Zhou Yan took a shower and changed into hotel pajamas.
He returned to the bedroom and saw Tang Tang, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling and sleeping soundly.
Zhou Yan smiled slightly. Although the little goblin said that he wanted to sleep in the bed with him, he still took the necessary precautions.
Zhou Yan walked over, took off the mobile phone attached to Tang Tang's little face and put it on the bedside table.
Only at this moment could Zhou Yan quietly look at this little willful and naughty beautiful girl.
Tang Tang was still sleeping soundly, so naturally she wouldn't notice Zhou Yan looking at her.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a faint smile on her baby-fat face, as if she was having a good dream. There were two shallow dimples on her lips and at the corners of her lips. At this time, she , extremely beautiful, Zhou Yan felt that the Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale was nothing more than that.
Stupid girl.
He said he wanted to sleep separately from him, so she probably didn't know even if he was sleeping on the bedside with her now.
Zhou Yan looked at his phone, it was half past eight.
Who can sleep at this point?
Especially when it is raining heavily outside the window.
Just watch QQ for a while.
Zhou Yan went directly to the other side of the bed and sat down, and started browsing QQ. He looked at Miss Shen's chat column, but there was no reply after that. He was probably coding.
It's not easy to disturb Zhou Yan. After all, writing a novel is an extremely focused thing, especially since Miss Shen is still the kind of little bastard who likes to chew words, so she must use more brains.
Zhou Yan looked at the chat bar again, and a khaki bear avatar was flashing.
At this time, as long as you send a message, your avatar will flash, which is similar to the PC version.
"Zhou Wan?"
Zhou Yan looked at the nickname next to the khaki bear's head that read "Hua Wu". It was Zhou Wan, the faculty member of the School of Science whom he had agreed to join before.
Apparently, he sent the message after agreeing to it.
Zhou Yan thought for a while and clicked directly.
Hua Wu: Hello, are you classmate Zhou Yan?
It was a very simple message. Zhou Yan thought about it and replied.
Mr. Zhou: Yes.
The chat bar showed that typing was in progress, and Zhou Yan waited for a moment.
Hua Wu: Hello, classmate Zhou Yan, I am Zhou Wan, a freshman teacher in the Department of Mathematics. I am responsible for admission reports and military training. Nice to meet you.
"It's quite official."
Zhou Yan smiled slightly, but he was not verbose.
Mr. Zhou: Senior sister, please send me your class number. The specific details are in the admission notice. I have already read it. By the way, I will report it tomorrow.
Hua Wu: Well, then I won’t disturb Zhou Yan’s rest anymore. This is a group account.
Zhou Wan attached a series of numbers.
Mr. Zhou: Thank you, Sister Zhou Wan. If you have any questions, I will ask you later.
Hua Wu: Okay, junior.
Zhou Yan didn't chat much with Zhou Wan.
He knew that Zhou Wan had to chat with the freshmen one by one, and he probably wouldn't have much impression on them. At this time, being more straightforward would leave a good impression on her.
He glanced at the group account sent by Zhou Wan, memorized it silently, and then exited the chat bar to search for and join the group.
At this time, QR codes have not been officially promoted, and everything must be manually searched for group numbers and added.
Soon, Zhou Yan entered a QQ group called "Counting Family".
"count."
Zhou Yan looked at the group of names and smiled slightly.
Counting counts, which is short for computational mathematics.
"what is your major?"
"I'm counting."
"Counting is also professional."
"Well, it's the counting major."
"Isn't it enough to count with hands?"
This is a joke, Zhou Yan's major is indeed relatively unpopular.
Zhou Yan remembers a class meeting where the counselor joked that students majoring in counting should work harder to stop the employment rate from being ranked last.
But later, the counting major and some computer majors merged to form the information and computing science major.
Zhou Yan had already graduated at that time, so naturally he didn't have to study mathematics as hard as a freshman, and he also had to take computer courses.
Of course, after the merger, the employment rate was no longer the lowest but the third lowest.
Ranked first and second are the other two majors in the Department of Mathematics, financial mathematics and applied mathematics.
Of course, Zhou Yan didn't care about this.
In this life, Zhou Yan does not intend to do any knowledge. With the foundation in his previous life, Zhou Yan is confident that even if he does not study at ordinary times, he can pass the exam by brushing up on the questions at the end of the semester. Even because he is familiar with the subject and the road, he has a good grade point Not too low either.
Zhou Yan remembered that Wei Shen was also a freshman in the Mathematics Department of Peking University at this time. However, as both were majoring in mathematics, he was on an unprecedented path, while he, Zhou Yan, was just building a bridge to cross the river, as long as it didn't get wet. .
Isn’t it profitable to have that time for research?
Zhou Yan sees university as an opportunity, a platform, a platform where he can showcase what he has learned in his previous life.
Entrepreneurship, a word that once had nothing to do with Zhou Yan's college career, has now become an opportunity that Zhou Yan must seize firmly.
If he seizes this opportunity, not to mention that he can really stand on the wind and become the luckiest 'pig', let alone end up like the previous life, it is just a trick.
In his previous life, he ran an Internet content company and was familiar with the various operating methods. Now, what he has to do is to make things that appeared later in his previous life appear in advance.
As he said, others cross the river by feeling for stones, but he can build bridges.
Because, go through it again.
"But, how to take this first step?"
Zhou Yan murmured to himself and frowned.
The cooperation with Lu Yuan allowed him to vaguely grasp something, but it was not very clear.
Zhou Yan stood up, walked to the only desk in the bedroom, and took out a piece of paper and a marker.
He began to write and draw on it.
He wrote down terms that were relatively new at the moment or even had never appeared before.
A full page was filled with scribbles and rewrites by Zhou Yan.
Until, he used a marker to circle the four words in the middle.
Then, he drew circles in several places on the side. Finally, he used a marker to connect all the circles together.
Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly became very sharp.
That look was exactly the same as in Zongheng Mall in his previous life. At this moment, it reappeared on the 18-year-old Zhou Yan.
He has found his way.
"Bike sharing."
Zhou Yan gently spit out four words.
If there is one thing in later generations, it is called the feast of capital plunder.
Then it must be shared bikes.
The years when shared bicycles appeared were known as the craziest years. Bicycle companies sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, harvesting leeks like crazy.
At that time, colorful shared bicycles parked haphazardly were always a major feature of the streets.
In the end, it even turned into a farce.
Countless shared bicycles are disposed of as scrap.
Countless bicycle companies have gone bankrupt because they were unable to repay their deposits.
There are even some weird companies that perform the operation of unlocking deposits by watching a certain amount of advertising videos, which is surprising.
In the end, this farce that should not have been a farce ended with the collapse of the giant bicycle company.
Even if Zhou Yan is unwilling to admit it, the shared bicycle market is created with money.
Those capital that catches wind and shadow is like a hungry wolf. When it sees a piece of bloody meat, it will swarm you. If you are not careful, you will become the meat in the mouth of others.
It is easy to register a shared bicycle company, but to operate a shared bicycle company and let it take a share of the national market environment, the original capital alone is tens of millions.
Among them, there is also a cycle of capital return. If you are not careful, the capital chain will collapse.
So this is why so many bicycle giants collapsed overnight, and countless shared bicycles were treated like garbage without anyone recycling them.
But Zhou Yan knew that what he wanted to do was not to seize some market with those headhunting companies and top capital.
But get out of this quagmire before it is completely filthy.
He wants to be the first mover and the first to escape.
Then, he will complete the so-called second step, using the huge capital he has accumulated, using his vision that is twelve years ahead of others, and using those new gadgets to engage in a real battle with those giants with rigid thinking in the old era. competition.
He can't play a money-burning war, but anyone can play tricks. There is no need for him to fight to the death with others in his weak position. His ultimate goal is just to return to his previous life, which he is very familiar with. And he is so confident that he can control everything on the battlefield.
"self-media."
Zhou Yan said a word.
This was the area he was best at in his previous life.
However, in this life, he not only wants to take advantage of the rules, but also becomes the one who makes the rules.
After Zhou Yan finished speaking, his eyes returned to calmness, and those clear black and white eyes returned to innocence.
He knew that at this time, he could sleep.
Outside the window, heavy rain poured down, and there were occasional thunder and lightning. Inside the house, Zhou Yan tore up the page bit by bit, and then took the pieces into the trash can very casually.
Zhou Yan opened his mouth and showed an innocent smile.
"Who knows what kind of tiger this heavy rain has awakened."
"No, what good is a tiger? If I want to do it, I have to be a dragon."
....
Hongcheng University, Student Union Office
Zhou Wan looked at the chat interface with Zhou Yan, pursed her lips and smiled, "A very neat junior."
"Xiao Zhou."
At the door of the office, an old man with somewhat pale temples knocked on the door.
"Vice Principal Li."
Zhou Wan stood up when she saw the person coming.
Vice Principal Li nodded and said, "Xiao Zhou, will the Student Union arrange student pick-up and drop-off services?"
Zhou Wan flipped through the documents in front of her and shook her head at Vice Principal Li: "It doesn't matter."
"I went back to school today and saw a bus with the Hongcheng Station sign parked in the university town. You can arrange for someone to take a look tomorrow. If we can negotiate, we can set up a special pick-up line for our school."
Vice Principal Li thought for a while and then said, "As for the money, don't worry, just report to the finance department."
Zhou Wan nodded and said, "Okay."
