Rebirth 1979: Hunting wild boars and saving educated youth

After Chen Feng's successful dunk, the students watching on the sidelines stood up and applauded, shouting, "Well done! Good job!"

Larry ran over excitedly, gave Chen Feng a big hug, patted him on the back and praised him, "Brother, your dunk was awesome!"

Robert stood there with a depressed look on his face, smiling bitterly and shaking his head.

Chen Feng walked up to him and said jokingly with a smile: "Hey, Robert, don't be depressed, this trick of mine is a secret weapon."

Robert glared at him and said in fake anger: "Come again! I won't let you succeed this time!"

Chen Feng waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, no! Man, if you really get serious, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to dunk you again. You'll definitely be the one dunking me next, so why should I give you this chance?"

After hearing what Chen Feng said, everyone burst into laughter again.

Robert couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his fist, punched Chen Feng lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Man, you're amazing! I'll remember this grudge."

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't matter. I won't participate in the NBA draft. You won't have the chance to seek revenge on me."

This sentence touched Robert's heart and a smug smile appeared on his face.

Indeed, he is preparing to enter the NBA draft and has a good chance of joining his dream team, the Los Angeles Lakers.

Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, a particularly eye-catching droning voice suddenly rang out from the stands: "Chen, I didn't expect you to have such a skill! If you join the Chinese men's basketball team, I'll be worried about the American team!"

The voice is unique and you can tell it's the middle-aged fat man Peter.

Everyone turned around and saw Peter "rolling" down from the top of the stands like a rolling ball. He looked both funny and cute.

He walked into the venue with a smile on his face and his chubby cheeks flushed red. He opened his arms and gave Chen Feng a big hug first, then Larry and Robert, as if he wanted to pass all the joy to them.

"Peter, why are you here?" Chen Feng asked in surprise with a smile on his face.

Peter panted and smiled, "I came to look for you, but I didn't know where you lived, so I came to ask Larry and the others first. I didn't expect to see you dunking as soon as I arrived. Oh my God, Chen, if you participate in the NBA draft, I'm sure a team will give you the number one pick!"

Chen Feng chuckled, knowing in his heart that this was just Peter's exaggeration.

During his time in the United States, he has become accustomed to this kind of exaggerated praise. Americans are always generous when praising others, but you also have to learn to listen with a discount and not be easily flattered.

With my basketball skills, participating in the NBA draft? That's simply a fantasy.

So, he changed the subject: "Peter, I thought you wouldn't be able to come see me for another two days."

Peter waved his hands repeatedly, looking anxious. "No, actually I've wanted to come for a long time. But you just arrived at the school, so I have to give you some time to report and adapt, so I forced myself to hold back for a few days. Today I really can't help it. Without you, I don't know what I'm going to do!"

After saying that, Peter grabbed Chen Feng's hand and said hurriedly, "Come on, come to my place! I need to tell you about our current situation. Time is short and the task is heavy. The situation is very serious!"

Chen Feng had no choice but to be dragged out by him.

He looked back at Larry and Robert and motioned them to stay.

Then he pulled Raj who was standing next to him and said: "Raj, come with me."

Raj was stunned for a moment, then nodded and left the court with Chen Feng and Peter.

Peter drove the car steadily, through the hustle and bustle of the city, and finally stopped in front of a simple and clear seven-story white building.

This is the headquarters of the Olympic Organizing Committee. Although it looks unremarkable from the outside, it is a world of its own inside.

Chen Feng and Raj followed Peter into the building, and a busy and orderly atmosphere greeted them.

The floors are carefully planned, with each department performing its duties, like parts in a precision machine.

Peter took them to visit each place one by one. Every time he arrived at a place, he introduced it enthusiastically, and his colleagues responded with smiles and nods.

After a round, Chen Feng had a preliminary understanding of the operation here, and secretly admired Peter's management ability.

Back in Peter's office, the secretary came in at the right time, holding three cups of freshly brewed coffee, the aroma filling the air.

As the three of them sat down, Peter spoke impatiently: "Guys, tell me quickly, what's going on with that visual computer system?"

Chen Feng admired Peter's straightforwardness and his straightforward approach. He smiled and said, "Come, bring the computer over. I'll show you."

Peter had already ordered people to prepare the IBM PC, which was very popular in the United States at that time.

Chen Feng skillfully turned on the computer and typed on the keyboard, performing a series of operations smoothly.

He first installed the South Wind operating system, and then he installed the software that Raj had developed day and night over the past two days. This software was tailor-made for the Olympics and was perfectly compatible with the South Wind system.

Originally, Chen Feng was planning to find a few computer science classmates to help, but he didn't expect Raj to finish the work alone!

And it looks quite easy, which is really hard to resist.

After the installation was completed, Chen Feng gently pushed the keyboard and mouse towards Raj: "Raj, you show it and I will explain it."

Raj took it and his fingers danced nimbly on the keyboard, and a series of functional interfaces appeared on the screen, which was both intuitive and efficient.

Peter watched attentively from the side and listened to Chen Feng's explanation. The expression on his face gradually changed from curiosity to shock, and then to joy that was difficult to conceal.

As a shrewd businessman, he immediately realized the huge potential of this system - it could standardize the work process and greatly improve work efficiency, just like the assembly line in industrial production, where everyone knows their tasks and works together in a simple and efficient manner.

"Furthermore," Chen Feng said, "if these computers are connected into a local area network, they can share information and work together. The operation is also very simple, even people who don't know computer commands can easily get started. Conservatively estimated, it can save one-third of the cost. In actual application, saving half or even more is not impossible."

Peter slammed the table excitedly. "Wow, Chen, you're a genius! I have to buy this system. Name your price."

Chen Feng quoted a price: "The annual system usage fee is $1,980, plus the application software customized for the Olympics, a total of $12,000."

Peter replied without hesitation: "No problem! The price is worth it!"

Chen Feng smiled. This amount of money was nothing to Peter. It was not even a fraction of his sponsorship of the Olympics.

Of course, this deal is also very cost-effective for him.

It is not only about economic benefits, but more importantly, the South Wind system can be used in the Olympic Games, which opens the door for future market promotion.