Xueba's computing system

Chapter 213 Lin Yuan's Mumbling

"Brother, do you miss me?"

After coming out of the tea room and saying goodbye to Director Wang, Zhang Yan immediately approached Lin Yuan.

"Miss you."

"Do you think about me all the time?"

Lin Yuan answered mechanically, "Yes, 24 hours, that's all."

"Just to give me a perfunctory answer... Xia Ye and Song Xiaoxiao seem to be very popular recently."

Lin Yuan sighed, "I'm having a headache. Nowadays, people just like to take random photos and post them online. Let's not talk about this anymore."

"Okay. Then you have dinner with me alone tonight. Xia Ye has monopolized you for the entire Spring Festival. Don't tell me she won't agree."

Lin Yuan thought about it and agreed.

"We...are we going to have something else to do after dinner? I'm a little tired lately."

Zhang Yan looked at Lin Yuan with disdain, "I just want you to walk with me."

"Hahaha, that's good."

"What are your plans after this matter is over?"

"I don't know. Once the issue of Haotuan is resolved, I will have done a good deed. At least the food delivery market will be healthier in the future. If possible, I would like to persuade your master to let the government supervise the algorithms of food delivery platforms.

The food delivery industry is not suitable for long-term development. The algorithms of food delivery platforms cannot encourage people to work in this industry for a long time. This industry should be used to supplement household income in the short term.

Zhang Yan wondered, "But if this happens, what about those who rely on the food delivery industry for a living? Won't they have no stable jobs?"

"In fact, less than 10% of the food delivery industry has long-term and stable practitioners. In order to encourage riders to deliver food like going to work, the platform has linked the unit price of each order to the number of orders. The more orders per month, the higher the unit price.

But doesn’t this just turn takeout into a long-term job?

But in fact, takeout should not be a long-term job.

Because this line of work does not allow you to accumulate any industry experience, and you have to pay for social security yourself. In short, this is not a long-term solution.

Unfortunately, most jobs in this world do not allow you to accumulate any industry experience.

So now that I have rejected the takeout industry, I can’t think of any effective alternative.

After all, delivering packages and working as a waiter are jobs that don’t offer much growth opportunities.”

Lin Yuan said to himself, "Forget about it, let me think about what to eat for dinner. This problem is beyond my ability."

"I often hear my grandparents say that sometimes they get less knowledgeable as they grow older. In the past, they only thought about how to get meat into the diet of every household, but now they find that eating meat creates more problems."

“Haha~~” Lin Yuan laughed heartily, “Then why don’t we just let aliens come to Earth and put an end to it all.”

"If aliens really come, what will you do?"

"Be a ball rapist."

"Won't you lead humanity in a rebellion?"

“I feel there is no hope for humanity.”

"Brother, you are talking nonsense again."

"With a little lunatic like you around, I'm used to talking nonsense. I just suddenly feel like I've lost my purpose in life."

Lin Yuan was telling the truth. Although he had the system, it was already covered in dust. He really didn't know what he could do with it. Research superconducting tokamaks? Or achieve controlled nuclear fusion?
"I just feel that all human efforts so far have been to make the pie bigger. But the pie today is countless times bigger than it was in the Middle Ages. So why are there still so many social contradictions?

Is controlled nuclear fusion to people today what the Industrial Revolution was to people in the agricultural era?

Material abundance is sufficient, then what?
There is more food than can be eaten, and there are countless robots serving everyone?

Then we humans are too lazy to be like a bunch of wriggling flesh worms, waiting for time to destroy us?"

Zhang Yan walked carefully on tiptoe on the curb, "It's so profound." Although she didn't know how to respond, she was happy to listen to Lin Yuan's chatter.

“I think I understand Musk a little bit. I might really be his long-lost brother.”

"Ah? Why are you bringing this up again?"

"I actually sent him an email. I told him: I don't need money now, but I'm bored."

"Then how did he reply to you?"

"He said, 'Bro, come build a rocket with me.'" "Will you come?"

"I want to take you and Xia Ye to see the mountains and rivers first, but I think I should go find Lao Ma one day. Now I suddenly understand the mentality of those who buy Tesla. There must be someone among them who really recognizes Lao Ma.

You say that those rich people make so much money, no matter how much they pretend, they are just chattering in this small world of Earth. When the day comes when they die of old age, they are actually the same as ordinary people, and they will leave nothing behind. "

"Brother, if you want to learn from Musk, you have to work hard. You have to become a successful entrepreneur first so that you have enough money to burn. Building rockets is very expensive. You also need to have good political and business relations, otherwise your rocket will not be approved."

Hearing the word "approval", Lin Yuan couldn't help laughing, "That's right, don't even think about going to heaven without approval, haha.

Now that you mention it, I do have a goal. I have to make money. The money I have now is enough to live on, but I can forget about starting a business."

"Brother, how much can you get this time?"

"With the short selling, I think a few million should be no problem."

"Then would you like to give me something?"

"How about I give you a few hundred million?"

"rogue."

"Then what do you want?"

"I haven't decided yet... By the way, your first rocket is called: Yanyuan. Yanyuan means looking forward to the future in the distance."

"Ok, I'll satisfy you."

"Really?" Zhang Yan said excitedly.

"What's the big deal? I don't even know how to make rockets. No, I haven't even taken a single course related to rockets. Should I switch my major to the aerospace department?"

"Will your two masters agree?"

. . .

Lin Yuan and Zhang Yan chatted for a long time along the way. They didn't even find a place to sit down for dinner. Instead, they bought multi-grain pancakes and egg-filled pancakes on the roadside, and then took turns eating while walking and chatting.

Lin Yuan felt that this was probably the life he wanted most.

"Senior Brother." Zhang Yan suddenly looked at him affectionately.

"Ok?"

"You love me the most, don't you?"

"Why add 'most'?"

"That's why I'm just chatting with you like this."

Lin Yuan suddenly realized that Xia Ye really wouldn't listen to his nonsense. Xia Ye liked to share with him the popular DY videos she saw and talk about her experiences during the day.

Lin Yuan sighed, "One is a grain of rice, and the other is Bai Yueguang. Actually, they are both good."

"Then I am your white moonlight?"

"But I think Bai Yueguang and Fan Mili are both good." This was Lin Yuan's honest words. He felt quite satisfied listening to Xia Ye chatting about family matters.

"I don't care. I am your white moonlight anyway." Zhang Yan said happily, "It's enough that I am your white moonlight."

"I used to think Xia Ye was my white moonlight, but it turns out you are my white moonlight. After that, will my white moonlight be... a rocket? Because only a rocket can really catch up with the white moonlight."

"Science guy, what a bummer." Zhang Yan pouted, "You say something like that when it's so emotional."
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On the other side, Xia Ye was sweating profusely in the dance studio which was brightly lit at night.

"Xia Ye, stop practicing and go back."

Xia Ye ignored Song Xiaoxiao's advice and did not stop until the music ended.

"Lin Yuan and Zhang Yan went shopping, and I have nothing to do when I go back."

Hearing the resentment in Xia Ye's words, Song Xiaoxiao stepped forward and hugged her, "Still can't let it go?"

"No," Xia Ye suddenly seemed a little dazed, "I feel that the year since I graduated is like a decade. Xiaoxiao, I now understand a lot of what you said. In fact, Lin Yuan did nothing wrong.

But, but I still feel a little unwilling. "

Song Xiaoxiao didn't say anything else, but just hugged Xia Ye tightly.

(End of this chapter)