Courtyard Houses: The Great Masters of a Nation Hidden Within

I will obey the factory's arrangements, but please don't give me the twenty yuan allowance.

As for the people in the organization, they shouldn't be a burden on the factory anymore; everything else is negotiable.

Gao Jianguo knew perfectly well which of the benefits Deputy Factory Director Li offered him, and which he could accept and which he couldn't touch.

My salary is already at the maximum level, there's no need for me to take this extra.

Having just been assigned a position, he was offered an additional 20 yuan allowance on top of his Level 8 engineer salary. What kind of offer was that? He still had the awareness of being a member of the organization.

Old Chen listened to Gao Jianguo's words and nodded.

This apprentice knows what he's doing!

Seeing that Gao Jianguo said he didn't want to die, Deputy Factory Director Li didn't try to persuade him any further.

He admired Gao Jianguo's decision.

Despite his young age, he hasn't been blinded by money, yet he hasn't let go of the most tangible benefits—he's steady and reliable!

With everything settled, Deputy Factory Director Li and his group also stood up.

Director Liu smiled and grabbed Gao Jianguo's hand, shaking it: "Comrade Gao Jianguo, welcome to help with security. If anything serious happens, I promise I won't hold back, haha."

Section Chief Wang from the Training Section also came up, shook hands, and gave him a wink, the meaning being, "Jianguo, you're really something."

After seeing them off one by one, Gao Jianguo turned around, closed the door, and sat down in front of Old Chen.

He knew that Old Chen still had something to say to him about this matter.

Old Chen spoke to him: "You can probably guess about 80 or 90 percent of what I've figured out, but I'll still tell you anyway."

"Having a deputy section chief position is good for you; there are some things you can't do without that title."

"Furthermore, given your situation, having a weapon on you would put our minds at ease."

Once the word "we" is used, it no longer refers to Old Chen's meaning alone.

It seems the factory leaders had already discussed this matter.

Gao Jianguo nodded: "Thank you for thinking of me, Master."

Old Chen continued, "You handled the matter of turning down the allowance very well; you didn't embarrass yourself as a member of the organization."

Gao Jianguo grinned and said, "It's only right. I've already received more than enough."

After leaving another box of tea for Old Chen, Gao Jianguo returned to his office.

In the afternoon, the security department called him to pick up his things.

In Director Liu's office, after the signature was completed, Director Li pushed over two certificates, a piece of equipment, and a booklet.

Work permit and gun license of the deputy section chief of the training section of the security department of the No. 3 rolling mill.

That thing is a gun.

It's modeled after its big brother, the TT33, and is known outside as the "Big Black Star," with an eight-round magazine.

Although its caliber is 7.62, its power surpasses that of the common 9x19 Parabellum bullet.

Two additional magazines, containing sixty rounds of ammunition, were also provided with the gun.

Wow, this fighting environment is quite intense; even bullets are fired this way.

Gao Jianguo clutched the things tightly in his hands, reluctant to let go.

Guns are like speed bumps for men, no problem.

After handing over the items, Director Li said to Gao Jianguo, "As for discipline, with your background, you must have a thorough understanding of it and be able to enforce it effectively, so I won't go on and on."

"This booklet is a compilation of the factory's security regulations. Here you go, take a look when you have time."

"But you have to be careful with this gun. Keep it close to your body, as it's prone to accidental discharge. Don't load it normally."

"You only need to load six or seven bullets a day. If you keep loading them all the time, the spring will get tired."

Despite saying he wouldn't ramble on, Director Li still added several words when it came to weapons.

Gao Jianguo stood up straight: "Thank you, Director Li, I've got it."

In fact, these words had no real binding force on Gao Jianguo.

He usually just throws things in the storage room, where things come in and out exactly as they came in, and none of the problems I just mentioned apply to him.

Director Li stared at Gao Jianguo's upright posture, his eyes filled with admiration.

A promising talent who is both literate and skilled in martial arts; he can fight, and he can also command and train others.

Even though he was rarely needed, it didn't stop Director Li from finding him pleasing to the eye.

He was also transferred down from a regimental-level cadre, and he naturally warmed up to Gao Jianguo, a top soldier and grassroots backbone commander.

He patted Gao Jianguo on the shoulder: "Hmm, Jianguo is not bad."

"That's all for now. Go back to your work. We won't bother you otherwise."

"But you should be prepared that if they come after you, it's probably a tough job or a hard nut to crack, haha."

Gao Jianguo was equally decisive: "As long as a task is assigned, I guarantee I'll take it on!"

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Over the next few days, Gao Jianguo buried himself in writing books, programming, and adjusting circuit boards.

On Wednesday evening, in Gao Jianguo's house, the windows of the south room were completely covered by wooden boards, preventing any light from getting in.

He stared at the pile of cables strung together in front of him and rubbed his hands together.

With a touch of inexplicable reverence in my heart, I pressed the switch.

This is the first joint debugging of the basic input/output system of a transistor computer, also known as the BIOS.

The term "BIOS" will be very familiar to anyone who has ever built a PC.

What Gao Jianguo is working on right now is similar to that, but not entirely the same.

However, by that time, this thing was usually soldered into the motherboard.

But right now, the BIOS code still has to rely on the batteries that Gao Jianguo borrowed to keep it alive so that it can be stored in RAM even when the power is off.

A series of beeps of varying lengths echoed, and the television screen gradually began to glow.

Actually, it only takes a blink of an eye for it to light up.

But Gao Jianguo felt as if this whole thing had dragged on for an entire century.

The image was still trembling slightly, but it had finally stabilized.

The cursor then appeared, and letters and numbers slid rapidly across the television screen.

Twenty-six uppercase and lowercase English letters, ten numbers, plus commonly used punctuation marks.

To save storage space and display area, Gao Jianguo did not adopt the 8x16 dot matrix font library from later generations.

He used a 5x7 scale and first displayed these commonly used symbols.

Let's leave aside the complexities of Chinese character input and output for now; this setup is more than sufficient for handling numerical calculations.

Characters are stored according to their ASCII codes.

Although he wasn't completely fixed in place when he transmigrated, Gao Jianguo had memorized this thing perfectly in his previous life.

As for data types other than characters, those are things that will be implemented in future loop guarding and language compilation.

The resolution of this television screen is approximately 3200 x 2400.

Gao Jianguo divided the screen into 25 rows and 40 columns, which is enough for now.

After all the characters have been processed once, the cursor moves to the next line.

"input#:_"

As soon as the input prompt that Gao Jianguo himself defined popped up, the "_" cursor after the colon started blinking.

As soon as the somewhat old-fashioned command-line interface was laid out, Gao Jianguo's tears truly flowed.

Six years! A full six years! Do you know how I've gotten through all these years?

I've already transmigrated into the one from my past life; I was struck by lightning and transmigrated here!

Turing, the computer maker, is in the bag. Even if von Neumann came, he couldn't stop him. That's what I'm saying!

As she poured out her tears, images began to race through her mind, including some of Nick Cheung's famous lines from her past life.

Gao Jianguo even felt like he had gone completely insane.

This was the first thing he had personally created since he came into this world that perfectly matched the ways of his previous world.

The first item is a product of advanced technology that accompanied him day and night in his previous life.

The first thing that made him truly feel that the world he had lived in in his previous life had actually existed.

Having had his fill of venting, Gao Jianguo slowly calmed down and began typing one finger at a time on the keyboard.

The keyboard clicked away, and the "_" cursor flew backward.

One by one, letters and numbers followed the cursor and lit up on the TV screen.

No, we should call it a monitor now.

"aabbcc1234567890"