The Air Service Building was built in 1997 with the new airport. The main grayish-white building looks ugly and rustic, with only seven floors in total, but it is also very fraught with elevators.

There is an employee activity room on the fifth floor, with a table tennis case and a pool table. It is equipped with the best computers on the market at that time, all of which are Win98 systems, and an independent telephone line is used to dial up and access the Internet.

For some internal data storage, there was a burner that was expensive back then.

In fact, there are no ones coming to the employee activity room on weekdays. Zhongzhou's new airport has just been completed for less than two years, but domestic airlines are already busy. Whether it is sports equipment or computers, or the burner, they are basically placed here to eat dirt.

In the late 1990s, most mainstream burner merchants had already begun to establish a set of standardization for burners, and burners had also begun to reduce prices.

After almost one or two years, the burner will no longer be so valuable, and most computers will have burning functions.

I think maybe at this moment, taking advantage of the popularity of burners, an e-commerce tycoon who later generations claimed that he was not aware of the beauty of others had already settled down at a counter in Zhongguancun and made his first pot of gold in his life by selling burners and CDs.

At that time, the monthly profit was tens of thousands of yuan. How dare you believe it in the future?

With the burning device, Qi Ming set a small goal first and burned about a few hundred pictures first.

Among them, "Exotic Soul-Suppressing Song" is the most popular game. Because the game is too big, there are at least four CDs in a game, so the number of burns is the least.

As the main game, "Half-Life" is also the most burned because there are very few CDs required.

There were piles of mushrooms in the activity room of the navigation building. Instead, the price was getting cheaper.

Not long after the recording was started, Yang Yifu finished the meeting and then came to the activity room with a thermos cup.

The appearance of this big shot made Liu Xuqiang and Zhao Zeming, who were already a little guilty, sit in front of the computer and dare not speak out.

"You little brat, you really don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. You will only remember me when you have something to do?" As soon as you enter the door, Yang Yifu rubbed Qi Ming's hair and was rotten.

Qi Ming cared about his hair very much. Perhaps because of the reason why he stayed up late and smoked in later generations, his hairline gradually became worrying when he was forty, and it was the kind that could not be remedied.

He thought clearly that although there were many things to do, the most important thing to remedy was the black hair he was when he was a teenager.

Now that Yang Yifu has been kneaded into a bird's nest, Qi Ming quickly sorted out the mirror in the activity room: "My father changed a few days ago and said hello. I waited for you to go to my house to open it when you have time. I secretly saw him hiding in the cabinet. I guess Lao Qi was also worried that if the guest came to the house to take it away and drink it. Uncle Yang was not busy recently, so he would go to my father to have a few drinks. He didn't drink much by himself."

Yang Yifu touched her belly: "I'm afraid I'm not free recently, and I'm busy with navigation. I have to deal with a couple of troublesome things. But before you report to college, I must go there. By the way, when Yang Mo called back a few days ago, she asked her fellow classmates to bring you a gift, and I'll bring you together when I go to your house."

Then Yang Yifu said in a somewhat complicated tone: "That girl Yang Mo has only called me for more than 40 minutes in total, and she has been talking about you for half an hour, and I wish you could go to Shanghai to report in advance."

Yang Mo is the pearl in Yang Yifu's hand, which is the one who mentioned the third year of the female junior high school and the one who held a gold brick at Qiming's house before.

The Qi and Yang families have a deep relationship. Qi Ming and Yang Mo are considered to be about the same age. They grew up together since childhood and can be regarded as childhood sweethearts.

"Then you have to thank my sister Mo for me. When you call her again, you will ask me. She can't go home several times a year. She must be thinking about what food is in her hometown, whether it's food or drink, and I will take it to her when I report."

Qi Ming's words made Yang Yifu feel warm and relieved, but he didn't have much time to talk less.

Yang Yifu looked down at the time: "After a while, the people from the headquarters of South Guangdong Southern Airlines are coming, I have to go and receive them. I have to have a meal together at night. I guess I don't have time to get out of here at night. Don't be restrained if you bring your friends to me. If you are thirsty and hungry, you have some drinks on the table. If you need it, find Xiao Shen."

Qi Ming raised his lips slightly and said with a warm smile: "Your Uncle Yang is busy with social engagements, so drink less alcohol so that my aunt will let you sleep on the sofa again tonight."

"You stinky brat." Before leaving, Yang Yifu rubbed Qi Ming's hair into a mess.

Zhao Zeming knew at a glance that Qi Ming and Yang Yifu's relationship was not simple. When he was under the aviation building, Qi Ming mentioned Yang Yifu's name and the old man in the door looked light, and he could guess that Yang Yifu's position in civil aviation was also very high.

"Qi Ming, is that uncle your relative? What do you do in the civil aviation system?" Zhao Zeming asked indirectly.

"His surname is Yang, and my surname is Qi, who is a relative?" Qi Ming teased.

"Not a relative." Fang Wenjin blinked her big watery eyes and looked straight at Qi Ming and asked, "Then the sister Mo she mentioned is also going to college in Shanghai?"

Qi Ming was already sitting in front of the computer and pushed the CD that stored the cracked game in. "Well, in Tongji, I'm going to be a junior soon."

The working efficiency of burners in that era was there, and inexplicable mistakes were prone to inexplicable mistakes. The progress bar was like a snail crawling, and everyone could only wait.

Zhao Zeming and Liu Xuqiang quickly found a way to kill time. After all, after six cracked games were installed into the computer, they could be happy all day.

There are many TV series in the computer in the activity room, including the popular "Yongzheng Dynasty" that was popular back then, but for Fang Wenjin, she will definitely not be able to watch such a historical drama. Fortunately, there is also "Little Li Flying Knife". Jiao Enjun with the instant noodles head is extremely handsome for a girl of Fang Wenjin.

When Qi Ming was free, he also took a look. When he saw Yu Feihong in this TV series that was so popular that year, he couldn't help but sigh at why she was so beautiful.

Fang Wenjin watched the TV series for a while and lost interest. She wanted to go out of her schoolbag to read the unfinished pure English version of "The Girl of Camellia" and continue watching, but she didn't expect to look back. Qi Ming was sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard with his hands, staring at the screen with his eyes straight at the corner of his mouth, and a meaningful smile was still on the corner of his mouth.

She leaned closer and took a look, and saw that a shaking little penguin icon was jumping wildly in the lower right corner inside the screen.

There are several independent windows in the center of Qiming screen, and from time to time, a few lines of text will appear in the dialog box.

"What is Qi Ming?" Fang Wenjin asked, a girl with great curiosity.

Zhao Zeming, who was standing beside him, was attracted by Fang Wenjin's words. Before Qi Ming could answer her, he said in surprise: "Qi Ming, do you actually have a QQ number? It is said that only the software store sells it. An ordinary number costs five yuan. If there are 6 or 8 in it, it is more expensive."

In the early years, QQ numbers were basically five-digit numbers, and it was not easy to apply. You must first use OICQ software to apply.

During the earliest test, a group of users were invited to experience it, and there were many computer experts among this group of users.

Qi Ming smiled but didn't look back, and continued to interact with people seriously in the chat interface.

As for the account that Qi Ming is using now, he just applied for it half an hour ago.

Among the earliest OIUQ users, there are some folk masters. They are very novel about this kind of thing, and the chat content is also free of taboos.

Fang Wenjin couldn't stand it after taking a look. What were the people who were chatting with Qi Ming saying? The topic was endless.

Qiming's chat windows were opened, including computer systems, humanistic and historical stories, and even local customs and customs.

There were even a few avatars that were obviously female, and they even started chatting with Qi Ming about classical novels.

The content of the chat was also unstoppable. Even when Jia Baoyu dreamed of Taixu's illusion, and when he woke up and had those romantic events with Xiren, the content was directly to Fang Wenjin's cheeks blushed.

After taking a look, she turned her head involuntarily. While she couldn't bear to look at her, she also grabbed the corner of her clothes and wrote it in her eyes with anger.

She took out "The Girl of Camellia" and turned a few pages, then became absent-minded, kicked Qiming's leg with a hard time and said disgustingly, "You typed next to me with a lower voice, which affected me reading."

Qi Ming smiled apologized and said, "Sorry, sorry. I didn't pay attention, so I'll try to whisper as much as possible."

Seeing that Fang Wenjin was furious at the corner of her eyes, Qi Ming took Zhao Zeming's walkman that looked like a treasure, and took another bottle of Coke to Fang Wenjin. "As soon as the computer in this room started to run, I took a cold sip, and put on my headphones and listened to songs, I couldn't hear the sound of me typing."

Zhao Zeming also read the chat content and immediately said, "Qi Ming, we are all young, who knows who is on the other side of the computer? The Internet is a double-edged sword. Faced with this novel temptation that is invisible and intangible, you have to resist the temptation. You can't talk about unhealthy content with others without any restraint on the Internet."

"My content is much healthier than those hidden files on your computer's D drive."

A word made Zhao Zeming feel like he was stuck in his throat and was planning to arrange Qiming, but he couldn't say it in an instant.

At this time, Liu Xuqiang started to smooth things over and said, "Qi Ming initially estimated that there are six games. We have to copy hundreds of them. Do you want to tell your Uncle Yang?"

Qi Ming nodded, "This is not that we just started and we don't have enough funds, so we took advantage of Uncle Yang. When the game is sold back, I will wholesale some blank CDs from the technology market and make up for it. Don't worry, I will arrange it."

A few words can resolve the embarrassment. A disc can be burned for less than ten minutes. Including the time when the machine is cooled and cooled, it must be stopped for several minutes.

A burner can break through the sky within one day, and only less than a hundred pictures were burned.

Fortunately, the car at Zhao Zeming's family's Fukang was made in the next five days, and the car made great contributions, carrying everyone to the airport and the city.

It was just afternoon of the fifth day that Qi Ming had set a small goal. Hundreds of burned CDs almost filled Fukang's trunk.

On the way back on the fourth day, Zhao Zeming asked a question: "How do we sell so many games? Set up a street stall? Or go to the technology market to try your luck?"

Obviously, under the influence of the business environment at home, Zhao Zeming is still business-minded.

Liu Xuqiang scratched his head and said, "It's true that he didn't even think about burning the CD. I'm afraid hundreds of games will be hard to sell in a month?"
Chapter completed!