only 50,000 yuan left in his account, Han Yang sighed again.

Fortunately, after today, I can withdraw the money I earned yesterday. By then, I would have 80,000 yuan in hand.

After a good night's sleep, Han Yang was full of energy again and devoted himself to studying again.

Time passed quietly. At this moment, Zhang Dazhu and his companion Li Qing were patrolling the streets.

After more than half a month of hell training, Zhang Dazhu is now completely different from before. His back is straight, his figure is tall and straight, and he has quite an elite temperament. Especially paired with the security uniform with the words "Fuxing Group" printed on it, it looks even more powerful.

The streets were bustling with people, and the houses facing the street, no matter how dilapidated they were, were all rented and started doing business. There are snack sellers, clothes sellers, hairdressers, etc., all kinds of things, very prosperous.

Compared to the three streets controlled by the Fuxing Group, another block only a dozen meters away was deserted. The houses were tightly closed, and the pedestrians looked in a hurry and did not dare to stay too much. Only when I walked to these three streets could I breathe a sigh of relief.

Nowadays, who doesn’t know that the three streets of Fuxing Group have good public order? Not to mention street robberies, gang conflicts, even thieves dare not go there. If you get caught, your hands will really be broken.

Seeing Zhang Dazhu coming over at this moment, everyone, whether pedestrians or merchants, looked at him with respect. Zhang Dazhu couldn't help but puff up his chest, and his heart was filled with pride.

"I still live a comfortable life now. Although training is tiring, it doesn't matter."

Being able to win people's heartfelt respect and being able to personally participate in creating a paradise in a chaotic world is a sense of accomplishment that cannot be compared to anything else.

"Security Zhang, here is this month's protection fee. Take it."

When I walked to the door of a roasted seed shop, the owner came out enthusiastically and stuffed a sum of money into Zhang Dazhu's hand.

"Uncle Tong, this is not possible. The protection fee company has specialized personnel who come to collect the protection fee uniformly. I can't collect it."

Zhang Dazhu immediately refused.

"I just happened to see you, so I wanted to give it to you directly. Okay, I'll hand it over when the toll collector comes. The melon seeds just happened to be out of the pot, Zhang Baoan, you can try it."

"Uncle Tong, please don't harm me. Our company has strict control and cannot take your things."

Zhang Dazhu waved his hands repeatedly: "Come on, I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."

The two walked away and continued patrolling. Companion Li Qing sighed: "I have never seen anyone rushing to pay protection money. I used to be in that gang, and when I collected protection money, I had to kill a few people to establish my authority..."

Zhang Dazhu sneered: "What gang can compare to our company."

Patrolling to the street, looking at the deserted street across the street, Zhang Dazhu shook his head, turned around and walked back.

But he saw a man rushing out over there with money in his hand. He rushed to Zhang Dazhu and knelt down: "Zhang Baoan, please, please accept the protection fee!"