Black Technology

"Manager Wang, we Huaxia people believe in shopping around when doing business. Whether buying or selling, having a couple more options is never a bad thing, right?" Guo Yuan said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiu thought, Just as I suspected. Other companies have already approached them. Judging by the way this kid is acting, their offer probably isn't low.

Since someone else had raised the price, Wang Qiu knew they would not reach a conclusion today. He also needed to communicate more with the Island Nation side and see how to handle this.

With that in mind, Manager Wang smiled and said, "Mr. Guo, since you don't enjoy opera, let's arrange another place to talk next time. I was inconsiderate today in choosing a place like this. I hope Mr. Guo won't take offense."

"You're joking, Manager Wang. You're a senior in the industry. It's an honor that you invited me. I don't care where we meet."

The smile on Manager Wang's face stiffened. This kid had just been taking veiled shots at him! And now he was putting on such an innocent expression. He really was thick-skinned!

Guo Yuan was then escorted downstairs by Wang Qiu's secretary. It seemed Wang Qiu had no intention of sending a car to take him back.

Guo Yuan did not mind. He casually hailed a taxi and went home.

"Xiao Su, what do you think of that young man?" Manager Wang asked, reclining in his lounge chair.

"He seems rough, but he's actually meticulous. He looks like he doesn't understand anything, but in reality, he sees everything clearly. He won't be easy to deal with."

"Young people these days really are something."

"Manager Wang, I think we can—"

"Enough! I know what to do." Manager Wang interrupted Xiao Su, then beckoned to her.

A trace of disgust flashed through Xiao Su's eyes, but her face showed a shy smile, as though she wanted to refuse but welcomed it all the same.

When there was work, the secretary did it. When there was no work, he did the secretary. Who said an opera house could not be a brothel?

Guo Yuan, sitting in the taxi, was stunned when he heard the narrator's voice. Then Secretary Su's image involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

It was such a pity that someone as broad-minded as her had gone to Wang Qiu.

After returning home, Guo Yuan briefly summarized his meeting with Wang Qiu and emailed it to Lawyer Hu.

Lawyer Hu quickly replied, praising Guo Yuan for handling the situation appropriately.

Guo Yuan smiled and did not reply again.

He turned on his computer and resumed his work as a code monkey.

Before he knew it, night had fallen. Guo Yuan stretched, picked up his phone, and ordered takeout.

"Beep beep~" Just as Guo Yuan was about to put down his phone, a QQ notification sounded.

He opened it and found a private message from a guy in the job-taking group.

The guy's ID was a little strange. It was Gouzi.

Gouzi: Boss, are you there? Emergency!

Guo Yuan had met this guy while browsing Tieba. Back then, Guo Yuan had wanted to build a computer for coding, so he had spent some time browsing the Tualatin Bar.

This guy had been very active in the forum. Guo Yuan had been a complete computer novice at the time and asked him a few questions. Over time, the two became familiar and added each other on QQ.

Later, Guo Yuan accidentally revealed that he was building the computer to code, so the guy assumed Guo Yuan was a newly minted code monkey like himself. He pulled Guo Yuan into that job-taking group.

Yet in just half a year, Guo Yuan had risen above the many newbies and become one of the group's top technical experts. The guy who had brought him in had also latched onto a big shot, often coming to ask him for advice.

However, he had not come to ask much over the past two months. If he had not suddenly sent a private message today, Guo Yuan would have nearly forgotten about him.

Fengming (Guo Yuan's online name): What trouble have you run into this time, Gouzi?

Gouzi: Boss, this time it's not about coding. Something has gone wrong with our company.

Fengming: Tell me more.

Gouzi: Image

Gouzi: Image

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After looking at the images and listening to the voice message, Guo Yuan basically understood what had happened.

It turned out that right after graduating, Gouzi had joined a startup founded by a rich second-generation heir. And this company was actually developing a smart engine.

A smart engine sounded like a promising project, because whether now or in the future, movies and games would always be highly profitable industries.

Moreover, because developing smart engines required massive investment, major game companies and film production companies generally did not develop new game engines themselves. Instead, they preferred using existing third-party engines to create their own games, resulting in a huge engine licensing market.

The problem was that mainstream smart engines had already established complete ecosystems. It was very difficult for new smart engines to gain traction, causing more and more people to give up on developing them.

The market had already been monopolized. Unless a newly developed smart engine was far superior to the existing products on the market, there was no point in making one at all. It would only waste money.

On top of that, unlike application software and games, smart engines were highly functional editing programs that only professionals in related industries would use, further reducing the profits from developing them.

To put it bluntly, in the current environment, anyone who touched smart engines was doomed.

For this rich second-generation heir to dare invest in developing a smart engine, no amount of money would be enough to burn!

And that was indeed the case. The rich heir had poured in fifty million, but the smart engine still was not finished. The basic framework had been completed, but they simply could not solve the core algorithm.

At this stage, their algorithm performed even worse in a smart engine than the UE5 already on the market. Why would anyone use their smart engine?

The rich heir had become somewhat disheartened as well. He was a gaming enthusiast himself and had believed smart engines had good prospects, which was why he started the company. Now that he had lost fifty million, it was time to wake up.

So the rich heir made a decision: they would hold on for one more month. If they could develop a better core algorithm and make their smart engine outperform UE5, the company would continue. If not, they would declare bankruptcy.

Although it was a startup, the company offered pretty good benefits and pay. Even someone like Gouzi, who had only graduated a year ago, could earn around ten thousand yuan a month. He did not want to lose this job, which was why he had sought help everywhere.

Gouzi's company had developed an excellent intelligent engine. Its framework ran very smoothly, but it lacked a segment of core code. That code required highly advanced artificial intelligence, and at your current level, you were unable to help.

After Gouzi lost this job, however, he did not give up on developing the intelligent engine. Eleven years later, Gouzi finally completed the core code and used it to create an intelligent engine that was at least twenty years ahead of its time.

The code was as follows.

After reading the narrator's prompt, Guo Yuan was dumbfounded. It could directly provide code from the future?

Guo Yuan's mind immediately began to race. The narrator had just said this was a groundbreaking intelligent engine. If he could get his hands on it, wouldn't he soar straight to the top?

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