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Text Chapter 179: Red Envelope Group

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    "My name is Sun Yao. I am 30 years old and major in electronics and information systems at Beijing Normal University. I have six years of experience in project development in the field of artificial intelligence. I look forward to joining your company's R&D team."

    "Are you from Shencheng?"

    "Yes, I went to university in the capital, and then I also worked in the capital."

    "How did you come here to apply for a job?"

    "The pressure in the capital city is too great. My income is not low, but it is not too high. It is already 30 years old, and it is still a burden to buy a house in the capital city. I have been debating whether to go back to my hometown.

    What's more, let me tell you the truth, I came here for your company.  I have watched "Mr. New Zombie", and I admire your achievements very much. I want to join a high-level team that can bring me improvement.  "

    "Our treatment is not comparable to that of the capital."

    "I believe in your company's strength and potential, and I also believe in my own strength and potential."

    Zhuang Zhou looked at the young man in front of him. He was well-dressed and well-spoken. He could see the traces of being in the capital's high-salary circle for many years. He was a standard elite talent.

    "Your conditions are very good, please go back and wait for the notice."

    "OK, thanks."

    Sun Yao left.

    "Next person!"

    The next person who came in was a girl in her early 20s, wearing glasses and speaking in a soft voice.

    "Hello teacher, my name is Qian Qian, 25 years old, graduated from Dalian University of Technology with a master's degree in artificial intelligence."

    "What do artificial intelligence majors learn?"

    "A lot, general education, mathematics and statistics, computers, cognition and neuroscience, AI ethics We started to subdivide fields in our junior year, and my subject is mainly used in face recognition."

    "That matches us quite well. Why didn't you go to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, or stay in Dalian?"

    "Because I think your company is the industry leader in this field, and there is no need to go elsewhere."

    "The salary is not high."

    "I can accept it!"

    Qian Qian is like a cute academic bully, she is a little nervous when speaking, and occasionally stumbles.

    "I have nothing to ask, please go back and wait for the notice."

    "Oh well."

    Qian Qian also left.

    Zhuang Zhou sat for a whole day and interviewed many people. When the last person left, he stretched his waist and felt quite tired.

    After this day, I have seen all types, but there is one thing in common: either my hometown is in the Northeast, or I study in the Northeast, and the schools are all upper middle school.

    There is no one whose hometown is in the capital, who studied at Tsinghua University, and then came to Shencheng to apply for a job.

    That's too fake.

    He took a stack of selected files and handed them to hr, who was surprised: "Mr. Zhuang, are there so many people recruiting?"

    "Um."

    "Yes, but"

    "I am very thirsty for talents, and I will notify them as soon as possible."

    "All right."

    hr flashed.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Qian Qian successfully changed jobs.

    She took the physical examination as quickly as possible, reported for duty, and ushered in her first day of work.

    Today, the company occupies two floors, and everything looks like a real high-tech enterprise.  She also saw a few guys who came to interview that day, including Sun Yao.

    Out of intuition, she felt they were of the same kind.

    Qian Qian was assigned to the development center of Miracle Software. There are some old employees in it, all of whom are real talents, and they are indeed engaged in development.

    Prior to this, no one knew what the technology of the Age of Miracles was, and what Tsui Hark saw was just a demonstration screen.

    At this moment, under the explanation of a senior, Qian Qian finally understood.

    "The boss had a company before and developed Miracle 1.0 and 2.0. Later, for some unknown reason, the company seemed to be disbanded, so he started this company again and brought the technology over.

    Our job is to continue to optimize on the basis of 2.0.  Specifically, such as expanding the performance material library, face recognition is more accurate, the effect is more realistic and delicate, face changing is more efficient, etc"

    "Is it Miracle 3.0?"

    "Yes."

    The so-called miracles 1.0, 2.0, and 3.0 were all fabricated by Zhuang Zhou.

    It's the almost obsolete technology he brought from the parallel world, just to make a name for himself.  On the premise of knowing the source code and algorithm, people in the real world can optimize it.

    In essence, this is still ai To change the face, there must be a substitute or prototype.

    The little Taoist in Zhuang Zhou's hands is another system, which creates people out of thin air, with advanced intelligence, and is also divided into virtual 1.0, 2.0, and 3.0.

    The little Taoist is the most advanced 3.0.

    The gap between Virtual 3.0 and Miracle 3.0 may be an exaggeration when it comes to abacus and calculator, but it is indeed very large.

    Of course the employees don't know, they only think of Miracle 3.0 as the best in the industry, and they are proud of their company.  Qian Qian also appropriately expressed amazement, and couldn't wait to join the research and development work.

    In particular, jobs that have access to Core Data.

    "I understand your feelings, but you have just joined the job, so let's start with the basics."

    "Well, please give me more pointers."

    Qian Qian was very humble, and asked: "How is the boss's personality? I'm afraid it's not good to make him angry when I'm new here."

    "Don't worry, the boss is the kindest."

    The senior talked about this, but there were many topics, and he sighed: "He spends most of the time in the capital every year, and he only comes back for a while during the Spring Festival.

    We all say that he is a pragmatic idealist.  "

    "What's the meaning?"

    "Look at his works, the standard redism, but he is very realistic and good at making money. It is very practical to work with such a boss, he has food and ideals.

    In short, if you work hard, you will not be treated badly.  "

    "Yeah, I will definitely work hard!"

    Qian Qian clenched her fists, cheering herself up, and she looked like a cute academic bully.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "What kind of person is Zhuang Zhou?"

    At about the same time, Zhang Jiazhen asked the same question in a certain club box in the capital.

    "Haven't you seen him several times?"

    Yang Tianbao replied carefully.

    "Not the same, I have my judgment, now I want to hear yours."

    "He is very passionate about film and television, very capable, and wants to make some ideal works. But he is not lofty, very sociable, realistic, and keen on making money."

    "Real? Be realistic!"

    Zhang Jiazhen nodded, and asked again: "Are there any shortcomings in character?"

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Yang Tianbao paused, is it a shortcoming for him to hook up with me?

    Of course it doesn't count, because I enjoy his hook-ups.

    Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Jiazhen also understood, smiled and said: "ok, ok, it's nothing, I just want to tell you that getting along with him is very important, at least for now.

    After all, there are some things that are not convenient for me to inquire about, but convenient for you.  "

    ""

    Yang Tianbao was not stupid, but he couldn't refuse, saying: "I understand, Mr. Zhang."

    Zhang Jiazhen left first. After thinking about it, she called Zhuang Zhou: "Hello? When are you coming back? You've been here for a few months"

    "Next week? I'll wait for you!"

    Shencheng, in the restaurant of the industrial park.

    Zhuang Zhou threw away his mobile phone, watched the employees cook and eat, and walked around. The newly recruited people had already integrated into the group excellently. Qian Qian even made a girlfriend, chatting and laughing.

    This is his latest pleasure - observation.

    He doesn't know which one has a problem, but it doesn't matter. Watching the performances in front of him, whether true or false, has a unique and secret evil taste.

    In the red envelope group, nine out of ten people are entrusted.

    The rest of the table has to be flipped.
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