Chapter 1400

After listening to Fukuyama's speech, the three people still felt dissatisfied. After returning to the hotel, they still continued to discuss. The more they discussed, they felt that they had a momentum in their hearts and wanted to express their thoughts immediately.

"No, I'm going to write down my ideas immediately, and then take them back there to let them understand what truth is!" one of the three, who is also the editor in chief of Southern Saturday, couldn't help the surging ideological trend in his heart, so he was ready to write with a pen.

As a result, the other person felt the same way and began to write together. Taro Shiping was also very interested, but he was not qualified to send the article to Nanfang Saturday magazine for publication, but he could watch his two friends write, and then publish his feelings by the way to find out what was missing.

The three people showed unimaginable enthusiasm at ordinary times. They spent a night without sleeping all night and wrote two manuscripts.

The three men read the whole article and thought it was a godsend. They estimated that if they were to spread it to the country, it would greatly shock public opinion.

Moreover, after the collapse of China, these articles may not be the future articles such as Tianyan theory and menghuitou, which can be spread through the ages.

Several people were very excited.

"Unfortunately, we have to wait another week before we can return home, which makes these two articles impossible." in fact, this is not necessarily, do you know your e-mail? "Asked Shi pingtaro with a smile.

"E-mail? That's the thing that can send articles through the network!" these two journalists are worthy of having seen the world. At this time, 99% of the people in China have not heard of e-mail, and they still know it.

"Yes, I just don't know if your editorial department has a Unicom Network. If not, you can also send a fax. It's just a little troublesome!" said Shi pingtaro.

"Youwang, I remember Lao Zhou also has his own e-mail. We can really send e-mail!" the editor in chief smiled.

"But isn't the network of our editorial department particularly unreliable? Lao Zhou's emails often fail to download and receive. Moreover, now we have crossed the ocean, I'm afraid we can't send them!" the deputy editor said with some worry.

"Don't worry about this. You don't know that broadband was fully installed in Tokyo last month. It's very fast. Even pictures can be opened in a few seconds, and even video chat. It's the pinnacle of science and technology!"

"I remember that this five-star hotel should only be a little too explicit. The editor in chief hopes they can revise it again, otherwise even Southern Saturday will be a little troublesome to publish.

They sighed, and then began to revise the article or something, so they didn't go into detail.

However, it took time for this article to come back. While waiting, several people felt a little bored. When Shi pingtaro saw that the people seemed to be sleepy, he smiled, and then opened an unspeakable website for them.

This seems to be a picture website. When the pictures in the website are opened one by one and appear on the computer screen, these people all change their breath and get up in a hurry. Finally, they call it the nether Lord country. Good. This kind of website can be viewed casually. It's great.

"This broadband network is really different from the telephone line we only take, and the speed is too fast!" finally, the deputy editor couldn't help sighing.

"Yes, I think this must be the high-tech technology of Fusang, which represents the peak of the whole Fusang science and technology industry. Can Fusang stand at the peak of all ethnic groups in Asia for more than 100 years? Even if it is defeated later, it can develop again in a short period of more than 50 years!"

"The superiority of the Dahe nation is far beyond that of our Chinese nation. Even if we were given another 20 years, we might not have this broadband technology. Hey, if only I had been reborn as a Fusang man in my life, I wouldn't have to endure the pain of being a backward nation!"

"Yes!" the deputy editor nodded with the same feeling, but Shi pingtaro, who was still smiling just now, turned pale and even looked very embarrassed.

The other two are both media workers and journalists, so they are very sensitive to the changes of people's expressions. They noticed that there seems to be something wrong with ishipingtaro at the first time.

"Shi Pingjun, what happened? Is there anything wrong with this broadband?" the editor in chief asked curiously.

"There's nothing wrong, that is, the broadband is built by xiamu network!" Shi pingtaro licked his lips.

"Oh, xiamu network, I know this enterprise!" the deputy editor hammered his palm with his fist "I remember that this is a high-tech enterprise rising in Fusang in the last two or three years. They are committed to the network and have very strong scientific and technological strength. Some Fusang people even say that they are the pioneer of Fusang technology in the future and can become the leader of Fusang and even the communication industry in the world!"

"Really! Is it so awesome!!" the editor in chief sighed again and again. "Hey, it is worthy of being Fusang. A young enterprise is so dynamic, but Chinese enterprises can't. all of them are decaying state-owned enterprises, old and smelly. They are useless except for making laid-off employees."

"Enterprises like this should be sold and handed over to private operators. This is what the Pluto society and the state should do!"

"Oh, speaking of private enterprises!" Shi pingtaro's expression suddenly twitched slightly, and then asked curiously, "what do you think of Daqian group?"

"Daqian group?" the editor in chief and the deputy editor in chief were stunned when they heard the name, and then became angry. The editor in chief directly scolded, "this is an asshole enterprise, a cancer of China, and the worst enterprise in China!"

"Isn't Daqian a private enterprise?" Shi Pingtai Lang asked with a smile.

"This..." the two editors' expressions were stiff. After all, they just praised private enterprises and felt that they should sell all state-owned enterprises to private people. It seemed that it was wrong to attack Daqian at this time.

However, the deputy editor in chief turned his head quickly. He said, "in fact, Daqian is not a private enterprise at all, it is held in China and shown to foreigners, which proves that China has a cover of private enterprises. Jia Yapeng is actually nothing, just a pair of gloves!"