Chapter 273: A Restaurant with Good Taste

In recent years, with the development of mobile internet and the establishment of various social platforms, information has expanded tremendously. Wang Yan's painstaking work, which took over four years and cost more than 40 billion to build, the world's number one-ranked "Long Teng Headquarters Building," has inevitably sparked significant controversy.

Some people believe it promotes traditional culture, is a perfect combination of traditional culture and modern architecture, and provides new ideas for architecture. Others think it is damn ugly; this conclusion was reached after comparing it to the budget-ranked second-in-the-world headquarters building design revealed before the shelling, as well as various other world-famous buildings. Accusations of having no brains or taking dirty money were all thrown around. There is also a neutral group that objectively analyzes the pros and cons.

This has also caused the topic of the Long Teng headquarters on the internet to be a lively scene, with both sides attacking each other and then unanimously attacking the neutral group. It goes to show that sometimes it's not that people are too extreme, but that being neutral really gets you scolded. Of course, no matter how the three groups act, they are ultimately just a minority; the majority remains silent.

Wang Yan stood outside the railing, watching his daughter playing happily with two little chubby boys, a smile on his face.

He is, of course, not the kind of arrogant person who floats in the clouds. There are proper procedures for keeping pandas, and the primary entity is "Long Teng," not him, Wang Yan—this is very important. The one who gets scolded the most is the Long Teng General Manager who is in the public eye every day; of course, there are also cordial greetings for the mysterious boss behind the scenes, but this mysterious boss is not Wang Yan—it is entirely something a bunch of people imagined.

In the industrial and commercial registration information, the legal representative is "Wang Yan," and it is indeed him. But unfortunately, apart from those who know the truth, no one believes it. Many people are quite envious; after all, Long Teng is such a behemoth, think of how much money that must give him.

This park of Long Teng is not closed, but semi-open. In addition to employees working at the headquarters taking walks to relax and refresh their minds, Long Teng also irregularly gives out some free tickets for outsiders to visit the headquarters. This has been a new tourist attraction in Gusu since last year. Don't look at how fiercely they scold it online; every time a few hundred tickets are released, they are snatched up instantly.

"You stay here and play with him. I'm going to the lab. If she looks for me, just bring her over."

"Understood, Wang Zong."

After giving instructions, Wang Yan went to the lab to understand the progress of various items. Compared to various reports, he prefers to understand things practically, mainly because he can understand them...

The progress of artificial intelligence over these years has been quite good. It's not that balanced ternary has raised the upper limit of artificial intelligence, but rather that the system he built, combined with balanced ternary, achieved this effect; the two are indispensable.

After re-implementing the previous functions on "Chaos," its performance far exceeded the original expectations. In layman's terms, it is more spiritual, and its performance in all aspects is far superior to that of binary computers, taking a step closer to true artificial intelligence.

Of course, scientific research has risks. No one knows what the road ahead will be like, and Wang Yan doesn't know where to go after he develops "Chaos" to its limit.

However, as the situation stands now, the potential of "Chaos" is far from being truly tapped. There is still a long way to go; perhaps another hundred years, who knows.

And in the four years since the first generation of "Chaos" was born, it has been constantly iterating and updating. Of course, although "Chaos" can already achieve small-scale mass production, it is still a laboratory product, and it is unclear exactly how many generations it has iterated. After all, a computer has so many components, including software and hardware. A bunch of researchers would come up with a result, update the system today, change a chip tomorrow, and as long as it was verified, they would install it on the experimental model. It's unknown how many times this has been done. The machines used by artificial intelligence developers are replaced in batches every year, so calculating it that way, it has been updated about three generations.

Speaking of chips, one must mention lithography machines. He didn't spend too much money researching that. That thing is too big, and there are too many parts, and the technology for every single part is absolutely high-end. Compared to the process direction of a computer, and compared to the core code of artificial intelligence, that is really too difficult to handle. Even if he had the direction, it would be hard to handle; moving it back and forth, who knows when it would be done. Of course, the key is that he chose artificial intelligence from the beginning. More importantly, he does not have the resources in the real world to do it independently.

As the most important part of a computer, the chip is definitely the main item. After all, ternary and binary are completely different, so the "Chaos" chip has its own architecture and its own design. As long as the level of the foundry is similar, it's fine. After all, "Chaos" hasn't reached the point of stacking materials to improve performance yet, and the domestic chip manufacturing level is more than enough.

Of course, who would use inferior ones if there are good ones? After all, the higher the precision and the more integration, the better the performance, right? The key is that Long Teng's obsession with ternary is no secret. Western countries are quite disgusting, and plus his order volume is too small to even start the machines, so no one does business with him...

As for the application of artificial intelligence, as mentioned earlier, cooperation has been launched with the Gusu government. The simplest traffic light can intelligently adjust based on traffic flow with ease. Of course, out of caution and to avoid accidents, the traffic light itself still has an emergency mechanism. Once the intelligence becomes stupidity, it will change according to the pre-set countdown.

In fact, if it weren't for the huge investment and waste of resources, his technology could fully achieve city-wide, full-process tracking of every car, figure out habits and destinations, and then comprehensively and precisely control all vehicles on the road on a large scale. If this level were achieved, even considering the disparity in driving skills of those on the road, traffic congestion could be alleviated to the greatest extent. Of course, congestion cannot be avoided; after all, it was said that there is a disparity in drivers, and small traffic accidents and scrapes cannot be avoided. To truly achieve zero congestion, it still needs to be combined with autonomous driving and city-wide networking...

Others, such as the convenient government service system, assisting the "Sky Eye" in identifying dangerous individuals, because of its higher recognition ability, have even automatically reported to the police and caught many fugitives, as well as other applications, etc., all of which have performed quite well. Currently, many cities have come to negotiate to introduce these verified projects for implementation.

And the mobile phone that started research four years ago has also yielded results. Today, the reason he didn't take his daughter out to play is also for this reason: the first prototype has been successfully developed.

The screen is 5.6 inches with micro-bezels; it is an early full-screen design. The grip of the whole machine is quite good, but it is not very friendly to people who like large-screen phones. The chip uses the self-developed "Chaos" series with a 28nm process. Of course, to distinguish between computer and mobile phone chips, Wang Yan named them "Firmament" and "Vast Sky" respectively.

Because of the superiority of his ternary system, on the whole, it is not inferior to current mainstream models, and even better in some aspects. For example, lower power consumption, stronger processing speed, better privacy, etc.

Of course, the disadvantages are also very obvious. One is high cost; after all, many components are very different from those used in other manufacturers' phones, and most are laboratory products. The second is the lack of an ecosystem, including software and its developers, and everything else associated with it. Now, apart from the Long Teng-affiliated applications developed by the R&D staff, this phone only has phone calls and text messaging...

The most difficult part of self-developed mobile phones is here: there is no way to develop an ecosystem, and without a perfect ecosystem, how can consumers buy it?

And if you want to perfect the mobile phone ecosystem, you have to promote computers on a large scale, recruit developers, and so on, but none of this can be completed in two or three years. So this phone can only be a laboratory product, perfected as much as possible. He has no time left in this world, so it can only be discussed later. However, there is now more foundation. Whether it is computers or mobile phones, the next research will definitely be faster and the starting point higher; it can be considered an accumulation.

In the afternoon, after his daughter had a good time playing and Wang Yan had learned enough, the father and daughter took a happy stroll around the lake. Because Su Mingyu was working overtime, the two ate dinner at the company cafeteria, and then happily sang nursery rhymes on the way home.

On the old Su family side, Zhao Meilan's funeral had been held, and Su Daqiang's trip to the United States had been discussed. Su Mingcheng and Zhu Li paying back the money and taking responsibility for taking care of the old man for a period of time had also been implemented. Except for Su Mingyu being a bit unfilial, Su Mingzhe felt that everything about this trip back was very satisfactory.

Yes, after careful thought for a period of time, he still felt that Su Mingyu was wrong. He still felt that even if parents had heaven-shattering faults, children should not complain. Wasn't it just not getting into a good university? That didn't mean she could have gotten in anyway; did everyone have a brain as smart as his? Wasn't it just that the mother sold the house? That house belonged to the parents; didn't they have the right to dispose of it? That 500,000, why couldn't it be a dowry? Couldn't it be a test?

He was very disappointed with Su Mingyu's performance, and even more disappointed with the man Su Mingyu found. No matter what, he was Su Mingyu's own brother; did she have no respect for him at all? It was outrageous.

Of course, he wasn't so stubborn as to really talk to Su Mingyu about these things again; as the eldest brother, he still had to be tolerant. So after returning to San Francisco with these perfections and small regrets, he did call Su Mingyu a few times.

It's just that Su Mingyu only answered one, listened to a bunch of nagging, and then blocked him...

Su Mingzhe didn't give up and asked his wife Wu Fei to call Su Mingyu. Wu Fei spoke much more pleasantly than Su Mingzhe. The sister-in-law and sister-in-law established contact, and even video-chatted to let the two little ones get to know each other. However, Wu Fei was not unreasonable; it was just that one call after Su Mingzhe was blocked, and she didn't harass her again after that.

Because Su Mingzhe did not escape his original fate, he was laid off two days after returning to work. When looking for a job, he only looked for programmer positions and also wanted to take Su Daqiang over. Wu Fei and the two of them quarreled every day, quarreled every day, and there was no result.

On the matter of looking for a job, Wu Fei was right: Su Mingzhe was just too old, didn't learn new things as fast as young people, and his own personality couldn't handle management. If he had that ability, he would have sat in that position long ago. And what Wu Fei didn't say was that the United States was not a bed of roses; capital ruled there, and there was discrimination against Chinese, etc. These were all comprehensive considerations.

And Su Mingzhe didn't want to go do things like serving dishes, because that would make him lose face, and he couldn't let go of that status. Most importantly, he had studied for so many years, and in the end, he was serving people and looking at people's faces on this free land? He couldn't.

Of course, it was definitely not that he couldn't find one; after all, Su Mingzhe had the level, it might just take some time. Whether at home or abroad, finding a job is not difficult; what is difficult is finding a suitable one that he wants to do. A month, two months, it's hard to say.

And on Su Daqiang's side, without Zhao Meilan, the woman who had suppressed him for a lifetime, he breathed so freely for the first time in more than thirty years of marriage. With Su Mingcheng tossing left and right, he started to act up. It made Su Mingcheng and Zhu Li, the couple, extremely annoyed. Coupled with the determination to pay back the money, their quality of life plummeted, and it was a mess every day.

Those had nothing to do with Wang Yan's family of three, and life returned to calm.

Wang Yan exercised every morning, woke up the child to exercise, and then had breakfast with Su Mingyu's family. Then Su Mingyu went to work, and Wang Yan took the bouncing daughter to kindergarten on the way, while he himself taught and educated people at school, and went to the company in the afternoon to follow up on projects as usual. In the evening, he picked up his daughter to go home for dinner, digest food, read picture books, and play games. It's just that Su Mingyu had a lot of things to do recently and often worked overtime, but it didn't affect the happiness of the father and daughter. Overall, it was quite good.

This day, Wang Yan estimated that the time was about right, got into the car, and was sent by the driver to pick up Wang Lin from school. Just as they set off, the phone rang.

Taking a look, Wang Yan answered: "Hello, Mingyu?"

"I've been working overtime recently and found a restaurant with good taste. It just so happens that Linlin should be out of school now. Don't go home to eat tonight. I just called Aunt Zhao. You take the child to the company to find me, and after I get off work, we'll go try it together."

"Is it really that delicious?"

"Oh my, you'll know if it's delicious after eating it, really. Hanging up, busy."

Listening to the busy signal coming from the phone, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. This restaurant with good taste, if nothing unexpected happened, should be the one opened by Shi Tiandong. It's just that he didn't know if it was really as fragrant as Su Daqiang smacked his lips about.

During the peak time of kindergarten dismissal, there were cars everywhere. Even if his car was luxurious, he couldn't drive in. Letting the driver stop far away, Wang Yan walked to the school gate, waiting for the queuing children to walk out class by class. After a while, it was Wang Lin's class dismissal. The little girl was talking to the child next to her, smiling happily with her little white teeth. Seeing Wang Yan at the door, she jumped and waved, and didn't say goodbye to the teacher until it was her turn, then she carried her little yellow duck schoolbag, stood on tiptoe, and started running over, starting to jump while still some distance away.

"Daddy!"

Wang Yan caught the little girl in his arms and turned to avoid people, walking towards the parking place: "Mom said she'd take us to eat something delicious tonight. Let's go find Mom, okay?"

"Okay." Wang Lin touched her little belly pitifully: "But be quick, I'm almost fainting from hunger."

Children love to learn blindly. Wang Yan and Su Mingyu had never said this; she must have learned it from other children. Hmm, describing being very hungry... The happy smile just now, the little run, the tiptoeing, where was there any sign of fainting from hunger?

"It'll be fine when Mom gets off work. Let's go to Mom's company to play for a while first. Oh, no, it's to do homework first, and then play after finishing homework."

Children in the world are generally about the same, and most of them don't like doing homework. Hearing this, Wang Lin deflated: "Isn't it better to play first and then write, Daddy?"

"Of course you can, you don't even have to write." Wang Yan nodded, as a matter of course: "As long as you go to bed on time, and as long as you don't come back crying to Daddy after being criticized by the teacher and laughed at by other children tomorrow."

Thinking seriously about the little chubby boy she had always laughed at and who was criticized every day, Wang Lin nodded painfully: "I'll write, I'll play after writing."

Although she didn't quite understand things yet, if she was told what the consequences were, if she was willing to bear them, Wang Yan really didn't care about doing homework or anything. After all, there are always times when one wants to be lazy. This kind of situation basically happens every few days, and the result is always the same. This child is a strong-willed one.

The father and daughter got into the car and went to Su Mingyu's company, talking and laughing all the way.

The company had developed, and there was money in hand, so Meng Zhiyuan naturally changed to an office building. Now it was no longer the small workshop of the past, and there were quite a few people up and down the company. But Meng Zhiyuan didn't build a building himself, after all, the pressure was too great, but in the High-tech Zone, he bought several floors with good locations in a newly built office building, which was also quite imposing. Su Mingyu worked here. In addition, there were quite a few people working in villas near Taihu Lake, and Meng Zhiyuan also worked there. This guy really knew how to enjoy himself.

Arriving downstairs at the company, letting the driver leave, Wang Yan held his daughter's hand, registered the visitor information, and skillfully took the elevator upstairs.

The elevator opened, and what came into view was the "Zhongcheng" logo background, as well as the beautiful girl sitting at the front desk.

"Hello? Who are you looking for?" The girl at the front desk stood up and asked politely. Although this person with a child didn't look like someone coming to discuss business, anyone who dared to bring a child over, one could think with their toes, was either in the wrong place or a relative of the company's senior management.

Wang Yan had been here twice before, but that was two years ago, when the little one was crying and looking for her mother. With such a high-turnover position as the front desk, it was normal not to recognize him.

"Looking for Su Mingyu." Wang Yan replied with a smile.

"Okay, sir, you and this little friend please wait here for a moment, I will contact President Ming right away." The front desk pointed to the sofa in the guest waiting area, then made a few calls. After hanging up, she poured two glasses of water for Wang Yan and his daughter, left a sentence "President Ming's assistant will be here soon, wait a moment," and went back to sit down and continue her work.

After a while, Su Mingyu's assistant, the girl with short hair called "Xiao Xin" in the original drama, who had been with Su Mingyu for three years, ran over: "Wang Zong, Linlin, President Ming is in a meeting, it will take a while, you come with me to President Ming's office first."

Wang Yan nodded and pulled the little girl up: "Say hello to the sister, she even held you when you were little."

"Hello, sister."

"Hello to you too." Smiling and waving to say hello, Xiao Xin turned to lead the way in front. As Su Mingyu's assistant, she naturally knew who Wang Yan was. Although Long Teng was not listed and much wealth could not be counted, by virtue of the "Strength Pill" that sold out globally, no one questioned calling him the world's richest man. Although Wang Yan looked quite easy to talk to with a smile, she still couldn't avoid being nervous.

Wang Yan held the little girl's hand and followed behind. There weren't many people looking at him along the way; the chubby Wang Lin was the one who caught people's eyes. Children, they all have lethality. Except for a very small number, most men and women have no resistance to children. Of course, this child must be sensible, not the kind running on the train, crying on the plane, or stepping on the floor barefoot in the middle of the night...

Wang Lin was fair and clean, wearing two little braids, blinking her curious big eyes and looking around. She wasn't shy, and she returned a little white-toothed smile to whoever's gaze she met. What a good child... ===== CHAPTER 274 =====