Although I know that the laptop I have treasured for three or four years is just a piece of kit.
But when Li Xuanyu heard that it couldn't be repaired, she still felt a little regretful.
"Then please help me check whether the mechanical hard drive of the computer is good. The data in the computer is very important to me."
Dong Qianli nodded and said, "Okay!"
He was 90% sure that the mechanical hard drive was still good and could read data normally.
And this computer is not made of fruit, so you don’t have to worry about whether the chip is burned out.
Guozi's computers are very secure, but once the chip is damaged, even if the disk is good, it cannot be read.
After several operations, Dong Qianli successfully removed the mechanical hard drive.
I took out the data cable from the drawer and tested it.
As he expected, the mechanical hard drive was still good.
"New computer, I'll help you transfer data."
This mechanical hard drive is not a good thing. It took an hour to transfer data.
Li Xuanyu returned to the office holding the new computer and the corpse of the old laptop.
A colleague asked curiously:
"What's wrong with you?"
"Don't mention it, the computer is smoking."
At noon, when Mo Jingchun returned home, he smelled the fragrance as soon as he walked into the courtyard and even before entering the door.
The master is the master, and the food he cooks is more fragrant than the food he cooks.
In the restaurant, the little guy held a spoon in his mouth, rested his chin on his hands, and looked at the door blankly.
"Sister, why hasn't my brother come back yet?"
Zhou Yaling touched her belly and said helplessly:
"How about we both eat first? I'm hungry too."
Now Zhou Yaling is not only hungry, but also very tired.
The job of raising a baby is really not ordinary tiring.
Compared with raising a baby, Zhou Yaling feels that it is better to go to class and go to work.
At least, I'm just tired from going to work and going to class.
The little guy touched his belly and pouted.
"It's better to wait for brother."
Hearing this, Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes at the little guy.
Brother, my love for you is really not in vain. My stomach is growling with hunger, and I still want to wait for my brother to come back together before eating.
The little guy tugged on the sleeve of his down jacket, revealing the smart watch on his hand.
"Zero, where is my brother?"
Zhou Yaling watched the little guy shouting Zero. Even though it had been so long, she was still very curious about the artificial retardation mentioned by this old man.
Why does my brother always say that Zero is artificially retarded?
After observing for such a long time, she felt that Zero was very smart!
Compared with those artificial intelligences on the market, I don’t know how smart it is.
"We're at the door."
The little guy and Zhou Yaling subconsciously looked towards the door.
The next second, "I'm back."
Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.
As soon as Mo Jingchun entered the door, he looked towards the restaurant.
"Hey, is the food ready?"
Zhou Yaling looked at her brother with a resentful look and said:
"If you don't come back, we will both starve to death."
Mo Jingchun said with a smile while changing his shoes:
"Why don't you eat first when you're hungry?"
"Just leave a bite for me."
Hearing this, Zhou Yaling said with a jealous look on her face:
"Your little baby must wait until you come back before eating."
"I obviously cooked the rice."
After listening to Zhou Yaling's words, the smile on Mo Jingchun's face became even brighter.
The little guy also laughed out loud
Mo Jingchun gently scratched the little guy's nose and said with a smile:
"Eat quickly, don't starve your stomach."
"Yeah~" The little guy nodded vigorously.
Zhou Yaling on the side curled her lips, she was also starving, why didn't she hear a word of concern.
Sure enough, the feelings still faded away.
I'd better bury it if I find a chance in the future.
"Brother, Guoer wants to eat the steamed eggs with minced meat made by my sister."
"Okay~"
The little guy is more conscientious and knows that the food is cooked by his sister.
In the canteen of the Candy Technology Park, everyone eating was basically talking about the same topic.
I don’t know who started spreading the news, but the company established a charity organization.
At first, I didn’t know whether it was true or false, but in the morning, I was sure.
People from the President's Office transferred some personnel from several departments to join the company's charity organizations.
It is said that there are two in finance alone.
"What do you think the company is doing by setting up a charity?"
"What else could it be for? It's just reputation and tax breaks."
Companies can pay part of their income to the state as taxes, and secondarily donate it to charity as social donations.
In this way, instead of paying taxes to the state and letting them decide how much to spend, they should use part of their income as social feedback and directly use it for public welfare or welfare undertakings.
In this way, the public welfare brand is created, and the company's characteristic brand can increase the public welfare value, enhance affinity, and attract consumers. The company can not only increase its visibility and social influence, but also gain a good reputation.
"You are all wrong."
"I heard from my buddy that the boss directly allocated 100 million to the newly established charity foundation. And the company's various taxes will be paid as normal."
"Really or not? Then why did the boss set up the charity foundation?"
"Who knows, we are not at that height, so naturally we cannot guess what the senior leaders are thinking."
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
Hana, who finally came out of the poverty-stricken mountains, kept thinking while eating.
After a long moment, Hana smiled, her eyes filled with light.
I finished the food on the plate quickly, cleanly and without any waste.
Hana did not go to the dormitory to take a nap as usual, but went directly back to the office.
Sitting in front of the computer, Hana took a deep breath, opened OA and started writing an email.
Mo Jingchun, who had taken a nap until two in the afternoon, was woken up by Ling, and he subconsciously touched the other side of the bed.
The next second, he patted his forehead.
"Hey, Guo'er and Zhou Yaling are upstairs. How could I forget about them?"
I picked up my phone and saw a bunch of messages in the message center right after I fell asleep.
Um?
Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows.
Who is this person and how can I send him an email on OA?
Could it be that the person in the management had a problem, and the employee below wrote the report letter?
"Dear leader, hello."
“I am an inconspicuous employee in the company.
After learning that you established a charitable foundation, I wanted to fight for my hometown and the children who are hungry for knowledge.
…………
I'm sorry to bother you, but I still want to fight for those younger brothers and sisters who have struggled all the way to this day!
Your employee: Hana"
After reading the entire email, Mo Jingchun murmured to himself:
"The Yi people."
That place was notoriously poor.
In addition to the geographical location and transportation reasons, the more important reason is the lack of education and concepts.
If there is no policy, a group of children in that place may not be able to complete high school studies.
"It's almost Chinese New Year!"
Mo Jingchun smiled, "Then... go there."
"But before that, we have to get to know this land well."
