Xueba's computing system

Chapter 14 Personal Industrial Structure Upgrading
Lin Yuan looked at the admission letter on the laptop screen. He really wanted to send it to his parents to see it and make them happy.

Before this, he had not even told his parents that he was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

But Lin Yuan still suppressed the impulse in his heart and didn't want to cause any trouble.

The electronic version is already available, and the next step is to find an advertising company to print it.

He downloaded the "49 Tongcheng" APP and found an advertising company that was not far away and had a high rating.

"Hello, I want to print something."

"Hello, dear. What do you need printed?"

"Letter of acceptance."

"[Question mark][Question mark], what acceptance letter?"

"Zijin Aviation School's graduate admission letter."

"Dear, we are operating legally."

"Don't worry. I've already passed the exam. I just want to get the admission letter in advance."

"Dear, your request is really special. But we are really operating legally."

Lin Yuan asked several companies in a row, and the conversation always ended with "We are operating legally."

Lin Yuan finally realized that getting a certificate seemed to be a high-risk thing, even if it was a certificate that he would get sooner or later.

At this moment, he remembered the urban psoriasis he had seen on the streets.

There is no other way. Since I can’t go through the main door, I have to go through the side door.

So Lin Yuan rode his electric donkey around the streets and alleys of the suburbs. Among the messy information such as the old Chinese doctor's guaranteed cure, medicine that cures all diseases, digging wells, and unclogging sewers, he finally found "various types of certificates".

He specifically picked a phone number that looked relatively new.

Then he dialed the phone nervously.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Hello, hello. I want to print something."

"What are you talking about? You must have dialed the wrong number."

The phone was hung up immediately.

Lin Yuan was a little surprised. He was worried that the number would be useless, so he specially found a fresh ink. He didn't know why the number was painted on the wall of the house.

But his astonishment did not last long, as his cell phone rang.

"Hey, bro. What do you want to do?"

Lin Yuan understood it immediately and gained more social knowledge.

He did not try to expose the other party, but went straight to the point, "Are you printing the admission letter?"

"What the hell?"

"Graduate admission notice."

"What's the use of that thing? Are you going to fool your parents? You can make it, but no one wants it and it's a bit expensive to make."

"You don't have to do it. I have an electronic version. You just need to print it out."

"That's fine. Three hundred dollars."

Lin Yuan obviously couldn't accept this price. "Generally, printing shops charge ten or twenty yuan at most. I'm going to charge one hundred yuan, no more."

The other party didn't hesitate, "Okay. I'll add you on WeChat and send you an address."

"Just tell me the address now." Lin Yuan didn't plan to add anyone on WeChat.

"Okay, brother. You're being cautious. I'm about 50 meters north of the intersection of XX Road and YY Road."

As Lin Yuan expected, the location of this small workshop could not be close to the city, and it was indeed at the fringe of the city and the suburbs.

Half an hour later, Lin Yuan arrived at the "Jiawen Photocopying Department". The sign on the store read: Legal photocopying of various certificates.

The shop owner was an ordinary middle-aged man. When he saw Lin Yuan, he first looked him up and down, and then did not ask any more questions, "Send the things to me on WeChat."

Lin Yuan handed over a USB flash drive, but still had no intention of adding WeChat. He also emphasized, "Full-color printing in equal proportions."

The shop owner plugged the USB drive into the computer, opened it and saw the electronic version of the admission letter sent by Lin Yuan. He then glanced at the electric donkey with the Haotuan takeout box parked outside and finally couldn't help but blurt out, "Fuck."

"Dude, you're going too far. You're going to switch from delivering food to working for the Rockets."

Lin Yuan replied bluntly, "My school is not currently working on rockets, it's mainly working on aerospace."

The shop owner thought Lin Yuan was joking and didn't say anything more.

But actually Lin Yuan was not kidding at all. Zijin Aviation School really wasn't involved in rocket development at the moment, it was mainly working on helicopters and drones. "No, buddy. What's the use of this thing? If you want to change jobs you need a degree. If you want to fool your parents, you have to be more practical."

Lin Yuan really didn't want to explain any more, "Can you do it?"

"Sure, of course I can. I'm operating with integrity, and I'm giving you a heads up."

Lin Yuan glanced at the shop sign: Legal photocopying of all kinds of documents.

Really fucking honest.

Soon, an admission letter with the smell of ink was handed to Lin Yuan.

“WeChat or Alipay?”

"Boss, by the way, what will be the consequences if people find out that I do this?" Lin Yuan calmed down after his impulse, and the word "consequences" subconsciously popped up in his mind.

The boss laughed. "You've already done this, so why do you care about the consequences? Just forge the certificate. The more realistic it is, the more serious the consequences will be." He glanced at the admission letter in his hand and said, "I think this thing you made is quite authentic. There will be no problem operating the sewing machine."

Lin Yuan swallowed hard, "Forget it, just bear with it for a while. The real notice will arrive in a month at most."

So he tore up the notice on the spot and said, "I should stop now."

The boss was stunned. "This is the first time I've seen you like this. What are you doing? But you have to pay."

Lin Yuan took out a red note from his pocket and handed it over. How could such a thing be paid online? Lin Yuan was very nervous at the moment and dared not leave a payment record.

"Yo, you're quite professional, bro."

"Thank you, boss." Lin Yuan then rode away on his bike, just wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.

Looking at Lin Yuan's back, the shop owner muttered, "Pull back from the brink of death and turn back from the wrong path... What a pity... We have lost a talented person in this industry."

The sign of Jiawen Photocopying Department is now shining brightly in the sun.
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All the work on the admission letter was in vain, and Lin Yuan planned to package his resume well.

This item was much simpler, and Lin Yuan wrote it all down as it was.

He created a character for himself as a hard-working person who worked hard after failing the college entrance examination and finally got admitted to a prestigious graduate school.

His undergraduate resume and this year's graduate school written test scores are all well documented. Since Tangcheng Institute of Technology is not very impressive, Lin Yuan was too lazy to post the certificate from the China Higher Education Student Information and Career Center. He just attached a screenshot of this year's graduate school written test scores.

Then he posted a message on 49.com - Zijin Aerospace University graduate student is looking for a summer tutoring position.

About an hour later, Lin Yuan received a call from the education and training institution.

After confirming that Lin Yuan had obtained the graduate admission notice from Zijin Aviation School, the other party immediately thought that Lin Yuan was a rare commodity.

"Given Lin's situation, we recommend home-based small-group classes. There is a big shortage of teachers in this area at the moment."

"I don't have much experience. Is there anyone who can guide me?" Lin Yuan was still very humble.

"That's right. For this kind of high-end small class service, we never provide teaching training, so as not to make customers feel that it's all the same."

"But... I really don't have any teaching experience." Lin Yuan knew very well: being able to learn and being able to teach are two different things.

"Don't worry about that. High-end clients usually don't care much about their children's final test scores."

Lin Yuan was very puzzled, but he didn't have the courage to ask: If you don't care about your child's test scores, then why hire a tutor?

But after hearing about the reward, Lin Yuan was too lazy to care about it anymore.

"Our basic salary is 100 yuan per hour, and there is an additional commission based on customer satisfaction."

"How much, how much?"

"Given your status as a graduate student at Zijin Aviation University, a conservative estimate of your average hourly wage should be 150 yuan."

This was the first time that Lin Yuan had been so valuable.

Before that, he earned three to five yuan per delivery order.

Sure enough, knowledge is productivity.

These two hours are equivalent to the whole day's running of the single king.

No wonder the country emphasizes the upgrading of industrial structure. Lin Yuan has personally tasted the benefits of "personal industrial structure upgrading".

After carefully digesting this joy, Lin Yuan finally realized a problem - why the relevant agency contacted him within an hour.

Is anyone scanning posts on 49.com? Lin Yuan, an IT major, is more convinced that the platform has an algorithm scanning in the background.

By analogy, Lin Yuan believes that the shadow of algorithms is definitely present on platforms related to real estate rental and sale, or marriage brokerage, etc.

And the algorithm must be supported by computing power.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan summoned the computing system. He unconsciously raised a smile.

(End of this chapter)