011 Internet access without a license(1/2)
Stepping out of the door,
Hong Sheng could vaguely hear the sound of his parents' arguments, and could only smile bitterly.
I have been an old couple for the rest of my life.
The problem of loving arguments when I was young has been lost.
I could only sigh in my heart.
"In order for the old Hong family to stop running away from this city, maybe there are some things that can only be borne by themselves."
Perhaps because of the influence of Hong Dajun, he always felt that his family was extremely depressed.
Although his mother Lin Aizhen is born with a happy life,
But the business in the company is not improving at the moment.
The sad face on his face could not be concealed.
But Hong Sheng also knows very well.
This is the pain that Hong Dajun must experience on the road to becoming rich, and it is difficult for others to experience these things instead of him.
After all, there has never been any good thing about pie falling from the sky.
The most important thing now,
On the contrary, when will Hong Dajun be able to think about it and withdraw from the unknown vortex in time.
In contemplation,
Hong Sheng has left the community.
Although the economy is in a downturn,
But the streets of Shencheng are still very lively.
After all, it is the leading economic center in China. This economic crisis that will surely be rewritten in history may not be an opportunity for Shencheng to transform.
I walked around the pedestrian street outside the community.
Hong Sheng found an Internet cafe at the corner of the street.
Compared with the black Internet cafes outside Jiangshi’s campus, the Internet cafes in Shencheng are indeed more than one level.
There is a very eye-catching billboard hanging outside.
It says "Blue Ocean Internet Cafe".
Flashing words can easily make people feel the urge to go in and take a look.
Hong Sheng knew that there was a middle school not far from this street. I guess the boss also followed the legal bottom line and opened the Internet cafe in this place not far from the school.
Hong Sheng opened the curtain and went in with a familiarity.
Sitting behind the bar was a young boss wearing black-framed glasses. When he saw Hong Sheng coming in, he raised his eyelids and said nothing.
Hong Sheng directly handed over a 20-piece banknote.
"Boss, are there any spaces?"
Internet cafes were still very popular in 2008, especially during holidays, and you have to queue up to find an empty seat.
No more than ten years later.
Not to mention that every college student has a notebook,
It's a middle school student,
Who doesn't have a smart phone in his pocket?
This directly leads to the near extinction of Internet cafes.
"Have you brought your ID card?"
It's okay if the boss doesn't speak,
As soon as he opened his mouth, Hong Sheng took out his pocket, and he really forgot that he had to bring his ID card to the Internet cafe these days.
In the past, when I was in middle school, Hong Sheng was a standard netizen who stepped on the age line of minors, but small places were not strictly supervised. In order to make money, the boss was commonplace to play the edge ball, and checking his ID card was almost a decoration.
When the public security department checked the accounts, the records were almost filled with ID numbers that were registered from unknown places.
Frown,
Hong Sheng didn't expect that he had forgotten the code of his ID card when he was thinking about surfing the Internet.
However, when he looked up at the lobby inside, he clearly saw several students wearing middle school uniforms having fun inside.
He immediately glanced at the boss.
"Boss, if you really need to check your ID card one by one, you can only pay the rent in this Internet cafe! I'm not as good as those?"
He whined toward those middle schools.
The boss probably knows what Hong Sheng means.
But what Hong Sheng said is the truth.
He laughed and said nothing.
I knocked on it a few times, took a network card and swiped it on the card swiper, and closed my eyes and pretended not to see it.
Can't get along with money,
That's a fool.
"The boot password is 5851, you can find the empty space yourself."
Take the card,
Hong Sheng walked inside and picked a place far away from the bathroom.
The environment of the Internet cafe in Shencheng is much better than that of Jiangshi, but because of the complicated personnel entering and exiting, the smell in the hall is indeed not very pleasant.
The smoke smell is very strong,
You can't stay near the bathroom.
The machines in Internet cafes are also 50% new, and they are probably second-hand goods that were eliminated from somewhere.
These days,
The bosses who run Internet cafes are all talented and do not lack channels. Unless they are suckers or strong, basically few people will give Internet cafes a brand new machine.
The young boys who surf the Internet are fighting in the game, but who can care that the computer belongs to someone else's house, and it is not ruthless when they hit it.
The ears were filled with the crackling sound of the keyboard being knocked.
Find a seat and sit down.
Hong Sheng opens the machine and enters the boot password to enter the interface.
I boarded Feixin and QQ in a familiar way. As soon as I opened it, several messages popped up.
I saw the sentence "Happy National Day!" from Ren Xin sent me, "Happy National Day!"
Hong Sheng curled his lips.
"There is no new idea, so I miss you too!"
Girls are just thin-skinned.
Thinking about it,
I replied to Ren Xin.
"The National Day is very happy, if you miss me, you'll be happier!"
Close the dialog box,
Hong Sheng immediately plugged in the USB flash drive and started sorting out the documents that had been processed in the morning.
Because it was the first time to submit the article,
Hong Sheng didn't know what the result would be.
Of course, I would not foolishly throw all the manuscripts over in one breath and intercept the beginning part, about one-tenth of the content of the whole manuscript.
Hong Sheng carefully pondered the words inside.
After all, he graduated from the Chinese department in his previous life, and he has been in a related industry for more than ten years. Hong Sheng is still very confident in his basic skills.
"Brother, what are you writing about? Novels are not like novels, and prose is not like prose, but your story is quite interesting."
The Internet cafe owner stood behind Hong Sheng at some point and stared at the manuscript on the screen for a long time.
Finally, I couldn't help asking.
"You can see clearly?"
Hong Sheng was a little surprised.
What he wrote was indeed neither novel nor prose, but a story structure written in standard script format.
To be continued...