Upon hearing Zhao Ye's words, Zeng Bin, the director of the Institute of Computing Technology, nodded slightly and praised him, saying, "Young man, you're full of energy, very good! Since you want to do computer maintenance work, then this job will be assigned to you."
"Thank you so much, Director!" Zhao Ye said with a face full of gratitude.
Zeng Bin patted Zhao Ye on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Work hard! I believe in you. Our Institute of Computing Technology desperately needs a young person like you who is both talented and willing to work hard!!!"
After saying this, Zeng Bin smiled and bid farewell to Zhao Ye before leaving.
Around 3:20 PM, Zhao Ye was debugging software in the computer room when a young, pretty, and clean-cut woman from the Institute of Computing Technology, wearing a white fitted dress with a belt, approached him: "Comrade Zhao Ye, Director Zeng asked me to give you some materials. These are from units and organizations that have requested our institute's assistance in maintaining the computers. They're in a hurry, so you'd better leave tomorrow morning..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ye's face lit up with joy. He quickly took the documents and said, "Okay, Sister Qi, I'll go there first thing tomorrow morning!"
"Um."
Qi Chunshuang nodded, paused, and said, "If there's nothing else, then I'll be going."
After saying that, she took a step away with her long, slender, fair legs.
"Okay, Sister Qi, goodbye."
Zhao Ye nodded in agreement, turned his gaze away from Qi Chunshuang, and then hurriedly opened the file to see how many "potential clients" there were and whether they were financially well-off.
"Weather Bureau, schools, police stations, transportation department, hospitals, factories, banks..."
Zhao Ye's lips curled up more and more.
"Banks are scoundrels!"
"Arrange it! We must arrange it first!"
"My service philosophy is all about making money!"
Zhao Ye's goal was very clear: to go to the bank first thing tomorrow morning...
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In the 1980s, banks were extremely busy.
At that time, computers were very expensive and not yet widely available, so bank tellers were still using traditional abacuses to keep accounts. Long queues formed in front of the counters almost every day, with people packed in three or four layers deep.
Of course, major banks have already started using computers on a small scale, and have even built clean, bright and spacious computer rooms specifically for this purpose.
The next day, the sun rose in the east, and it was another sunny day.
Zhao Ye was in a great mood, and even while brushing his teeth, a happy smile appeared on his face.
Around 7 a.m., Zhao Ye went out and bought two plump white steamed buns from a bun shop at the alley entrance. He then ate them as he walked toward the bus stop.
Businessmen in this era were quite practical; the steamed buns they made were white, large, soft, and sweet. Zhao Ye was full after eating just two large steamed buns.
It had been many years since he had taken a crowded bus. When the bus stopped at the station, people rushed to get on. Seeing this, Zhao Ye immediately wolfed down the remaining steamed bun, stuffing it whole into his mouth, and then rushed onto the bus.
"Thank goodness I'm not a woman, otherwise, squeezing like that would make me an easy target for unwanted attention!"
Zhao Ye sighed, feeling a pang of sympathy for some of the women on the bus.
Half an hour later, Zhao Ye got off the bus at a stop near Fuxingmen in the XC district.
Based on the address, he first went to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.
"I'm from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and I'm here to help maintain the computers!" Zhao Ye introduced himself.
Upon hearing this, a pretty receptionist took Zhao Ye to see their bank manager.
"Hello, hello, welcome to our bank, technical expert from the Chinese Academy of Sciences. My name is Xun Wenshan, and I am the bank manager." A tall, thin man in a suit and tie, who looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, greeted Zhao Ye warmly.
"Hello, Manager Xun, my name is Zhao Ye," Zhao Ye said, shaking hands and briefly introducing himself.
"Comrade Zhao, you look quite young, probably only in your early twenties? To be a researcher at the Chinese Academy of Sciences at such a young age is truly remarkable!"
Xun Wenshan said with a smile, but in his heart he was still somewhat surprised and doubtful.
However, Zhao Ye then produced a certificate from his employer to prove his identity.
"Manager Xun, let's go to the computer room first and take a look to resolve your computer problems."
"Great, great, you've come just in time. Our bank's computers have been having problems all the time, which is causing a huge impact."
After Xun Wenshan finished speaking, he led Zhao Ye to the computer room.
The server room is very large, covering an area of about 150 square meters.
It contains large computers, which can be considered the servers of this Industrial and Commercial Bank of China (ICBC) XC District branch.
Of course, the bank also purchased a batch of IBM XT personal computers or Apple Lisa computers for use by the bank's leaders.
Zhao Ye's main task was actually to maintain the servers in the computer room.
Around noon, Zhao Ye finished his work.
The temperature inside was extremely high, and Zhao Ye was already covered in sweat.
The server room administrator, Zhou Miao, and the technicians were all filled with admiration for Zhao Ye.
Zhou Miao privately told Manager Xun, "The technical personnel sent by the Institute of Computing Technology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences this time are really amazing, much better than the ones sent in the previous times!"
Manager Xun was astonished upon hearing this.
He was initially worried that Zhao Ye was too young and unreliable, so he instructed Zhou Miao to keep an eye on him.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ye's skills even impressed Zhou Miao, the server room administrator.
When Zhao Ye came out of the computer room, Manager Xun was unusually enthusiastic. He not only personally poured water for Zhao Ye, but also invited him to lunch.
Zhao Ye readily agreed, so he could "scam" her at lunchtime later...
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