Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 9 Delete your account and start over

Chen Mo discovered that the assistant in charge of recording the video who had just passed by seemed to have been scolded by his boss and could not even raise his head.

It seems that people swallow their anger and accept everything, and the higher the official, the more powerful he is.

Chen Mo sighed, it’s not easy to be a worker.

By the time Wang Defa and his team went in for the meeting, the technical problems here had been basically resolved, and Chen Mo was ready to call it a day and leave.

Over the past year, as colleagues, he wanted to help in any way he could, whether it was solving a problem or awakening awareness, hoping to change the status quo, even if it was just a little bit.

Chen Mo walked towards his workstation, with a little tail following behind him.

Qi Mengmeng followed closely behind, looking at the master's back, holding a bunch of snacks and drinks that everyone had just given to the master.

My mind is still recalling the scene of Master being the center of everyone’s attention just now. It was as if there was light on his body, just like a god!
She almost couldn't recognize herself. Was this the legendary accumulation of strength leading to a sudden success?

Returning to his workstation, Chen Mo saw Qi Mengmeng staring at the snacks and drinks on his desk.
"I just talked about defensive programming. I'll ask you a few questions. For every correct answer, you can pick one."

Bling Bling
Qi Mengmeng's eyes lit up, there were quite a few of her favorite foods here, including the delicious strawberry-flavored Nutri-Express.

For the glory of the food, Qi Mengmeng rolled up her sleeves, ready to go.

A few minutes later,

The snacks on the table remained untouched, and the two of them stared at each other in silence.

He has released so much water that it becomes a sea, so it will be fine even if it is just for one person.

Chen Mo looked at Qi Mengmeng's drooping little face speechlessly. He felt like he was hit by Garen's Q with Whisper, and his heart was a little unstable.

If even delicious food can't save Qi Mengmeng, then there's a high probability that she's beyond help.

Chen Mo wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Mengmeng, why don't you delete your account and start over!"

"Delete the account and start over?"

Looking at this cute and silly but somewhat unintelligent apprentice,

Chen Mo sighed, hey ~ if you can save as many as you can, then save one.

In fact, the IT industry looks glamorous on the surface.

High-quality work content, decent working environment, high salary, excellent benefits
However, people often overlook the extremely high intensity of their work, including frequent staying up late to work overtime, going online in the early morning, being on call 24 hours a day, and completing work within a time limit.

IT practitioners often overuse their brains and have irregular eating and sleeping habits. As their working years increase, they will experience receding hairlines, gray hair, hair loss, and other phenomena. From time to time, you will hear news about the emergency number 120 being called at the entrance of a certain building.
The famous quote from the movie Ultraman, "I've become balder and stronger," also applies to programmers.

The level of a programmer can be judged by the amount of hair he has. This is not a joke and it still has some reference value.

It is the programmer’s responsibility to restore the glory of the hair transplant industry!

There are so many things a girl can do wrong, why not learn programming? Even if she is naturally beautiful, she will become a haggard woman in a few years.

Chen Mo once saw a female colleague who was pregnant for ten months, with a big belly, wearing a radiation-proof apron, working overtime with him to debug code and solve bugs. She was still working overtime at work the day before giving birth, and then went directly to the hospital. Fortunately, both mother and child were safe in the end. What's even more bizarre is that the company actually praised this incident as a model and called on all employees to learn from it.
It was simply outrageous that my mother opened the door for outrageous family.

"What I mean is that you might as well change your track and direction. Don't you love art and like painting? Why not combine your hobby with work? The IT industry also has positions suitable for people with artistic skills, such as art designers, artists, illustrators, etc.

You can think about it, when your hobby can also bring you a certain amount of financial income, it is such a happy thing. "

Chen Mo began to brainwash her earnestly.

"After all, we are a master and disciple. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Today, I am your father... No, I have something to say from the bottom of my heart. I hope you can hear it from the heart."

Hearing the master's last words that sounded like a last wish for his son, Qi Mengmeng quickly turned around, put her hands on her knees, leaned forward, pursed her lips, and looked very lost.

Beijing is a city where people can’t feel the spring and autumn. The temperature in April has already made people feel the arrival of summer, especially indoors, where most people don’t wear much.

Chen Mo looked down and saw Chunshan, just like being flashed by high beams on the highway. He coughed, quickly looked away, and said straight to the point,

“Do you like programming?”

He shook his head without any hesitation.

"So why do you do this job?"

"Make money. Make a lot of money."

“Make money and then what?”

Qi Mengmeng counted on her fingers, obviously having thought about this question before, with a light in her eyes, "Give flowers to mom and dad, travel around the world and draw all the beautiful scenery and people, oh, and more, I want to buy a lot of delicious food, especially to have strawberries and cherries as much as I want, and eat all the delicacies in the world."

After hearing the answer, Chen Mo brought the topic back to the topic, "Let me summarize, programming is just a tool for you to make a living, and you don't really like doing this job at all."

The chicks peck at the rice.

"You have been interning at this company for two or three months. I have seen your performance as a programmer. To be honest, it is very poor!
It's not that you don't work hard, but if you want to make progress in programming, talent is still very important. With your earthly spiritual roots, you really haven't reached the level of programming yet."

Seeing Qi Mengmeng's expression darken and tears well up in her eyes, Chen Mo still hardened his heart. After all, good medicine tastes bitter.

In her previous life, Qi Mengmeng had always struggled with programming and was stuck in the quagmire. One time when Chen Mo was having a meal and drinking, he heard from his former colleagues that Qi Mengmeng later changed her career and became an art designer, but it was too late.

A few years later, when he was watching a live broadcast, he accidentally discovered that Qi Mengmeng had switched careers and became a painting anchor, for which he anonymously gave her some gifts.

Now it's still possible.
Qi Mengmeng recalled that her experience of writing code was as bumpy as her journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, and she felt that what the master said made sense.

She asked curiously, "Master, do you like programming and code?"

Chen Mo thought about this question for a while before answering, "Of course I didn't like it at first, I just saw it as a tool to make money, but later I gradually liked it. I enjoy the great fear and sense of accomplishment in the process of discovering and solving problems, and the final function realization can contribute a certain value.

So even if I did something else later, I still didn't let go of code and technology.
But now my thoughts have changed, perhaps I have awakened. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility and the greater the ambition. I want to change something, but I haven’t thought it through clearly yet.

Men are afraid of choosing the wrong career, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. In life, sometimes choices are more important than hard work. Once you choose the wrong direction, the harder you work, the more powerless you become.

(End of this chapter)