I'm back in 1990

Chapter 518: Zhang Xiangguang's Speech

"Mr. Zhang, you are going to Shanghai tomorrow to attend the Fortune Global Forum Annual Meeting. In addition, several universities in Shanghai know that you will be attending the Fortune Forum, so they have specifically called and written to invite you to give a speech."

At that moment, Zhang Xiangguang was deep in thought, holding a copy of "Business Weekly," completely unaware that his secretary was reporting tomorrow's schedule to him.

He is currently riding high, and in July of this year, he was named the cover figure of Asiaweek for creating "Soso.com".

Instantly, he became a darling of domestic and international media. Countless invitations flew in like snowflakes, all inviting him to give speeches, attend conferences, or join exclusive circles. Major international brands also showed their goodwill towards him, sending him various VIP cards that represented his status.

However, behind all of this is Zhang Xiangguang's hard work, which has made him go bald. Only he knows the pressure that Soso.com has been under since its establishment and is about to go public. Fortunately, he has a strong investor supporting him all the time, otherwise he would not have been able to get to where he is today.

However, just as Soso.com was about to go public, Zhang Xiangguang saw Huang Xiaochuan's article and couldn't help but wonder what it meant.

In the past two years, there have been countless articles predicting the decline of the internet economy. Zhang Xiangguang didn't even glance at those articles. But this article was different because it was written by Huang Xiaochuan. If anyone understands the internet economy better than Zhang Xiangguang, it has to be Huang Xiaochuan.

Zhang Xiangguang rubbed his bald head in annoyance. Suddenly, he noticed his secretary watching him and asked, "What's up?"

The secretary was speechless. It turned out that this gentleman hadn't heard her at all!

She could only report tomorrow's schedule again.

"Mr. Zhang, you are going to Shanghai tomorrow to attend the Fortune Forum Annual Meeting. In addition, several well-known universities in Shanghai have sent you invitations after learning that you are going to Shanghai, and would like to invite you to give a speech."

Suddenly, a thought struck Zhang Xiangguang, and he asked, "Do you have an invitation letter from Shanghai University of Finance and Economics?"

The secretary immediately replied, "Yes!"

Upon hearing his secretary's reply, Zhang Xiangguang rubbed his hands excitedly: "I'll reply to Shanghai University of Finance and Economics immediately, telling them I'll go to their school the day after the forum's annual meeting. The specific time will be arranged by them; I'm fine with anything!"

The secretary was utterly astonished: "Huh?"

The secretary was so surprised because, according to Zhang Xiangguang's usual style, he was the one who set the time. She didn't expect that this time he would let the other party arrange it as they pleased. Was this still her domineering CEO boss, Zhang Xiangguang?

Seeing his secretary's expression, Zhang Xiangguang said unhappily, "What 'huh'? Hurry up and contact them!"

"Oh! I'll contact them right away!" The secretary quickly agreed and went out to make the call, making sure to close the office door behind her.

After thinking for a long time, he decided it would be better to ask the author of the article himself, so that he could get a first-hand answer and avoid guessing here.

If things continue like this, according to Huang Xiaochuan's article, these kinds of companies won't last more than two years before going bankrupt. It's terrifying to think about.

If, as the article suggests, an internet winter is coming, what will become of yuho?

According to the arrangements of the University of Finance and Economics, Zhang Xiangguang will give a speech at the university the morning after attending the Fortune Forum.

The title of the speech was agreed upon in advance: "The Bright Future of the Internet". So after receiving Zhang Xiangguang's reply, the University of Finance and Economics immediately posted notices on campus to inform students that a godfather of the Chinese Internet would be giving a speech at the university's auditorium.

In the morning, Xu Tianlei and Kong Hao were cleaning Huang Xiaochuan's office when Qiao Hongbo walked in excitedly.

"Tianlei, Kong Hao, did you see the notice? Zhang Xiangguang is coming to our school to give a speech this morning. I got six tickets, let's all go and listen later."

Xu Tianlei and Kong Hao's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

"Wow, really? When I went to buy tickets, they said they were all sold out. Where did you get these, senior?"

Qiao Hongbo looked at Xu Tianlei with disdain: "Are you stupid? You're not saying you don't know our teacher's senior, Aunt Sang?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tianlei slapped his forehead in frustration: "Damn it! How could I forget about Aunt Sang?"

At this moment, Feng Ze, Duan Jinglan, and Yue Dongxue also arrived, and Qiao Hongbo gave the remaining tickets in his hand to the three of them.

"Wow! That's great! The three of us just went to buy tickets, but when we asked, they were all sold out. Senior brother is really something!" Yue Dongxue cheered after getting the tickets.

Xu Tianlei took the opportunity to tease Yue Dongxue and the other two: "You guys are so stupid, why didn't you go to Aunt Sang? Senior Brother Qiao is smart, he went directly to Aunt Sang and got the tickets, one for each of the six of us."

Xu Tianlei took the opportunity to tease Yue Dongxue and the other two: "You guys are so stupid, why didn't you go to Aunt Sang? Senior Brother Qiao is smart, he went directly to Aunt Sang and got the tickets, one for each of the six of us."

Yue Dongxue looked at the ticket in her hand with a big smile, completely ignoring Xu Tianlei's teasing.

She suddenly thought of something: "Hey! Do you think I should bring my pen and notebook? I can ask Zhang Xiangguang to sign them for me."

Upon hearing this, Xu Tianlei's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, that's a great idea! You've got the same idea as me!"

"Go away, who's thinking the same thing as you!" Yue Dongxue said with a look of disgust upon hearing Xu Tianlei's words.

Just then, Huang Xiaochuan entered, and the others quickly and respectfully greeted him: "Teacher!"

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"What are you doing? I've heard you guys chattering away from far away." Huang Xiaochuan placed his briefcase next to the table.

At this moment, Yue Dongxue answered quickly: "Teacher, this morning Zhang Xiangguang gave a speech in our school auditorium. The tickets were all snapped up. If it weren't for Senior Brother Qiao getting six tickets from Aunt Sang, we wouldn't have been able to listen to the speech."

Huang Xiaochuan said dismissively, "If you can't listen, then you can't listen! What's so interesting about a bald guy? His words are just repeated in reverse, nothing new."

Yue Dongxue stuck out her tongue. Only her teacher would dare to say such a thing. If it were someone else, she would definitely argue with that person. Why should they look down on the bald guy? No, why should they look down on Zhang Xiangguang? Zhang Xiangguang can now be called the godfather of the Chinese Internet. There are only a handful of people in the country who can compare to him.

After brewing a pot of fresh tea for Huang Xiaochuan, Qiao Hongbo said to Huang Xiaochuan, "Teacher, if there's nothing else to do this morning, let's go to the auditorium."

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at his students, who were clearly distracted and preoccupied with the auditorium, and waved his hand, saying, "I'm fine here! Go do whatever you need to do!"

Upon hearing this, the group went to the auditorium with smiles on their faces.

Zhang Xiangguang was quite eloquent. Looking at the huge crowd below the stage, he began his speech.

Dear teachers and students:

As the last rays of the setting sun in 1999 were about to sweep across the computer shops lining the streets of Zhongguancun, I stood in front of the Yenching Telegraph Building, gazing up at the crisscrossing telephone lines, and suddenly realized that we were standing on a watershed moment in human civilization. At that moment, 26 billion people around the world were stepping into a completely new digital continent through the internet.

After his opening remarks, Zhang Xiangguang paused briefly, glanced at the expressions of the students below the stage, and then continued his speech.

Just yesterday, I heard that students at Tsinghua University spent three days downloading stills from the movie "Titanic," and that the first dedicated fiber optic cable was quietly installed next to the red stock market display screen at the Shanghai Stock Exchange; on the counters of the Shenzhen Stock Exchange's Huaqiangbei branch, Nokia 7110s were pre-installed with the first-ever mobile browser. These seemingly scattered fragments are piecing together a stunning picture: humanity is about to usher in the third cognitive revolution after writing and printing.

Over the next two decades, we will witness the torrent of bandwidth breaching the dams of information, see mobile devices carrying the world in our pockets, and experience the fusion of virtual and reality. But even more exciting than these is the disappearance of the time difference between school children in remote mountain villages and MIT open courses, the resonance between the pulse of the Pamir Plateau and the breath of the Amazon rainforest, and a concerto of human civilization in which every ordinary person can participate.

Let us embrace this transformation with a more open mind. As the new millennium approaches, this digital bell composed of 0s and 1s will surely resonate with an eternal echo that transcends geography and civilization. For the bright future of the Internet lies not in fiber optic cables, but in every soul yearning for connection.

Thank you everyone!

A long and enthusiastic round of applause erupted from the audience. Young people are always easily moved. Huang Xiaochuan smiled and shook his head as he left the auditorium. He also wanted to hear what Zhang Xiangguang would say to the students. Not bad, it was quite impressive for a science student to have such writing skills.