Do you know how my mentor evaluates you?" Qian Yabo asked.
"Of course, I'm very curious about my image in others' eyes. But if it's not positive, then don't tell me," He Zhengcheng said. They had just basically reached an agreement: He Zhengcheng would establish a company and invest 2 to 3 million Hong Kong dollars, commissioning Professor Xu Xingxue to research and develop a USB. Any insufficient funds would be resolved through negotiation, and all patents would belong to He Zhengcheng's company.
Spending over 2 million Hong Kong dollars to develop a USB patent should be considered quite luxurious. Netac, with only two graduate students, achieved results in a few months. Here, he was commissioning an experienced university professor, so it should be easier. As for the specific contract details, he would, of course, consult experienced partners and hire professional lawyers.
"You… forget it, I won't argue with you. He said you're either a fool or an idealist. You might achieve great things, or you might end up penniless. He doesn't know whether cooperating with you is harming you or helping you," Qian Yabo said.
"Perhaps!" If he didn't feel time was pressing, he wouldn't be getting involved in this industry now. He was somewhat worried that after he delved into finance, he would forget his original intentions, which is why he was putting a chain on himself at this moment.
"What do you hope I become in the future?" He Zhengcheng asked.
"What you become has nothing to do with me," Qian Yabo replied.
"At least we're friends, don't be so heartless!" He Zhengcheng said.
"At most, I'll give you a hand when you're down and out!" Qian Yabo said.
"That's great, finally no more worries!" He Zhengcheng exclaimed.
"It's not good for you to think that way; what I can do to help you is very limited," Qian Yabo said.
"Regardless of wealth or poverty, nobility or lowliness, birth, old age, sickness, or death, my heart remains steadfast!" He Zhengcheng declared.
"What are you saying? I have a boyfriend!" Qian Yabo exclaimed.
"Sorry, I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about myself, it has nothing to do with you," He Zhengcheng said. He was talking about his ideal, wanting to do something meaningful, and the USB flash drive was just the beginning.
A human life, a mere few decades, is but a short-lived species compared to the universe. No matter how one lives, it doesn't hold much meaning; as long as one feels happy, that's all that matters. He Zhengcheng's return to 1998 was like playing a game; the easy mode wasn't exciting enough, so he wanted to play on hard mode. This had nothing to do with moral enlightenment. If he were an entertainment industry professional, perhaps he would dream of becoming a movie star, a brilliant director, or the king of entertainment. Unfortunately, he wasn't. As a homebody with a wide range of interests but no special skills, he had no choice but to start a business. Entrepreneurship doesn't require any skills, diplomas, or background; anyone can participate.
Homebodies also have a side job, that of keyboard warriors. For keyboard warriors, three cups of wine seal a promise, and the five great mountains seem light. So many big words spoken, and eventually, they must be repaid. In this surging era, the trendsetters stand at the forefront of the waves, holding the red flag high, and it remains dry! There's not much time for hesitation; in a word, life and death are seen lightly, if you don't like it, just do it.
"Oh, right, Shi Hongwen is about to go to the United States. Let's get together today!" Qian Yabo's pretty face flushed, and she decisively changed the subject. As for what she was thinking, who knew? Don't guess a girl's thoughts, don't guess!
"He hasn't left yet?" He Zhengcheng had been so busy he was confused.
"You're really not a good friend," Qian Yabo said.
"How so? It's just going to the United States, I'll go often in the future!" He Zhengcheng replied.
"Then are you going today or not?!" Qian Yabo stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at He Zhengcheng.
"Go…go… don't be so fierce!" He Zhengcheng was really not used to it.
"Hmph!" Qian Yabo walked ahead, leading the way.
About half an hour later, their old foursome finally met.
"Did you two arrange this? I'm the only one who didn't know!" He Zhengcheng exclaimed.
"Who told you you're such a busy man now!" Li Mingyuan retorted.
"Yeah, if he's not meeting Ge Ge, he's meeting Mei Yanfang. Maybe one day he'll break into the entertainment industry!" "Don't talk nonsense, Ge Ge and I agreed that to avoid trouble, I won't sign any of those songs, and you shouldn't tell anyone either."
"Don't you think it's a shame to give up the credit?" Li Mingyuan asked.
"If this fame brings me unexpected trouble, I will definitely choose to give it up," He Zhengcheng said.
"What are you two talking about?" Qian Yabo asked.
"You don't know, ever since you dumped them both, they've both changed. He Zhengcheng wrote three songs, two of which he gave to Ge Ge, namely 'Me' and 'Wukong,' and one to Mei Yanfang, which is 'Young Master Goes North.' He also joined Shanhai Capital, which has recently risen to prominence in Hong Kong, and entered the financial world.
Li Mingyuan is even more outrageous; he's now opened a comic studio and drawn a completely shameless comic. Men, indeed, only grow after experiencing setbacks!" Shi Hongwen said.
"Won't you die if you don't talk?!" He Zhengcheng exclaimed.
"You guys are really… you've surprised me so much!" Qian Yabo said.
"You'll be even more surprised later. There are entertainment news reports saying that He Zhengcheng and Ge Ge had a romantic dispute…" Shi Hongwen began.
"Why are you so talkative?!" He Zhengcheng pushed Shi Hongwen away.
"Yabo, you must believe me. I, He Zhengcheng, male, likes females, absolutely did not cheat. I can prove it to you with these 150 pounds anytime!" He Zhengcheng declared.
"Yabo, I can prove it to you too!" Li Mingyuan chimed in simultaneously.
"Haha… haha… that's hilarious," Qian Yabo laughed, shaking with mirth.
"Enough, enough!" He Zhengcheng said.
"It seems after I leave, you've all let yourselves go!" Qian Yabo finally recovered after a while.
"Let's not talk about this. Shi Hongwen is going to America to study, and we don't know if he'll ever come back…" He Zhengcheng mused.
"Yes, it will be very inconvenient to keep in touch later," Qian Yabo added.
"It's fine. When the time comes, either we'll have him fly back, or we'll fly over! We can also travel to the United States; it's not troublesome at all!" Li Mingyuan said.
"The development of the internet might exceed many of our imaginations; perhaps the Earth will become a global village because of it…" He Zhengcheng said. With the conversation getting back on track, it meant everyone started discussing trivial topics.
Everyone has their own future, their own choices. There are a few critical moments in life; the most important, of course, is one's birth, but unfortunately, that cannot be chosen. Then there's the college entrance exam; a good university is a shortcut to success. After that comes employment after university graduation; women fear marrying the wrong man, and men fear entering the wrong profession. After all, most people are not geniuses, lacking the ability to stand out like an awl in a bag. These four, with their vibrant youth and unforgettable past, face an unpredictable future, with only the present within their grasp.
Although filled with parting sorrow, which was especially poignant, everyone except Li Mingyuan was a rational person. Li Mingyuan was a rich second-generation, and going abroad to see a friend was incredibly easy for him. Therefore, there was no drawn-out, reluctant farewell.
"Oh, right, when you get to the United States, don't forget to find me a good search engine. It's too difficult for me to look up information and retrieve data now; Yahoo's search engine is not good at all," He Zhengcheng said.
"Okay, you've said it several times. If there's really nothing suitable, I'll develop one for you!" Shi Hongwen said magnanimously.
"Then I'll await your good news. Let's keep in touch via email anytime!" He Zhengcheng smiled. If the Python version reached 3.0, he would make a web crawler himself, but unfortunately, that's all he could do.
"OK, goodbye!" Shi Hongwen waved his hand, indicating he understood.