After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 263 Cold Wave and Warmth
By the end of November, the weather was already quite cold.

The temperature at night is only a few degrees above zero.

Many people even wore down jackets.

It's fine outside; just wear more layers. But it's inconvenient at home because most houses in harbors these days don't have underfloor heating, so the houses are always chilly, damp, dark, and cold.

Aunt Wan's situation is easy to handle; she bought the house herself.

Air conditioning can be installed.

The problem is with Qingmei; she's renting an apartment, and they don't allow unauthorized installations.

Taking a bath in winter is very inconvenient.

"Haoran! I'm done washing!"

From the bathroom came Qiao Suiqing's voice calling out.

Zhou Haoran quickly put down the English Java book he was reading, which he had gotten from Qiao Hai, grabbed his blanket, and rushed over. Sure enough, at the bathroom door, he saw his Qingmei sister, Qingshui Chufu, wrapped in a white bath towel.

Spread out the blanket.

Qiao Suiqing jumped over.

Zhou Haoran wrapped the blanket around her, then picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.

The bathroom is hot because of the steam from the hot water.

If you go outside wrapped in a bath towel, the cool air outside can easily catch a cold, especially for girls who are more vulnerable.

He carried her to his bed.

Although it was a floor mat.

But there's an electric blanket, so it's very warm.

Qiao Suiqing was wrapped in a quilt from head to toe, only revealing her pretty face with red lips and white teeth, her hair still wet. Because of the excessive moisture in the bathroom, using a hairdryer could easily cause an electric shock.

Zhou Haoran plugged the hairdryer into the socket next to him and started drying her hair.

This thoughtful care made Qiao Suiqing feel dizzy, and she whispered, "Haoran, you really know how to take care of people."

"You're my sister, isn't it only natural for me to spoil you?"

Zhou Haoran smoothed her hair with one hand and held a hairdryer with the other.

Qiao Suiqing blushed slightly, "My mom said that you can come over for dinner when you have time."

"Huh?" Zhou Haoran was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but chuckle. "Has Auntie's impression of me changed?"

"Ah."

Qiao Suiqing smiled.

Zhou Haoran said proudly, "When I first came to work at the TV station, she thought I would hold you back."

“My mother didn’t even finish elementary school, she’s not very educated.”

Qiao Suiqing's tone was apologetic.

Zhou Haoran never paid any attention to it. He picked her up and placed her on his lap. The hairdryer was making a loud buzzing noise. He laughed and said, "My mother didn't have much education either. She came from that era. We're all the same."

Qiao Suiqing, wrapped in a blanket, could only stick out her two snow-white legs. Looking at the nail polish on her toes, she said softly, "My mom says that men become bad when they have money."

“There’s nothing we can do about it.” Zhou Haoran coughed and said helplessly, “That’s just how society is these days. If you go out to do business and don’t drive a luxury car or bring a pretty mistress, people will look down on you and think you’re not capable enough to cooperate. You have to turn a blind eye to these things, otherwise you’ll be jealous and upset every day, and life will be unbearable.”

Qiao Suiqing gave a soft "Mmm," and said, "I understand."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Our parents' generation was too simple and honest. Times have changed. It's different now."

Qiao Suiqing rolled her eyes at him and said reproachfully, "You always have so many excuses. How many have you had outside? I see you're surrounded by more and more pretty girls."

"Just one!" Zhou Haoran quickly adopted a frank and honest attitude. "If there are any new ones in the future, I promise I'll report to you immediately!"

"Is that Hu Xiaochen?"

"No."

"Who is that?"

Qiao Suiqing wanted to get to the bottom of things.

"I'll bring her to see you when the time is right."

Zhou Haoran was a little unsure about this matter, after all, it was Aunt Wan... Sheng Wenwan was not only Zhou Haoran's Aunt Wan, but also Qiao Suiqing's Aunt Wan.

I feel really guilty about this.

We need to change the subject quickly.

"How's Teacher Tang doing these past few days? Has she bullied you?"

"No!"

Has my attitude towards you changed?

"No," Qiao Suiqing said, puzzled. "Why have you been asking about her so much lately? Do you have a crush on her?"

"how is this possible?"

Although Zhou Haoran thought Tang Shiyi had a stunning beauty, he couldn't resist her personality.

Qiao Suiqing chimed in, "Teacher Tang is so good to me. She was the one who stood up against all odds and helped me get the job as a host."

"Yes." Zhou Haoran nodded. "Of course, we're practically from the same sect."

"No, she doesn't go to the same school as me."

Qiao Suiqing thought he was referring to alumni.

Actually, Zhou Haoran was referring to the relationship between the Red Mansion Teahouse and the teahouse.

Tang Shiyi is the daughter of Tang Taihua.

Qiao Suiqing got her job at the TV station through her father's connections with Grandpa Zhang in the alley.

One is Mr. Zhang from the Dream of the Red Chamber, and the other is Mr. Tang from the Dream of the Red Chamber.

Doesn't that establish the connection?
There must have been this factor in Tang Shiyi's decision to decisively reject many experienced female hosts and choose Qiao Suiqing, a recent graduate, to host "Family Matters".

Looking at it this way, Tang Shiyi appears cold on the outside and has an arrogant, aloof, and eccentric personality.

But deep down, he's still quite understanding.

In crucial moments, they really step up!
At this moment, Qiao Suiqing was sitting sideways on Zhou Haoran's lap, the blanket wrapped up to her knees. Zhou Haoran finished drying her hair.

Then he placed the hairdryer nozzle at her knees and blew air down the blanket towards her inner thighs.

"Hey, stop it!" Qiao Suiqing said coquettishly, quickly pressing down on the blanket. "You're teasing me again!"

Zhou Haoran said innocently, "Blow-drying my hair? Don't you need to blow-dry the inside? Did you shave it clean?"

"I'll shave your head!"

Qiao Suiqing stood up, clutching the blanket, and ran back behind the curtain to change into her pajamas.

The room was cool, and I was wearing cotton pajamas that I was wrapped up tightly in.

The style is exactly the same as the one Zhou Haoran is wearing.

Hers is red.

His is blue.

It's a couple's item.

Qiao Suiqing bought all of these things while shopping with her friends on the weekend.

……

On Saturday, Zhou Haoran went to conduct an on-site investigation.

Dean Cheng supervises 10 graduate students, including 3 doctoral students and 7 master's students.

There are only four master's students who are truly interested in programming and want to pursue a long-term career in it: Qiao Hai, Yang Yuanju, Yan Siyuan, and Gong Wu. They are just enough to fit in one car.

In addition, Ning Yuanjia also came.

It is euphemistically called social practice.

He has a PhD and is currently serving as Vice Dean Liu's teaching assistant. He has a lot of connections, and I don't know where he borrowed a car, but he participated with another master's student named Wu Bei.

Two cars drove towards Tang Youzhi's garment factory!
Factory Director Tang is a fellow member of the same organization.

More convenient.

Ning Yuanjia's expression was not good throughout the journey.

I feel so embarrassed!

He borrowed a Santana from a friend and felt very proud and impressive.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Haoran was driving a luxury car worth millions!

Looking at the silver-gray Mercedes in front of him, Wu Bei said enviously, "Senior, where does Zhou Haoran get so much money?"

Ning Yuanjia said calmly, "I borrowed it!"

“That’s true.” Wu Bei nodded, still feeling envious. “This is a Mercedes-Benz with a tiger head, it costs one or two million, there aren’t many of these in the whole country.”

Ning Yuanjia shook his head and said, "Zhou Haoran, that young man, just loves to compare himself to others. If he had that kind of energy, he should have studied the technology more, so he wouldn't make a fool of himself like he did at the editorial board defense last time, where more than a dozen experts didn't think highly of him. A car is just a means of transportation. Getting a Mercedes through connections might make him look good, but what's the use?"

Wu Bei smiled and said, "Senior, you have too high expectations. He may not have reached that level."

Ning Yuanjia said, "When we get to the factory later, let's take a look at the situation. He wants to develop a warehouse management system, so let's give him some pointers on the architecture. Don't hold back, we're all classmates."

Arrived at the garment factory.

Tang Youzhi warmly welcomed him.

His factory, like most factories in China at present, relies on manual record-keeping. However, some large enterprises have already implemented information technology infrastructure.

The most typical example is a large hotel.

So much so that the most popular software these days is actually hotel management systems; a custom-designed hotel management system can sell for hundreds of thousands of yuan. Mr. Liu, the CEO of JD.com, wrote a simple restaurant management system during his university years, which sold for tens of thousands of yuan.

After that, we began our research.

The most important part is the questioning.

Inquire about the warehouse's inbound and outbound processes, scale, frequency, and costs, as well as the current management model, warehouse status, and SKU lookup, etc.

Zhou Haoran didn't say a word during this process.

Those who came were all PhDs and Masters degree holders, had all done projects, and knew what information they needed to know.

Ning Yuanjia asked with a relaxed smile, "How do you plan to structure this system?"

Zhou Haoran sighed, "The original plan was quite good. I was thinking of preparing more interfaces and developing more functions to connect to it. Now it seems that it is very unrealistic to implement."

"Isn't that too complicated?"

Ning Yuanjia couldn't help but laugh.

In his view, creating a warehouse management system is actually quite easy; what's unrealistic about it?
Zhou Haoran said, "The performance of current machines is too weak, especially for small private factories like this. Deploying a small server is a huge waste. It would be best to just buy a computer that includes the front, middle and back ends. Also, the Java language is not mature enough, which affects the design of the system architecture."

“Architecture is not that easy; a single-layer structure is enough.”

Ning Yuanjia frowned slightly, feeling that this kid was too arrogant.

What do you mean?
The reason you can't design a powerful management system isn't because you lack skill, but because your computer's performance is insufficient or the Java language is not mature enough.

They really know how to make excuses!

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "A single-layer structure is not necessary. The current 586 chip is sufficient, and there is even a 686 chip. 16M of memory and 500M of hard drive are enough to design a simple three-layer structure, and the system can operate more smoothly in layers."

Hearing the two talking about technical topics, everyone else gathered around.

Everyone should come and learn.

"A three-layer structure?" Ning Yuanjia disagreed. "Isn't that too complicated?"

Zhou Haoran said, "Yes, the front end uses Java's AWT, the business logic layer handles orders, and data storage uses a local database, plus backup and access control functions. That's basically it. Lightweight design, maintaining high efficiency and stability."

"It's easier said than done." Ning Yuanjia was not optimistic at all and gave him some pointers, "With so many layers of structure, you can't handle it, and it's easy for the system to crash. Your ambition is too big. If you ask me, a single-layer structure will be fine."

Wu Bei also suggested, "Zhou Haoran, I think you should listen to Dr. Ning's opinions more. The library management system we developed at the school was designed and developed by Dr. Ning as an on-campus project, and it only has a two-layer structure."

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "The design of a three-layer structure is still manageable."

"That's up to you."

Ning Yuanjia looked indifferent, but not very happy.

Wu Bei felt he was hopeless, "He won't turn back until he hits a brick wall."

(End of this chapter)