Reinventing the Millennium

September in Luzhou passed quietly. A factory was sold and a company was about to be established, but it was not enough to cause any waves in such an inland provincial capital.

October 1st is the National Day "Golden Week" holiday.

Speaking of this Golden Week, everyone still feels that it is quite new, and some people are not sure how to welcome the long holiday. After all, it follows the "National Holidays and Anniversary Holidays" that was only introduced in 1999, and it is only the second year now.

At the University of Science and Technology of China, Wei Zhen, a sophomore who works part-time as a reporter for the "China University of Science and Technology" newspaper, came to the East Second Multimedia Classroom as scheduled.

"Hi, senior brother, it's so early." As soon as Wei Zhen walked in, she saw Zhou Xin, a junior who she had not interacted with much before. This time she was asked by a good friend to conduct a promotional interview with him.

"Wei Zhen, hello, hello, I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Zhou Xin, wearing a plaid shirt, stood up from his seat and greeted politely.

Wei Zhen smiled, skillfully took out a pen and notebook, and asked, "Shall we start the interview now?"

"Uh, there's another friend here, let's wait together." Zhou Xin was a little shy. He was not good at dealing with this kind of situation. He accidentally or accidentally called Mr. Fang this morning. He wanted to come even if he had nothing to do. have a look.

Wei Zhen said "Oh", observed the expression of this senior brother, and asked: "Brother, how many people are there in this Internet project you are working on?"

"There is Yu Hong, who majors in marketing, and Song Rong, who majors in the same major as me. They are both juniors, and..." Zhou Xing was about to say his boss's name when he saw the classroom door was pushed open again. He quickly stood up and waved. "Brother Fang, this way."

Wei Zhen also stood up and looked back at the man who just walked in. Well, the short stubble looks very energetic, the facial features look a bit delicate, the figure is quite well-proportioned, and the overall feeling is very comfortable.

"Hello, I am Wei Zhen from the "China Science and Technology Daily". I am a sophomore, majoring in statistics." Wei Zhen did not let Zhou Xin introduce herself and took the initiative to extend her right hand.

Fang Zhuo had a smile on his face and gently shook Wei Zhen's little hand: "I am Fang Zhuo, the upright Fang, the outstanding Zhuo, a professional in economic management."

Wei Zhen had no doubt that he was there, thinking that he was a scientific master in economic management.

The three people sat down again, Fang Zhuo and Zhou Xin side by side, and Wei Zhen sat facing Fang Zhuo.

"Has the interview started?" Fang Zhuo smiled gracefully.

Wei Zhen said quickly: "Not yet, I just arrived."

"Then I'll trouble you this time." Fang Zhuo nodded to the young reporter.

Wei Zhen said with a smile: "Brother Fang is too polite. It's not troublesome at all. The school newspaper also needs content. Well, Brother Fang, the first page of our newspaper is reserved for leaders and tutors. Originally it was reserved for you." There is a third page, but the contents of the second page were removed in the morning, so I will move it there for you."

Fang Zhuo naturally thanked him profusely.

Zhou Xin on the side suddenly felt that something was wrong. He seemed to have said "Sorry to trouble you" just now? Why didn't she respond and didn't mention the forum at all?

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Is it a scam?

Zhou Xin had experienced senior brother Yu Pu secretly causing trouble, and he couldn't help but have an extra layer of thoughts.

Everyone will grow.

After a while, he found that Wei Zhen's eyes fell on Mr. Fang's face from time to time.

Oh, the interview was very serious, maybe I misunderstood.

There should be no Yu Pu causing trouble this time.

Zhou Xin thought so.

"The registration network is a number source distribution system independently developed by us. Now it has been basically written. Zhou Xin and Song Rong, who are majoring in computer applications, can be said to have contributed most to the whole process." Fang Zhuo said eloquently.

Zhou Xin puffed up his chest proudly when he heard such praise.

Then, he discovered that the schoolgirl reporter was not looking at him.

She just asked seriously: "What role did Brother Fang play in this?"

Fang Zhuo smiled and waved his hand: "I'm not a computer major. At most, I just put forward some requirements and ideas, and played a small role."

Wei Zhen was deep in thought, lowered her head and wrote down a word with a swipe of her head--a ​​commanding position.

She continued to ask: "What specific role does this source distribution system play?"

"Save time, effort, and people." Fang Zhuo raised three fingers, "It will greatly optimize the pre-diagnosis process in the hospital. This is exactly the result that our computer major at the University of Science and Technology can achieve by actively responding to the call of the ministry to 'build informatization' .”

Wei Zhen's eyes lit up. She lowered her head for a long time this time and recorded the exact words she heard.

Zhou Xin next to him couldn't sit still. He twisted around and couldn't help complaining in his heart, but screw it, answering the call for 1,500 yuan is not enough.

"If I am a patient who wants to register, how should I use our system?" Wei Zhen asked a more specific question.

Fang Zhuo praised: "Wei Zhen, you really asked a good question. If you become a reporter in the future, you will definitely be a great reporter."

Wei Zhen wanted to be modest but couldn't do it under Fang Zhuo's direct gaze, so she had to smile the most tenderly.

"First, log in to the website and simply register with your ID number."

"The second step is to choose the time and doctor you want according to the hospital department. At this time, we will issue a four-digit number, which is your registration number."

"The third step is to go to the hospital and enter the four-digit number and your own password directly on the computer in the lobby, and you will get the registration paper."

"In the end, of course it's waiting for treatment."

Fang Zhuo tried his best to make the steps simple.

Wei Zhen imagined it for a moment and asked hesitantly: "Save time in queuing at the hospital?"

"Yes, you can arrange your time more reasonably, and we will also post information about visiting doctors." Fang Zhuo emphasized, "At the same time, this service that saves time, effort, and people is free."

"Ah? Why?" Wei Zhen was surprised.

"Registration is a public medical infrastructure. After many discussions..." Fang Zhuo said slowly but firmly, "In the end, we believe that there should be no charge."

Zhou Xin on the side glanced sideways, really "many times"...

"Then how do you maintain development?" Wei Zhen asked.

"Registration is a common need of patients. When the website develops to a certain scale and has a certain number of users, advertising fees and value-added service fees will support the operation of the website." Fang Zhuo talked eloquently without any hesitation.

Wei Zhen nodded and continued to ask questions she could think of.

Fang Zhuo almost didn't have to think and answered smoothly.

Zhou Xin sat next to him for a long time, and the interview finally came to an end until all the cold benches were warmed up.

Fang Zhuo sent Wei Zhen off with pleasantries and chatted a few more words at the door. Then, he called the technical director to go have lunch with him.

"The students at your USTC are quite enthusiastic." Fang Zhuo said with a smile.

Zhou Xin whispered mysteriously: "Brother Fang, I can see it."

"What?" Fang Zhuo was confused.

"You deliberately only mentioned the economics and management major, not the school, to make her think that you were also from the University of Science and Technology." Zhou Xin looked very understanding.

Fang Zhuo gave a thumbs up: "Awesome. Let's go eat, I'm starving. Be sure to leave a copy for me when the school newspaper comes out. I'll still use it."

Zhou Xin agreed and decided to ask Brother Fang for advice during the meal on how to be as calm as him in this interview.