The Language Cultivation Chapter 7

His body had changed, some positive changes.

All he did was write an infinite loop program in a mysterious space.

This endless loop process, if explained using Old Man Huo's theory of cultivating immortals, is the beginning of "building the foundation".

If it is like this when he just starts to build his foundation, then what will his body become like after ten days when the foundation is completed?

Blake Lin looked at the top of the hawthorn tree swaying gently in the breeze and pursed his lips.

He walked out of his room.

Leo Wang and Zhao Jieke had finished their lunch and started to take a break - playing games.

Seeing him come out, the two men greeted him.

Blake Lin sat on the sofa, took a sip of Coke with a heavy heart, and bit the straw completely flat.

Then he said, "I have something to tell you."

Perhaps because his tone was very serious, Leo Wang and Zhao Jieke both hung up their phones and looked up to listen to him.

Blake Lin then told him everything about the incident.

The two of them were silent for a while, and finally, Leo Wang said: "Is it really not your hallucination? I suggest you continue to go to the psychiatric department."

Owen Zhao said: "Anyone with a brain won't believe you. I'm going to call 120."

Leo Wang: "I didn't expect you to be a dreamer."

Blake Lin: ...

Blake Lin: "Okay."

But he would not accept the ridicule of these two people, so he said: "I predict that in ten days, our company will have an unexpected income of 50."

Zhao Jiejia restarted the game and said as he played: "Algorithm, this world is materialistic, you have to remember this."

Leo Wang: "You are under too much mental pressure. We need to hire a programmer as soon as possible to relieve your work pressure."

Fine.

According to the progress, he will complete the foundation building in ten days, and the system will issue a reward of "sect funds 50". By then, he will go and slap these two people in the face.

He pretended that he no longer cared about it: "Let's not talk about this."

Leo Wang: "Let's discuss what kind of programmer to hire and how much to pay him."

Blake Lin: "Our code is difficult to write."

Luoshen is still a prototype, an engine that can operate normally, but the functions that can be displayed to users have not been implemented yet. To achieve this, a lot of code is needed.

---Before this, the code of "Luo Shen" was written by the three of them together. They have their own strengths in their professional fields, but none of them are proficient in specific programming techniques. Therefore, the core code of Luo Shen is ugly and lengthy. Blake Lin is working hard to design an optimization algorithm.

Now, the workload required for programming has reached a level that the three of them cannot cope with, and a fourth person is needed - this person must have superb skills and must be proficient in Python and bsp; This means that his salary must be very high.

Leo Wang proposed a hypothesis: "Suppose we recruit programmers with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan."

Blake Lin: "You will get a programmer who is oriented towards Baidu and CSDN programming."

"When his monthly salary increased to 20,000---"

Zhao Jianshe: "He will be proficient in programming for Google and GitHub."

Leo Wang: "Then we'll take out 50,000."

Blake Lin: "He is a qualified programmer, but he still cannot adapt to the difficulty of Luoshen's programming."

Leo Wang sighed: "Why is a programmer so extravagant?"

"Think about our worth, it's safe." Zhao Jiejia shrugged, "EAS offered us an annual salary of 60 or 70 for the first year, which is already too low. They also gave us additional stocks, so you and I are a little tempted."

Leo Wang: "How much did Eagle give you?"

Seeing that they were about to get into an endless debate about Python and Java, Blake Lin quickly stopped them and said, "I think his monthly salary should be between 70,000 and 100,000..."

"Then our funding was cut in half, and we also had to rent a server." Leo Wang crossed his arms: "So, Algorithm, do you know what your mission is tonight?"

Blake Lin: "...I know."

---Ask Ian Dong for money.

God knows, he is just a person who hesitates even before calling Ian Dong.

But night always comes so quickly.

He stood in front of the mirror: "Are you sure you want me to wear this?"

Zhao Jiejia: "I suggest you trust me."

Blake Lin looked at himself in the mirror.

A white turtleneck sweater, and a Jack Xiaoet that's not very formal, a beige trench coat-like thing.

They were all very light colors, and that soft high collar made him look very...

Blake Lin: "This is a style that only my sister would like."

"That's right," Owen Zhao walked around him a few times, "You are as well-behaved as a little rabbit that just left the nest."

"Structure." Blake Lin: "Your metaphor level has improved again."

"Thank you for the compliment." Owen Zhao adjusted his collar and continued, "But it's not too weak, because your temperament is very calm. So, it's rising, young, rising, and bright."

Blake Lin: "You are starting to use inappropriate words."

"I'm sorry." Framework said, "Let me describe you another way. You are like a younger brother now."

Blake Lin: "?"

Leo Wang laughed out loud.

"The best choice for an sister-brother relationship is a pretty little wolf cub. The kind that when women see you, they will say loudly - Brother, I'm available," Owen Zhao added.

Blake Lin could no longer understand the architecture's nonsense. He not only became a younger brother, but also an animal that had not been weaned.

But in any case, just like his language level, his architectural aesthetic level is the highest among the three of them.

And, he believes in his wardrobe, too.

His sister is Lin Ting, who is four years older than him. She is currently studying art abroad and undoubtedly has excellent aesthetic taste.

Blake Lin's wardrobe was carefully matched piece by piece by Ms. Lin Ting and arranged according to the occasion, and there has never been a mistake.

"In short," Leo Wang concluded, "tonight, you have to use your youthful beauty and young brain to impress Ian Dong and get him to make additional investments."

Blake Lin: "Will you pick me up?"

"No, you're grown up, Algorithm. You have to take the bus by yourself, and then use this incident to arouse Ian Dong's sympathy - a genius who can only take the bus because he is not appreciated."

Blake Lin no longer intended to pay attention to him and turned to leave.

At the moment of leaving, he still heard Owen Zhao chattering: "Leo Wang, look at the algorithm tonight, he looks only nineteen years old, he can arouse the maternal instinct of all female animals."

Blake Lin couldn't help but turned around and said, "But I want to see Ian Dong."

Zhao Jiejia: "You have to believe that human nature is interconnected."

Zhao Jieshu, he is simply a sophist.

Blake Lin arrived at the agreed location.

This place is located near the Galaxy Building. It is a low-key western restaurant, but the interior design is very exquisite. There is soothing music and the scent of rose petals in the air.

There were a lot of red lights on the road, so he arrived about five minutes earlier than the agreed time.

Ian Dong is already here.

He was wearing a simple black shirt with his sleeves rolled up, revealing a part of his wrist. There was no other decoration except a silver watch, and one button on his collar was undone.

The frame of his glasses was changed to dark gray, with a matching chain. There was no expression on his face, and he seemed very serious, yet not so serious. Blake Lin's Chinese language level was not enough to describe him accurately.

"You are here." Ian Dong said.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Blake Lin sat down.

"Not long." Ian Dong pushed him a glass of sherry.

There is a thin layer of white mist on the outer wall of the goblet, which is due to ice.

Blake Lin thought again of the glass of ice water that his idol gave him in his office yesterday.

He thought that perhaps his male god’s habits in this regard were similar to his own and he also didn’t like hot things.

"Is Mr. Lin's residence far from here?"

"Six kilometers, not too far." Blake Lin pursed his lips: "You don't have to call me 'Mr. Lin', just call me by my name. My name is... Blake Lin."

"Blake Lin..." Ian Dong repeated the name and asked, "Do your friends call you that, too?"

"Sometimes," Blake Lin said, "they often call me 'algorithm'."

There seemed to be a smile in Ian Dong's eyes.

Blake Lin explained: "Because one of them is called 'security' and the other is called 'architecture'."

Ian Dong said: "Then your team is still short of a 'code'."

"Yes, we are looking for it." Blake Lin said, "But it's not easy to find."

"Loshen algorithm is a completely new structure."

"Yes, there is this reason, and also budget factors...the salary we can offer is not enough to hire top programmers." Blake Lin said this in a half-joking tone - although he was a little dazzled by his idol, he did not forget Leo Wang's earnest advice.

He watched Ian Dong take a sip of wine. The lighting in this environment was dim and very ambiguous, and there was a shifting luster in the cup.

I only heard Ian Dong ask: "When do you plan to start the first round of financing?"

Eh?

"We, aren't..." Blake Lin looked at him: "Are we in the process of raising the first round of financing?"

"You may have some misunderstandings." Ian Dong said: "Purchasing shares is my personal statement."

Blake Lin blinked.

"In this case, when you start your first round of financing, you might give priority to Galaxy Venture Capital instead of...Eagle or something like that."

Blake Lin thought for a moment: "But only you chose us."

Ian Dong said: "I like mathematics."

Blake Lin: "So what you mean is, will Galaxy invest in Luoshen during the first round of financing?"

"As long as you come up with a preliminary result," Ian Dong said, "you have convinced me with the algorithm now, and next you need to convince the venture capital department with the final result."

Blake Lin looked into Ian Dong's eyes and felt that he had established trust in him after just two contacts.

The character displayed by Ian Dong at this time was not as cold and strong as he appeared in front of the media. Blake Lin even felt that he was easy to talk to.

He was unwilling to attribute this to a businessman's tricks, as he had already established a good impression of Ian Dong.

Following this topic, he mentioned his next plans, such as the functions he wanted to implement.

"In theory, Luoshen can do all the functions of the current intelligent system. I don't have any ideas for new functions yet, but... its processing efficiency, according to the formula, will be much higher than the neural network engine. I want to start from this point."

Neural network engines can make judgments that are close to "intelligence" by analyzing massive amounts of data. However, this also creates a problem: the closer it is to true intelligence, the more data it requires. Huge amounts of data can bring disasters, and the requirements for hardware and software are very high, especially now that data mining technology has encountered bottlenecks.

A puzzling question: why the quick judgments and learning abilities of 1,200 grams of brain tissue cannot be reproduced on a machine with extremely powerful computing power and storage capacity far exceeding that of the human brain?

However, Luoshen can reduce the gap between them.

This means a possibility, an exciting possibility - maybe one day, it can be realized.

Blake Lin has always been clear about what he has been doing for the past three years, so even though Leo Wang proposed "breaking up" several times, he never wavered.

Ian Dong said: "Do you have data to support this?"

"Not yet," Blake Lin said, "We plan to rent a server tomorrow and start measuring it."

Ian Dong tapped the table with his fingertips: "There is currently a spare server in the Galaxy headquarters computer room, which can be opened to Luoshen. Contact Emma Ruan when you need it."

Blake Lin said: "Thank you..."

If the cost of renting a server is not taken into account, a large amount of money can be saved in the budget. This meeting between him and Ian Dong can be considered a fruitful one.

The next step was to confirm the contract. After everything was done, Ian Dong asked about his progress.

Blake Lin suddenly woke up. Luoshen had returned with a full load, but he himself had not.

---This person is Ian Dong, a legendary programmer with a pair of hands blessed by Apollo!

And he just happened to have some difficult-to-solve confusion about the code!

He began to ask for advice.

---He brought paper and pen today.

His inquiry was not over until the waiter started serving the dishes - he still felt a little unsatisfied and didn't want to put away the pen and paper.

Ian Dong suddenly said something he didn't understand: "I only ordered a dessert."

Blake Lin expressed his confusion by not responding.

Then I saw a faint smile in Ian Dong's eyes: "But your appearance today makes me feel that you should show more."

Blake Lin: ...

He remembered the nonsense Owen Zhao said before he left, something like "You are like a rabbit that has just left its nest."

Oh, no, little bunny.

He pretended not to have heard anything and not to have remembered anything.

After dinner, Ian Dong asked, "How are you going back?"

Blake Lin: "Bus."

Ian Dong: "I'll give it to you?"

Blake Lin just sat in the male god's black Bentley, with a question that he didn't fully understand yet and could continue to ask on the way.

The moment he fastened his seat belt, he thought, Zhao Jieke was a B@st@ard, but Leo Wang, he was really a genius.