We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

Ye Chen walked to the back of the workstation. Chen Wei was still staring at the error message record, looking worried. He turned to the side, and all the red text on the screen came into Ye Chen's view.

The installation package permission request kept failing, and the logs piled up from the bottom of the screen to the top.

In 2010, Android was still in its infancy, with many permissions left open and the system being loosely controlled. Developers who wanted to move forward would encounter new obstacles everywhere.

The system locks the permission for silent installation of third parties at the underlying level, so that ordinary applications have to wait for the user to confirm on the phone before taking any step.

This group of people has been working on the same error message for three days.

Ye Chen reached out and put his hand on the back of Chen Wei's chair.

"You keep knocking on that door on your phone, of course you can't get in."

The sounds around the workstations fell silent.

Chen Wei turned around and quickly stood up: "President Ye."

Several engineers made way, moving their teacups and notebooks aside as well.

Ye Chen pulled up a chair and sat down.

"If the mobile app doesn't grant permissions, stop wasting time here and find another entry point."

Chen Wei was taken aback: "Where to?"

Ye Chen didn't answer the question; his fingers were already on the keyboard.

The familiar code structure unfolded in my mind, and the Android underlying logic that I had repeatedly processed in my previous life was now laid out before me, even the pitfalls left by the old version could be matched up.

He deleted several sections of code that he had originally written around the system installation service and reconnected to the debugging channel.

"A daemon process runs continuously on the computer, and the mobile phone is connected via a data cable for bridging."

Chen Wei bent over to look at the screen, his eyebrows raised.

"ADB?"

"Um."

Ye Chen typed out several lines of instructions without stopping his wrist.

"Developers have higher debugging privileges than ordinary applications. Run this solution on the test device first, and don't rush to apply it to all models."

"But the user needs to turn on the debug switch first..."

"Place the initial installation package on your computer. The instructions will be clear, so once the assistant is installed, you won't need to click 'confirm' repeatedly."

He added the port mapping and changed the permission verification.

"Let's get this link working first, and we'll add compatible models tomorrow."

Before Chen Wei could say anything more, Ye Chen had already pressed Enter.

The terminal scrolled through several lines of records.

The error message has stopped.

A green success message remains in the center of the screen.

"Get the test machine."

Chen Wei turned around and grabbed the HTC phone on the table, wrapping the data cable around his wrist, almost knocking over the teacup next to him.

Ye Chen took the phone, plugged it in, and clicked the install button.

The phone screen lit up briefly.

No confirmation dialog box popped up, the top status bar spun around, and an app icon appeared on the desktop.

The only sound in the office was the spinning of the computer's main unit fan.

Chen Wei reached out and touched the mouse, then withdrew his hand.

"It's installed already?"

No one responded.

He picked up his phone, scrolled to the app list, then returned to the home screen, checking the list twice.

The permissions issue that had been troubling the team for three days was resolved by Ye Chen in less than ten minutes. He already had a working solution.

Ye Chen released the mouse, stood up, and patted Chen Wei on the shoulder.

"I'll leave the remaining device compatibility to you. Give me the stable test package tomorrow."

Chen Wei, holding his phone, quickly nodded: "Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Ye Chen took a stroll through the Starry Sky software.

The engineers gathered around the screen again, the silence gradually broken by the sound of keyboards. Chen Wei, holding the test machine, pulled out the debugging logs again.

The sky outside the window was dark, and the streetlights downstairs turned on one after another.

Ye Chen glanced at his watch; it was 6:30.

The core module had been successfully tested, so he picked up his coat and walked out of the office area.

The elevator doors closed, and my phone kept vibrating in my pocket.

Zhao Peng's name popped up on the screen.

Ye Chen pressed the answer button.

"Chenzi! Come here quickly, you have to come and see right now!"

Zhao Peng's gruff voice was almost cracking; you could even hear his heavy breathing as he ran and the echoing sounds in the empty hall through the receiver.

"It's all done! All done! Holy crap, it's so beautiful! The cleaning staff just finished cleaning and left, and these marble tiles are so clean they're like mirrors. My shoes feel dirty even when I step on them, so I'm walking barefoot on them now! The ambient lighting in the bar, the honeycomb lighting on the ceiling, and those gaming booths on the second floor... Holy crap, I'm stunned! Compared to this, the internet cafes near our school aren't even as good as dog kennels!"

Ye Chen stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the underground parking garage, his tone calm: "Okay, I'll go there tomorrow at noon."

"Tomorrow? No, not tomorrow! You come over tonight!" Zhao Peng's voice trembled with anxiety, and the crisp sound of him slapping the marble floor could be heard in the background. "I'm telling you, I'm not going anywhere tonight. I'm just staying here! I've already locked the door from the inside, and I'm sitting cross-legged on the lobby floor right now. These tiles are so smooth and clean; it's much more comfortable to sit on than that old bed in my dorm!"

"The computers haven't even arrived yet, the tables are all empty, are you planning to play online against the floor?"

Ye Chen opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, casually tossing his coat onto the passenger seat.

"I'd be happy to see an empty table! It's so grand and impressive!"

Zhao Peng chuckled foolishly, his tone filled with barely suppressed fascination and excitement, even tinged with a stubborn reluctance to leave: "Even without the machines, just looking at all these lights and partitions makes me want to laugh. I'm not going back to the dorm tonight. How could I possibly sleep there? I'm going to sleep on the floor in the lobby tonight, acting as the gatekeeper for our internet cafe! If some clueless person comes in and scratches any of the paint, I'll be heartbroken!"

What kind of shop do you run?

Ye Chen fastened his seatbelt, inserted the key into the ignition, and his voice became somewhat serious.

"The renovation team just left, and there's still a lot of loose wires and dust. I disconnected all the electrical boxes, turned off the main switch, and locked the doors and windows. I'm going back to the dorm to sleep right away."

Zhao Peng immediately panicked: "Power outage? No way! Chenzi, these neon lights just turned on, a dark blue one, so high-class, I haven't had enough of them yet... Let me look at them for another two hours, no, I'll sit in the corner and watch them all night!"

"The lights won't grow legs and run away by themselves anymore. Will we never get tired of seeing them in the store again?"

Ye Chen put his phone in the holder, raised his hand and pressed the start button, and the engine emitted a deep roar.

"Tomorrow, hundreds of pieces of equipment will be arriving and need to be inventoried and their wiring installed. You'll be very busy. Don't let yourself get overwhelmed by the exhaust fumes before the machines even arrive. Now, shut down the power and get out of here."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Zhao Peng let out a long sigh, full of reluctance and longing.

"...Fine, whatever you say." Zhao Peng muttered reluctantly, his footsteps slowly making their way to the switch box. "I'll go turn on the main switch now... Hey, I'll keep the key close to my chest. I'll come open the door at seven tomorrow morning, so don't be late!"

Ye Chen hung up the phone.

The headlights came on, and the black Mercedes drove out of the underground parking garage, merging into the evening rush hour traffic.

The elevated highway stretched out before us, its brake lights forming a red line.

The screen on the phone stand lit up again, and the Starry Sky Software's test log was still stuck on that green success message.