Rebuild 2005

Chapter 305 [304] Jiang Qinghuai's questioning

Today's Musk is far from the influence of later generations, but he is already a little famous,

In 2002, Musk founded Space X; in 2005, Musk invested 630 million US dollars and became the chairman of Tesla. Together with the earliest Paypal company, it can be said that this person’s career structure has been completed. Just waiting for the power accumulation to soar into the sky.

Naturally, Wang Qinggen didn't know what kind of brilliant career this boss had after he was forced to commit suicide, but even today's Musk is an existence he wants to rely on, and he would never dare to disobey him.

Musk didn't know if he heard Wang Qinggen's greeting, but he didn't respond or make any movement. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and finished drinking coffee leisurely before turning around.

"Wang..."

Wang Qinggen has an English name, but for some reason, Musk rarely yells. He glanced at Wang Qinggen and finally spoke, "I gave you a vacation, and you also promised me that you would complete the task on time."

"Yes..." Wang Qinggen agreed in a low voice.

Musk didn't realize it, and walked to the desk with an empty coffee cup, then sat down, and carefully put the coffee cup on the table, as if he was afraid that a little rough action would damage the exquisite coffee cup.

The cup was placed on the table, and he picked up a few documents on the table. In the process, his expression quickly changed from leisurely to angry, and he threw the documents on Wang Qinggen's face forcefully, his tone full of stern fury:
"That's the promise you gave me? Are you working with your ass?
"How long has it been? Where is the project progress?

"The company is not spending so much dollars a day to support you on a transoceanic plane to visit relatives..."

Wang Qinggen listened with his head down, a fire was burning in his heart, and he really wanted to say that there was no way to complete the project in such a short period of time. Holidays are also annual leave in line with company regulations.

However, these words only surged in his mind, and it was difficult to break through the blockade and suppression of reason.

He knows the consequences of contradicting his boss. He doesn't want to and can't be kicked out, otherwise the bank loan will not be repaid, the villa will be taken away by the bank, and his wife and children will be homeless.

As the most important layer of halo on him, the identity of Paypal's chief software engineer is also very important to him, otherwise those who praise him in China will definitely blame him, and the company will naturally Throw the blame on him...

"If I don't see significant progress next week, give your office to someone else!"

In a trance, Wang Qinggen picked up the document and read it as usual, and made a promise, and then returned to his office to continue to make up the progress of the project.

He is usually very efficient at work, but today he was inexplicably absent-minded. He made two very low-level mistakes, and the memory of the young man who had not completely lost his student spirit in the land of his homeland two days ago involuntarily flashed across his mind. discourse.

The anger that surged up in his heart after being insulted just now rose again, and he had the urge to turn around and walk to the boss's office immediately, and throw the resignation letter in the other's face.

The urge was so strong that he could hardly bear to act, but it was just a thought.

The day's work was long and short. After get off work, he called his wife as he did many times in the past, and stayed in the company to continue working overtime.

"Do you want to quit?"

In the middle of the night, Wang Wenyue cooked a bowl of noodles for her husband who came back from overtime work, looked at his exhausted expression, and whispered with distress, "The salary in China is higher than when you were the highest here...why do you still work here for others? It's all about making money anyway..."

Wang Qinggen snorted and ate the noodles, but didn't speak.

Wang Wenyue continued: "It's really not possible. You can go back alone. The two children are still young. If you go back all at once, I'm afraid they won't be able to adapt... This way, if there is any accident when you go back, there will be a buffer...Anyway, if you agree, you can go first." Give money."

Wang Qinggen sighed and said, "I'll think about it again."

The next day, he still came to the company early, and he was secretly relieved that the boss didn't ask him to go to the office again.

On the third day, the boss still didn't ask him to go to the office. Wang Qinggen felt much more relaxed and his work efficiency improved.

Then, shortly after he had the idea, Musk called him into the office again.

"What's the progress?"

"What do you do every day?"

"If you can't even think with your ass, you can give up your chair to someone else... People who want this seat can go downstairs from my office!"

Wang Qinggen listened to all the angry criticism and insults in silence as usual, made a promise, and then left the office.

After get off work, colleagues left one after another, someone greeted him, and he stayed to "work overtime" as usual.

The difference is that this time he has only one mission.

Write a resignation letter!

After writing the letter of resignation, he packed up some of his things and took them down. He sat in the car as usual, feeling relaxed.

After the car left the urban area, he remembered that he should make a phone call, so he dialed Wei Qingfan's phone number.

"Hello, Uncle Wang?"

Wei Qingfan's voice came from the phone very quickly, and the volume was very low. Wang Qinggen immediately realized that the other party might be in class. It was morning in China at this time, so he asked apologetically, "Are you in class?"

"It's okay, you said."

Wei Qingfan was indeed in class, but compared to Wang Qinggen, it was undoubtedly not important.

"Then let me make a long story short. I promised to resign tomorrow and return home as soon as possible."

"Okay, then I'll call you back after class."

"it is good."

Wang Qinggen didn't talk nonsense, agreed, and then hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

Thousands of miles away, Wei Qingfan hung up the phone with an involuntary smile on his face.

With Wang Qinggen joining, Tang Tingyue will have more confidence in negotiating with Tang Tingyue, because now Tang Tingyue has become a spare tire, but he just doesn't like his high-quality spare tire.

Although it is not normal to answer the phone in the university class, it is quite common, so from the teacher to the classmates next to him, not many people paid much attention to it. Only Jiang Qinghuai glanced secretly, probably suspecting that it was a call from the "part-time job".

She only had two-thirds of her salary last month, but she still had a full one thousand two thousand, and what she had to do was just tinker with the little game of "Stupid Birds Fly First", so simple that she even cared about the money disturbed.

As for "simple", it's not that the tasks assigned by others are simple, but that there are many things that she can't solve, and of course Wei Qingfan can't solve them either.

Then the two of them have nothing else to do...

According to Wei Qingfan, when there were such problems in the past, it was always to find the person in charge, but now the original person in charge has resigned, and the new person in charge has not yet arrived, so I have to feel wronged and wait.

"Anyway, it's not our fault, just give the money..."

He could see it openly, seeing that Jiang Qinghuai was a little uneasy, and said: "It's really not possible, we can play more and find bugs, this can be considered as a test for them..."

Jiang Qinghuai couldn't laugh or cry, but what Wei Qingfan said was true. In the case of insufficient ability, playing more games to find bugs seemed to be the only thing they could do.

However, she still felt that this was not good, and this game was too much torment for herself, so she went to the teacher for advice and tried to do this weird little game well.

Now she suspected that Wei Qingfan had received a call from another company, and guessed that a new person in charge might have arrived, so she breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little bit reluctant and uneasy.

The days of fishing were coming to an end, and only then did I realize how much fun it was... And I was a part-timer who was approved by the person in charge before leaving, so I don't know if it counts...

After the second class, the students left the classroom one after another with books or bags on their backs, and went to the classroom of the next class.

They wanted to change the teaching building, so they went downstairs in small groups. Wei Qingfan was listening to Li Yuchen bragging about Nortel's girlfriend, when Xu Zhixiang suddenly asked Li Yuchen, "Hey! Hey! Stop... Come, let's see each other, you just talk, and no matter how beautiful you are, is Jiang Qinghuai more beautiful?"

"That's for sure..."

Li Yuchen spoke halfway, seeing everyone turning their heads strangely, their voices dragging a roller coaster-like tone, and seeing Jiang Qinghuai approaching, he hurriedly put on a smile and said, "I'm sure not! Qinghuai is from our school." School belle!"

"roll!"

Jiang Qinghuai rolled his eyes angrily, then walked up to Wei Qingfan, "I'm talking to Wei Qingfan!"

Wang Jing said: "If someone has a girlfriend, don't you avoid suspicion?"

Jiang Qinghuai glared at him again, Wang Jing and Xu Zhixiang coaxed and walked away tactfully.

Wei Qingfan was a little strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Qinghuai asked in a low voice: "Where is the part-time studio where you answer the phone in class?"

"Uh……"

Wei Qingfan thought for a while and said, "Forget it."

This little game must be under the name of the company, and Wang Qinggen is going to work in the company, so there is nothing wrong with it.

"What is counting?"

Jiang Qinghuai gave him a disgusted look, and asked in a low voice, "How should I say it?"

Wei Qingfan thought about it again, and said: "The new person in charge is still not determined, and then they let us continue to play and find bugs, but only limited to people we know, and we are not allowed to disclose the installation package and data."

Jiang Qinghuai's eyes widened, "No more?"

"Gone."

"What about the salary?"

"It's the same as before..."

Jiang Qinghuai's clear and pure face suddenly wrinkled, with a complicated expression, mixed with joy and suspicion, and asked in a low voice, "Is this studio going to close down?"

Wei Qingfan laughed and said, "Why do you say that?"

"Is it still possible to close down like this?"

Jiang Qinghuai looked skeptical about life, "I've never seen such an outrageous company...the studio is the same, isn't this the same as letting us both get money for nothing?"

Wei Qingfan doesn't like to hear these words, what do you mean we both get money for nothing?It's obvious that you are the only one who takes the money for nothing, okay?I'm the one who pays!
He retorted: "What you said, people are so rich, how can they go bankrupt casually?"

Jiang Qinghuai thought for a while, and felt that it made sense, Wei Qingfan said again: "Perhaps they value us both, spend money to support us, and plan to let us go to work with them after graduation... The new project is probably coming soon. gone."

"Just like us, isn't there a lot of them in the school?"

Jiang Qinghuai pursed his lips, knowing this clearly. Although their grades are good, they are not the kind of computer geniuses who randomly win prizes in universities, and the gap is not usually large.

"Isn't it enough for people to give me money?"

Wei Qingfan persuaded, "If you can do it, you can improve this little game, especially the data setting. I think it's a bit simple now, and you can increase the difficulty."

"Easy?"

Jiang Qinghuai's eyes widened, "Xiuxiu is so angry that she doesn't want to play anymore...she is the only one in our dormitory who likes to play."

Wei Qingfan smiled and said: "It's okay, I will add an online ranking function later, and I can check the scores of my friends, she will love to play."

Jiang Qinghuai was stunned, and looked at him in surprise, "This method is very good...you came up with it?"

"Do I have that ability?"

Wei Qingfan rolled his eyes, "The studio originally had this plan, but it's just not in a hurry to do it now, after all, there are no players."

"Oh."

Jiang Qinghuai responded, turned to look at him, did not speak any more, quietly beside him, walked side by side to the teaching building, a sweet and disobedient smile sneaked out from the corners of his pursed lips.

Wei Qingfan coughed, breaking the beautiful picture of ordinary campus life, and said, "Go back to the classroom first, I have to make a phone call."

The smile at the corner of Jiang Qinghuai's mouth froze for a moment, a little annoyed, his clear eyes stared at him, and his tone involuntarily revealed some fierce questioning and coquettish meaning: "With whom?"

(End of this chapter)