Zhou Haiyang, who has just been in Hospital 203 for less than a week, has not yet been assigned his own desk.

It’s not that the hospital doesn’t allocate them, the key is that there’s not even half a desk available in the large office of the research office.

Fang Qidong and Jia Yimin are preparing to free up the warehouse where maintenance spare parts are stored and move out space for 2-3 desks.

Firstly, it can alleviate the congestion in the large office, and secondly, it can also solve the problem of Zhou Haiyang’s office space.

Therefore, before the warehouse is vacated, Zhou Haiyang can only play guerrilla in the large laboratory during working hours every day.

From time to time, I would sit in an unoccupied temporary seat around the large experimental table, read a book, or watch other people in the scientific research room doing experiments.

In fact, Zhou Haiyang doesn't think there's anything wrong with this. As long as it doesn't affect his ability to memorize English words, it's the same everywhere.

Once you sit in an office with others and want to do some small actions, it is not so convenient.

At this moment, Zhou Haiyang walked into the large laboratory carrying a thermos bottle. He chose a position in the corner of the large experimental table that was farthest from the door and facing the door.

The reason why I chose this location is that if people who come in don't observe carefully, it is generally not easy to find him, at least they can't find out what he is doing.

But he could clearly see every move of the person coming.

So, when Fang Qidong opened the door and came in, Zhou Haiyang stood up immediately and said, "Teacher Fang, you haven't gone back yet?"

Fang Qidong walked around the large experimental table and responded: "Don't worry, there is no one at home at this time. My daughter is on summer vacation and is living with her mother at her grandma's house. She will go back later. Why aren't you off work yet?

ah?"

"I'm feeling quiet now and want to read some more. I'm temporarily staying at a friend's house. It's just a place to sleep at night. If I go back early, I'll disturb others."

"Look at what you said, I think you are worried that others will disturb your study." Fang Qidong smiled and patted Zhou Haiyang on the shoulder, and then said: "The house in the courtyard is tense. You see, even in our small building

There are so many people living there that there are not even enough offices.

Many people who are married and have children are still living with their parents outside the home.

Just hold on for a while longer! When the dormitory buildings in the courtyard are completed next year and the dormitories are adjusted, I will fight with the administrative office."

Hearing this, Zhou Haiyang nodded: "Thank you, Teacher Fang."

Fang Qidong waved his hand, motioning for him to sit down, and then asked: "What book are you reading?"

As he said that, Fang Qidong glanced around and saw many things placed on the experimental table in front of Zhou Haiyang.

The most eye-catching thing is an open, thick, large 16-karat book. Next to it are a microcomputer motherboard and several smaller circuit boards.

There are several old newspapers neatly placed under the board, as well as several small plastic boxes containing several integrated circuit chips. On the right side are a soldering iron, a roll of solder and a piece of rosin.

After hearing this, Zhou Haiyang immediately picked up the open book, closed it, and handed it to Fang Qidong.

Fang Qidong glanced at the cover. It was a book called "EISA Bus Structure and Application of Microcomputer Systems". He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Are you reading this book? Xiao Zhou, you are very diligent! It's really good!"

Zhou Haiyang hurriedly humbled himself and said: "Teacher Fang, thank you for your praise. What is taught in the school is from many years ago. The technology in this area is developing too fast. If you don't study, you won't be able to keep up."

"What do you think of the future development of the EISA bus?"

"The EISA bus is fully 32-bit, and this design can handle more pins than the current ISA bus.

Its connector is a two-layer slot design that can accept both ISA and EISA cards.

The top layer is connected to the ISA card, and the lower layer is connected to the EISA card.

Although the EISA buses maintain the ISA-compatible 8MHz clock rate, they support a burst data transfer method that can transfer data at three times the rate of the ISA bus.

I think that in the future, most large-scale network server designs will use the EISA bus."

Fang Qidong praised: "It seems that your thinking is quite advanced. The EISA bus is a bus standard jointly launched by nine companies including Compaq this year.

It uses a double-layer socket based on the ISA bus, and adds 98 signal lines to the original 98 signal lines of the ISA bus, that is, an EISA signal line is added between the two ISA signal lines.

In practice, the EISA bus is fully compatible with ISA bus signals."

"Thank you Teacher Fang for your guidance. There are too many things to learn. I can only learn and practice on my own now. I hope I can get further guidance from Teacher Fang in the future."

Fang Qidong flipped through the book in his hand, glanced at Zhou Haiyang with admiration, and nodded: "You're welcome, let's study together.

The development of the computer industry will be faster and faster. I believe that in 3-5 years, the system bus will develop towards the local bus. It defines a 32-bit data line and can be expanded to 64 bits through an expansion slot, using a 33MHz clock frequency, with a maximum

The transfer rate reaches 132MB/s and can work synchronously with the CPU..."

After saying that, Fang Qidong casually put the book back on the experimental table.

At this moment, a corner of the book accidentally touched the stand of the soldering iron. The soldering iron shook slightly, and a drop of hot solder dropped onto the newspaper visibly to the naked eye.

However, Fang Qidong did not notice this detailed action.

But Zhou Haiyang's pupils shrank sharply, and imperceptible beads suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Fang Qidong then asked: "Xiao Zhou, where are your classmates from university now after graduation? Are there as many as you who have entered scientific research institutes?"

"There are people who go anywhere, some stay in school, some go to foreign companies, and some go to Pengcheng, but most of them are mainly in scientific research institutes and factories affiliated with the ministry."

“Do many people study abroad?”

"Well, there are some, not a lot."

"You didn't even consider going out?" Fang Qidong glanced at Zhou Haiyang.

Zhou Haiyang showed a sense of calmness on his face. He smiled at Fang Qidong and said, "I don't have enough conditions. Those who go abroad either have good family conditions or have outstanding grades. Neither of these two things have anything to do with me."

Fang Qidong smiled: "Xiao Zhou, you are quite modest. Teacher Jia and I know your academic performance in school. However, it is not bad to stay in the country for development. There will be more and more opportunities in the country.

In the future, our 203 Academy will no longer be limited to national-level research projects, research topics and academic theories as before.

We will one day go to the market, not only to transform scientific and technological achievements into productivity, but also to transform knowledge into wealth.

When that day comes, many jobs will still require young people like you!"

When Zhou Haiyang heard this, he said yes and nodded.

But his eyes were staring straight at a small hole the size of a soybean in the newspaper under his nose, and he said nothing.

"By the way! What's the name of your college classmate? He was assigned to the 218th Hospital before. Because he wanted to stay in Ningcheng and delayed the registration, you were originally planning to switch with him... What's wrong with him now?

How are you doing?"

"My name is Liu Yan. I'm still staying at home."

"Didn't you continue to look for a job later?"

Zhou Haiyang shook his head: "Later, the 218th Institute returned his files to the school, and the school handed the files to the street. In this way, he suddenly changed from a cadre to a worker..."

After hearing this, Fang Qidong pondered for a moment, then patted Zhou Haiyang on the shoulder and said, "What a pity! However, maybe this is not a bad thing for him. As long as he is a talented person, he is not afraid of being useless.

If you have a chance, find a time to have a good chat with him.

Okay! I won’t disturb your studies, I’ll leave first, and don’t go back too late.” After Fang Qidong said that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Zhou Haiyang accompanied Fang Qidong to the door of the laboratory. The moment he closed the door, he found that his chest and back were soaked. He let out a long breath and immediately ran back to where he was just now.

On the seat.

He immediately moved the soldering iron and the newspaper away, revealing a book hidden under the newspaper.

I saw that the solder balls that had just dropped had penetrated several layers of newspapers.

On the cover of the book, you can see a small hole the size of a soybean made by burning.

Zhou Haiyang felt distressed and quickly picked up the book, patted it a few times, and carefully inspected the damage to the book.

This book was left by Lin Nan before he left to study in the United States...

Fortunately, the cover and title page are just a bit damaged...
Chapter completed!