After Zhang Guangdong sent off the last customer who came to pick up the goods, he closed the door and went to Zhang Guangpu's small building, where he chatted with Wan Feng about some business matters.
"Uncle, I want to ask you something. Are there any computer classes or anything like that in Bohai? Or have you heard of anyone who knows computers?"
Judging from Zhang Guangdong's confused expression, he must not know what a computer is, just like an old lady who doesn't recognize a stun gun.
"It's a computer. Have you heard of it?"
"I've heard of computers. I think there's a computer training class at the Children's Palace."
Wan Feng's mind lit up. Computer classes in the 1980s were usually held in places like the Children's Palace and the Workers' Cultural Palace. He decided to go to these places tomorrow.
Last time he promised to hire a computer teacher for Gu Hongzhong, but he forgot about it because he was busy. Now that he is in Bohai, he might as well take care of it.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, Wan Feng said goodbye to the Zhang Guangpu brothers and Han Guang's family.
"We can't go back tomorrow morning. I need to find a computer teacher for Mr. Gu. It's a good opportunity for you to go to Bohai tomorrow morning to see if you need anything and do some shopping."
"What can I buy? I don't know what to buy."
"At least we have to buy Liang Hongying some gold jewelry. It's a symbol of a woman's status."
"What are you buying?"
"Earrings, necklaces, rings, bracelets."
"How much does that cost?"
"It's over fifty yuan per gram. If you spend ten thousand yuan, you can buy several sets of the four things I just mentioned."
Ten thousand yuan can buy 200 grams of gold, earrings weighing a few grams, rings weighing more than ten grams, and necklaces and bracelets weighing thirty or forty grams, which is not small.
According to this standard, 200 grams can buy two sets.
"That's just a small amount of money!"
You see, this is what people become when they become arrogant.
"Buy one for Liang Hongying, and a ring and earrings for your mother. As for necklaces and bracelets, there's no need. If you buy something for your mother, would you be embarrassed not to buy something for your mother-in-law? I estimate that five or six thousand yuan will be enough for these things."
“You should buy this.”
In the 1980s and 1990s, gold was definitely a luxury item, and it was a big deal for a woman to wear gold and silver.
Of course, the premise is that you can afford it.
Han Guang's family can definitely afford it.
The two took a taxi on the street and returned to their hotel.
Zhang Xian, Zheng Song and Zang Yunli were still chatting and hadn't gone to bed yet.
Wan Feng repeated the impromptu decision he made about tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xian and Zheng Song heard that Han Guang's family was going to buy gold jewelry tomorrow and also wanted to go with them.
Of course, Zhang Xian was planning to buy it for Hao Qing, while Zheng Song was planning to buy it for his mother and Zang Yunli.
Wan Feng naturally doesn't need to buy any. If he wants to wear all of Luan Feng's gold jewelry now, he will probably have to wear several on his ankles. Where can he wear the extra ones he buys?
Since everyone has something to do, they decided to take Xiao Jun's car back in the afternoon.
We agreed to meet at Sigou before 1:30 p.m. tomorrow and then turn off the lights and go to bed.
The next morning, after breakfast, the five of them separated.
Han Guang's family of four went straight to the major shopping malls in Bohai, while Wan Feng went to the Children's Palace and the Cultural Palace.
Wan Feng took a taxi. He didn't know where the Children's Palace or the Cultural Palace were, so he left this task to the driver.
The taxi driver took Wan Feng to the Cultural Palace, but unfortunately there were no computer courses there.
Wan Feng had no choice but to go to the Children's Palace again.
There were still quite a few people in the Children's Palace during the winter vacation. After asking around, Wan Feng found this voluntary computer training center in a simple conference room on the second floor of the Children's Palace.
When Qin Guanghui walked into the computer training center, he glanced at the classroom where there were few people and sighed slightly in his heart.
After graduating from university, he was assigned here to teach children computers.
Maybe it was because computers were too advanced and didn't catch people's attention, so there were very few children coming here to study.
Even if you come here, you will spend your spring and autumn here in a daze.
Besides, it is a computer voluntary training center, but it doesn’t even have a computer. They can only use cardboard to teach these children how to type.
It seems that there aren't many children here today. This job seems to be getting less and less interesting. He is a college student...
Hey! What does it mean to be an adult here?
At this time, Qin Guanghui saw that an adult had sneaked into the last row of the classroom. However, because there were few people in the classroom, the adult stood out among several teenagers like a camel among a flock of sheep.
Qin Guanghui didn't take it seriously. He thought it was someone's older brother or something, who came to accompany his younger brother or sister.
He began to lecture.
"Classmates! Today I'm going to teach you the Wubi input method. Take out your paperboards..."
During one class, Qin Guanghui found that these children learning computers were not as attentive as the adults, even though he was only teaching the Wubi input method.
Wan Feng was completely clueless about the Wubi input method.
He types in pinyin, but still types dozens of words a minute.
Wubi seemed to have been popular only for a while before the millennium. In the later period, almost everyone Wan Feng came into contact with could only type using ABC or something like that, and almost few people used that thing.
The reason why he listened attentively was not because he wanted to learn Wubi, but because he wanted to hear the level of this young teacher.
Unfortunately, I didn't hear anything.
It is obviously nonsense to think that you can judge a teacher's level through a Wubi course.
The class passed quickly. After class, when Qin Guanghui was about to leave, the adult called him.
"Teacher, I'd like to take a few minutes of your time to ask you a few questions, is that okay?"
Qin Guanghui stopped and looked at Wan Feng in surprise.
"Okay, what's your question?"
Wan Feng pulled out a pack of Yingkou cigarettes from his pocket and asked, "Smoking?"
Qin Guanghui shook his head: "I don't smoke!"
"It's better not to smoke. There are not many young people who don't smoke nowadays." Since the other person didn't smoke, Wan Feng put away the cigarette.
"Teacher, what's your name?"
"No need to mention your surname Qin."
"Hello, Teacher Qin. I'm quite interested in computers and would like to learn them well. However, it seems that not many people in Bohai know much about computers. I'd like to ask if you're a computer science major?"
Qin Guanghui nodded: "My major in college is computer science."
"Can you tell me which university you graduated from?"
"Bohai University of Science and Technology."
It is a very formal university and also a school with a long history in China.
"So you're proficient in all kinds of computer languages?"
“I can’t say I’m proficient in it, but I understand it all.”
"What about programming?"
"I wouldn't say it's okay if it's too complicated, but there's no problem with simple ones."
If what the other party said was true, with his level, it would not be a problem to teach Gu Hongzhong how to get started.
That's it.
Then it's your turn.
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