Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 629: Auspicious Sign or Bad Omen?
Looking at the various imaginative remarks made by netizens, Xiao Ma felt a little amused and helpless after returning to Shenzhen.

The photo that went viral was just a misunderstanding caused by the shooting angle. Why did he feel like he was looking down at Ma at that time?
The situation at that time was far from as tense as presented in the picture. Lao Ma just casually asked why he missed the lakeside meeting the day before.

He just replied that the wind was too strong that day and the flight was cancelled. As for his gesture, it was to indicate to Lao Ma the change in wind direction that day.

It is worth mentioning that during the meeting, Xiao Ma Ge met Chen Mo by chance. The latter took the initiative to say hello and they had a brief exchange.

When asked why he did not propose any "Internet+" related proposals this year, Chen Mo's answer shocked him: "It is enough for you to promote this issue. Compared with technological innovation, those silent workers need someone to speak for them more."

This answer made Xiao Ma Ge think a lot and he still thinks about it today.

This former business rival is now standing at the center of controversy as a near-martyr.

Sometimes he really didn't understand what was going on in this guy's head. For people like them, wealth had already brought them freedom. If they wanted to pursue their careers, wouldn't it be better to just keep quiet and make a fortune? Why did they have to resort to violence every day?

The Bi'an incident made him the target of public criticism. Doesn't he know that there are some things you can do but cannot say?

Doesn't he know the pros and cons of doing this?
Based on my understanding of him, Chen Mo must be clear about it. Even if he is not clear, there is the experienced and steady Lei Jun next to him, so it is impossible that he did not remind him.

But Chen Mo resolutely did so
Things like this, which I can't do or dare not do, but you dare to do it, and you did it in front of the whole country.

Regardless of anything else, this courage alone is indeed worthy of his admiration.

Xiao Ma Ge recalled some of the unification of currencies he had made when he was young, and the extraordinary past of catching the thief first.
But now that he is in a high position, he has become more cautious and will definitely not do that again.

However, even after achieving success, Chen Mo still maintains the purity and sharpness of an idealist.

Such people are both admirable and feared.

When a person completely breaks free from the shackles of worldly interests and persists in pursuing higher-dimensional ideals, he becomes an existence that makes all business rivals uneasy.

A "business orphan" like Chen Mo, who has no worries and no weaknesses that can constrain him, is not bound by conventional business logic. Except for physical destruction, he seems almost invulnerable.

He just couldn't understand how such an outlier could suddenly appear in just a few years.

Xiao Ma Ge sighed and could only say that all friendly competitors, including himself, were responsible for the development of Bi'an to this day!
In addition to the reports on the two sessions, the public opinion on the Internet was also mixed with various negative news about Baidu, which made Li Yanhong quite annoyed.

During the Two Sessions, he enthusiastically preached the grand blueprint of "Baidu Brain" and portrayed the beautiful vision of AI empowering medical care. As a result, online public opinion hit him on the head with two bangs, and overwhelming negative reports came like a tide, washing his bold words to pieces.

If Baidu is hit, who else will benefit?

Adhering to the principle of presumption of guilt, it must be 360 ​​Search, which is currently ranked second in the search market and is still unwilling to give up.

While Li Yanhong gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, "Zhou Liumang is a bastard," he ordered his public relations team to launch a self-defense counterattack.

Soon, a counterattack against 360 was quietly launched. Negative news about 360 emerged on the Internet like mushrooms after rain, and its momentum even overshadowed the negative public opinion about Baidu.

Forced bundled installation, difficult uninstallation, pop-up ads, privacy leakage. 360's "seven sins" were exposed.

Netizens joked: "Installing 360 is like inviting back a whole family of relatives - browsers, compression, mobile assistants, all of whom are uninvited guests."

Some tech geeks even complained: "I wanted to uninstall 360, but it kept popping up windows, and failed if I wasn't careful. Even if I finally uninstalled it, 360 would be reborn with another alias. It's very abnormal. Even I, who understand technology, can do this, let alone ordinary users."

Zhou Hongyi, who had just returned from the two sessions, looked at these reports with a look of confusion and innocence.

"What's going on here? Who wants to mess with me?"

Several suspicious candidates flashed through his mind. The first one that came to his mind was Brother Xiao Ma, followed by the faces of Chen Mo and Li Yanhong.

The last three people changed in Zhou Hongyi's mind like the screen of a slot machine, and the face that finally stopped was the one that had just been voted the second most handsome man on the Internet.

The more Zhou Hongyi thought about it, the more sad and angry he became. Why does everyone want to bully me? Am I so easy to bully?
"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?" Zhou Hongyi laughed in anger.

Then the 3B battle overtime began to unfold online.

It is still cold in Beijing in early March.

Wei Zexi curled up on the faded fabric sofa in the rental house. The ten-square-meter space was filled with a mixture of the smell of disinfectant and cheap air freshener.

This was the first time that the family of three spent the Spring Festival in a foreign land.

The cold light of the mobile phone screen reflected on his pale face, and the Zhihu page was constantly refreshing with discussions about Baidu.

With each slide, his brows furrowed a little. The synovial sarcoma diagnosed last year was like a club that shattered this young man's life. Although he received chemotherapy in a tertiary hospital in Beijing, his condition did not improve.

At the beginning of the year, when he was searching for treatment options on Baidu, the top advertisement stated that a certain hospital used "biological immunotherapy" - "Stanford technology, cure rate 80%~90%", "China-US cooperation, the latest biological therapy". These words were like a ray of light in the darkness, giving him hope.

I contacted the hospital afterwards, and the doctor's solemn promises still ring in my ears: "We have many successful cases," "This treatment is very effective." The two hundred thousand yuan treatment fee emptied my family's savings.

After two months of treatment, all I got was an increasingly thin body and increasingly heavy test results.

As Wei Zexi was scrolling, his fingers began to tremble unconsciously, and he clicked on the pop-up window of "Bian'an Search Internal Beta Invitation" with trembling hands.

what is this?
Wei Zexi clicked on it and found a download link. After installing it, he found that the page was similar to Baidu's, or even simpler than Baidu's.

There are only four ink-black characters "Bian Shore Search" on the pure white background, and a search box hangs alone below, like an uncultivated snowfield, and nothing else.

He subconsciously typed in “treatment plan for advanced synovial sarcoma”.

The search results page is presented in a rigorous format like an academic paper: on the left are refined treatment recommendations such as "surgery, targeted therapy, systemic chemotherapy, radiotherapy," and on the right are authoritative sources neatly arranged.

The three red bold warning lines at the bottom are particularly eye-catching:
"The medical and health information mentioned in this content is the result of the aggregation and extraction of web page information and is for reference only and does not constitute professional diagnosis and treatment advice.

Individual conditions vary. For specific diagnosis and treatment plans, please refer to the authoritative conclusions of regular medical institutions or practicing physicians.

Do not delay seeking medical treatment or adjusting medication on your own due to information on the Internet. If you have any health problems, please consult a professional doctor in a timely manner. "

This search is so rigorous.

This was the first impression this search gave him. Perhaps the words "other shore" printed on it gave him an inexplicable sense of trust.

However, what surprised him was that the above content did not include any mention of his current treatment plan, "biological immunotherapy."

Is it because it is too advanced and not included?

Then he searched for "biological immunotherapy"
"Biological immunotherapy is actually the obsolete DC-CIK cell therapy. This therapy lacks large-scale clinical evidence to support solid tumors such as synovial sarcoma, and its effect is extremely limited, especially for advanced patients. It is actually in the clinical research stage and has not been recognized internationally."

"Eliminated", "lack of clinical evidence", "extremely limited", "unrecognized". Seeing these keywords, Wei Zexi bit his lips unconsciously and left a bloody mark.

Finally, he searched the hospital where he was treated.
"The hospital's tumor biotherapy department is operated by Putian-based enterprise KX Group through a contract."

Throughout the entire article, Wei Zexi only saw two big bloody words: "Outsourcing"!
The conclusion on the diagnosis report in my hand that "the treatment effect is significant and has effectively prevented the spread of cancer cells" forms a cruel contrast with the feeling of my deteriorating health.

Two hundred thousand and two months of hope turned out to be just an expensive placebo.

This feeling of being given hope but then being shattered and falling into despair in a desperate situation made Wei Zexi feel cold all over. The chill ran up his back from the soles of his feet. He looked at his parents who were cleaning up the dishes.

"Dad, Mom," his voice was choked in his throat, "I miss Da Huang from my hometown. Let's go home."

The rag in the mother's hand stopped in mid-air, and there was still detergent foam on her apron. She turned her back to Wei Zexi and said calmly, "Technology is so advanced now, there must be a way to cure it, father, don't you think so?"

The father put down his chopsticks silently, the bloodshot in his eyes was particularly obvious under the light, "I heard other family members talking about how the Beijing Cancer Hospital is very prestigious and has a specialist clinic. How about we go there for a checkup? Son, don't give up, I'm here for you!"

Wei Zexi's eyes were a little moist. "Yeah."

"I'll go get in line." Father stood up slowly. The two months of running around made him look ten years older. Mother hurriedly took out her thick coat and said, "It's cold at night. Bring the stool with you."

"Yes, I know."

Wei Zexi looked at his father's haggard figure as he walked out the door, and for the first time he clearly saw the white hair on his parents' temples.

The guilt he felt at this moment was far greater than the pain from the illness. He never expected that his parents, who had worked so hard to raise him and were supposed to be enjoying their retirement, would end up having to worry about this sick son.

They have such bad luck.

The branches outside the window swayed in the wind, making a crackling sound, and sounded very fragile.

This year's spring came so late.

“This spring is a little late this year.”

Chen Mo's gaze moved from the computer screen to the window, where snowflakes were falling silently.

The discussion about Baidu was just halfway through when the sudden spring snow interrupted his thoughts.

Dai Wenyuan quipped softly, "I guess he wants to work overtime in the winter. It's still snowing in the middle of March."

Snowflakes are falling outside the window, which is beautiful indeed, but now that the weather is warming up, there is no such thing as a blanket of snow. There is only mud and inconvenience brought to people by the falling snowflakes.

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze from the window and sighed thoughtfully: "Maybe God is also dissatisfied with the actions of some companies. Where were we just talking about? Let's continue."

(End of this chapter)