I am not Ximen Qing.

Yang Yulei racked his brains, at least managing to appease his girlfriend. It was all his fault for being impulsive; many women try every possible method to conceive through IVF, with a surprisingly low success rate. His girlfriend's pregnancy was a stroke of good luck—he never expected it. He began to understand God's mercy. The wonderful feeling of love vanished instantly. Frankly, he really disliked business, that nerve-wracking, life-or-death struggle. Commerce is always ruthless, at least he believed in Capitalism. Not for any other reason than a quote from Marx and Engels: "Capital will take risks if there is a profit of more than 20%." Capital never sleeps. Capitalism often uses the textile industry as an example, highlighting the centuries-old traditions of textile workers and China's centuries-old agricultural practices—one involving farming, the other weaving cloth.

The painting depicting Emperor Yongzheng's farming and weaving life in the Summer Palace shows the emperor planting rice at the foot of Jade Spring Mountain, while his concubines and empresses weave cloth and embroider in the palace before strolling leisurely in the Imperial Garden—a life of idyllic harmony. Chen Jingji's intrusion into Pan Jinlian's world is akin to Jia Rui's intrusion into Wang Xifeng's. Ximen Qing and Jia Lian, both lecherous gentlemen, had no time for other women, as they had too many lovers. Pan Jinlian was more feminine and genuine than Wang Xifeng. Wang Xifeng's emotional world was shrouded in mystery, half-hidden, like a woman playing the pipa, half-concealed. Unlike Pan Jinlian, who, whether playing the pipa or singing a tune, was a living, breathing being, whether human or ghost, as evidenced by Jia Rui's death, Wang Xifeng was a ghost, while Pan Jinlian was a woman of passion, a woman of flesh and blood, pursuing love and desire, bold and uninhibited in her affairs. A major discovery: Jin Ping Mei is a world of erotic men and women, while Dream of the Red Chamber is a world of female ghosts.

"What do you think of Mr. Yang's idea? It's like being transported to the world of 'Jin Ping Mei' in an instant, a grand drama of life, death, and reincarnation."

"And then what?"

"That's easy."

She became like Ximen Qing, indulging in the world of love associated with Ximen Qing.

"Yes, yes, that's interesting."

"Then come to enlightenment like the Heart Sutra."

"It was Ximen Qing's salvation."

"Yes, I've awakened. It was all a dream, just a parallel universe, a spacetime illusion. I've been enlightened. It turns out that 'Jin Ping Mei' was a grand dream that has led me back to the real world."

"Yes, proving that he is not Ximen Qing in Jin Ping Mei is the only way to return to the real world. That fits the theme quite well, but it still feels a bit forced."

"It's not forced at all; it's a true love story. Jin Ping Mei is world-class in terms of both literary and artistic merit. It's a truly great artistic masterpiece, a masterpiece of artistic expression."

"Yes, Mr. Yang's art is beautiful, and the beauty of objects is beautiful. What is the beauty of objects? It lies in the beauty hidden in each object. This is the soul and spirit of art. The beauty of objects hides the beauty of form and emptiness in the historical space and time of 'Jin Ping Mei'."

"Yes, I am not Ximen Qing and I will definitely be a great success."

"Also, Mr. Yang is good at attracting investment."

"Yes, I'm not Ximen Qing. Just based on this name, I'm sure it will attract capital..."

"It's about pursuing the beauty of art from within."

"Yes, the beauty of art."

"Yes, both Daiyu and Baochai are beautiful."

Why isn't *Jin Ping Mei* beautiful?

"I always feel like something's missing..."

"The beauty of art, what is the most important thing in oil painting? It is color. The key to oil painting is to refine the colors, to refine the most beautiful colors. This is the wonderful method of oil painting, also known as the beauty of refining colors."

What if they don't wake up?

"I am not Ximen Qing."

"It's too difficult, Mr. Yang."

"Why would capital love something that isn't difficult?"

"Let's go visit the Ming Tombs."

"Mr. Yang, how about going to the Ming Tombs Reservoir?"

"Isn't writing screenplays fun?"

"Yes, it's easy to go astray and become possessed by evil spirits."

"At least the significance of studying cultural relics lies in the fact that the beauty of the past has not disappeared. This is also the value of cultural relic research. Success is achieved when the beauty of an object is discovered. I have an inspiration for the spirit of Zen. The spirit of Zen is the mind's method of beauty. No wonder the two gentlemen of Ning and Rong sought out the Fairy of Illusion."

"Alright, let's head to the Ming Tombs for inspiration."

Ji Wuzi used the weapons he had acquired from Qi to make a forest bell to ring out the victory of Lu, a feat of great importance. Zang Wuzhong said to Ji Sun, “This is against propriety. Inscriptions are for the Son of Heaven to proclaim his virtue, for the feudal lords to record their achievements, and for the high officials to boast of their conquests. To boast of conquests is to be of a lower rank; to boast of achievements is to borrow from others; and to talk about the times is to harm the people greatly. What is the point of making an inscription? Moreover, when a large state conquers a small one, it takes what it has gained to make ritual vessels and inscribe its achievements to show its descendants, to demonstrate its virtue and to punish those who are disrespectful. Now, we are going to borrow the strength of others to save our own demise. How can we inscribe this? A small state is fortunate to have been taken by a large state, and to show off what it has gained to anger them is a path to ruin.”

The only way ancient people preserved the beauty of time and space was through ritual objects. The value of cultural relics lies in uncovering the cultural and temporal value, the true source of artistic beauty. The beauty of the Diamond Sutra and the beauty of ritual objects somewhat coincide. Therefore, Sima Qian's greatness lies in preserving the historical and cultural aspects of time and space beauty. Qu Yuan's greatness lies in the fact that his "Li Sao" preserves the beauty of ancient time and space. Undoubtedly, both Sima Qian and Qu Yuan were communing with the spirits, so reading with a love of beauty is the highest level.

Don't laugh at Xiaoyan's career, but the progress of technological development is also a process of intellectual and spiritual decline. Calligraphy and painting, especially freehand styles, always seem to lack something. In the past, beauty relied on murals, oil paintings, and ink paintings to statically express dynamic time and space, with the inner soul resonating in calligraphy, painting, sculpture, and various ritual objects. But those who have opened their "divine eye" can truly understand the birth of beauty within these spaces—it's quite abstract art. Therefore, the abstract beauty of art is the correct standard of judgment.

The advancements in memory, hard drives, and optical technologies have significantly increased the value of spatial and temporal storage, instantly devaluing the intrinsic value of beauty and artistic beauty. Beauty isn't like that. Like *Dream of the Red Chamber*, *A Warning to the World's Marriage*, and *Jin Ping Mei*, they all feature a maidservant. Yes, these are all like matchmakers! It's quite a joke that the matchmaker in *Xiangxi* can be compared to the random, questionable CDs we see today.

Xiao Yan's actions made Zhang Sheng quite embarrassed. Lin Xiaoqing's face was as red as a rose, but thinking that Zhang Sheng had successfully held her hand, she thought, "Why are you still shy after kissing?"

"Xiao Yan, what kiss? Don't joke around."

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding. Anyway, when it comes to kissing, I'll give you a full-on experience."

Afraid that Lin Xiaoqing would be shy, Zhang Sheng went out with Xiao Yan to smoke and chat. "Brother, have you seen his full code?"

"What do you mean?"

"That girl is amazing, and I have a keen eye."

"What do you mean by 'thief'?"

"That girl is top-tier, full size, absolutely! A red rose, so exciting! Big bosses are so lucky with women."

Thinking about it now, it makes sense for a man to show off for a woman. Moving from the third floor to the second-floor boutique apartment was all for Lin Xiaoqing, wasn't it? The reward for moving from the third floor to the second was a sweet kiss from Lin Xiaoqing, a kiss with the scent of roses. However, Lin Xiaoqing let Zhang Sheng kiss her, but refused to go out with him. Xiaoyan had planned everything out; his love with Lin Xiaoqing was definitely secure. Zhang Sheng had it all figured out: buying a house and living with Lin Xiaoqing in the new house would be absolutely no problem. Soaking together in the hot spring—it was such a wonderful love story. Desire overwhelmed Zhang Sheng's thoughts and spirit with her full body.

Can you imagine? The thought of housing is a sore point for Zhang Sheng; he's lost count of how many times he's moved. First of all, with Peking University and Tsinghua University as the center, these two institutions are Zhang Sheng's sun, and he's just one of countless asteroids within them. The talented students at these universities are all brilliant geniuses.

"I'm still thinking about it. This time it's all top-tier plus-size models."

"How much does one cost?"

"Bro, this is a limited edition at a friend's price of 30. It's suitable for unmarried, childless single men."

Xiao Yan's brother-in-law also came over to join in the fun. He and Xiao Yan were doing something great together. "Brother-in-law, what's up?"

"Come to my place for a drink tonight."

"It's as simple as drinking."

"Haven't you noticed that sales have dropped?"

"No, my clients all do custom-made services."

"Stop bragging. Now even my old customers say I'm a liar."

"We always guarantee quality."

"You know the internet, bro? The pictures online are clearer than yours, just like real people, and you don't even need a CD drive."

"Don't cause trouble, I'm working hard."

"struggle?"

"Yeah, he was really annoying me. The question is, when does a man feel most satisfied when he's with a woman?"

"Wake Up Bar, is Xiaoyan drunk?"

"I just want to find someone to connect with, to have some love before I get out of bed in the morning, to feel refreshed and energetic at work, and not tired at all."

The area was teeming with unlicensed taxi drivers. In the early days of Zhongguancun, many of these drivers had shady professions: selling fake tickets, CDs, forging official seals, and importing large quantities of fake diplomas from dubious universities around the world during graduation season. They had special channels for virtually anything imaginable. Don't underestimate these unlicensed drivers; they were full of hidden talents. Some made their fortunes collecting computer scrap, looking down on major distributors and wholesalers. Collecting computer scrap was incredibly profitable. Old Li, Old Gao, and Old Zhang, having worked in the industry for so long, sometimes knew better than the company owners how much each business was making and how much they were selling. Their shady methods sometimes had a grain of truth to them.

Turning the logic of love into a sobering-up theory makes sense. Indeed, the "sobering-up" feeling after breaking up with Qianqian was intense for Zhang Sheng as well. Qianqian also experienced a similar intensity, and Zhang Sheng didn't feel tired either. Moreover, as Xiaoyan said, having love with a girl in the morning fills a man with energy. Men, at night with women's bodies, spend their days busily ordering various parts, providing whatever customers need. This is a characteristic of the numerous stalls and shops in Zhongguancun, big and small. Don't underestimate a small stall; behind it lies a universe. Some network engineering companies only have one stall in the Zhongguancun market for convenient loading and unloading, allowing them to obtain after-sales service and streamline the turnover cycle. Because computer products require warranty service, merchants give suppliers a certain amount of time to resolve various service issues. Because the ordering is flexible, returns are allowed within a certain timeframe, eliminating risks and inventory backlogs.

Dell's direct sales are essentially similar to the unique wholesale model in Zhongguancun, and Dell's direct sales also minimize inventory costs. Girls are different, though. Zhang Sheng was quite confused; he and Lin Xiaoqing couldn't seem to overcome that barrier. Jin Xia started joking about cheating. Lin Xiaoqing definitely didn't have a boyfriend; he was dating other girls. Didn't he have the courage to pursue her? Ren Susu also made a sarcastic joke, saying she'd introduce Zhang Sheng to someone. Women's wicked smiles are truly malicious; they've both bought houses in Huilongguan, over three thousand yuan per square meter—the well-fed don't know the hunger of the starving.

Lin Xiaoqing busily transferred a hundred CD burners from the company. The power of love is great; CD ROMs and CD ROMs with writing capabilities cost more than three times as much. This cost would almost devour half of the profits of Superputer, the company behind the quantum learning revolution. This was part of the Zhongguancun dream. Part of love—girls don't care how much love a man has. The more men like to date, the more they love those men. Producing a hundred CD burners at once, even at the cost of a lot of profit, wasn't something the business elites of Zhongguancun would do foolishly. A girl like Lin Xiaoqing immediately evoked images of the goddess Luo, the goddess after the clouds and rain of Wushan, the beauty of the mountains and rivers of Sichuan, the beauty of the Li Sao, the charm of the Book of Songs, the allure of the mountain spirits. She seemed like a pure stream, untouched by the stench of money. Her particularly flushed cheeks rippled with a smile, and dimples made Zhang Sheng tremble all over. If a man sees her smile and feels neither tingling nor numb, then Lin Xiaoqing's reserved yet suddenly undulating breasts, that sensuality of a goddess emerging from the bath—emerging from the Xiang River, the Jialing River, the Yangtze River—will always make Zhang Sheng's imagination run wild, yet she maintains a kind of pure and untainted beauty, like a lotus rising from the mud.

"I'll settle the bill for you in a bit."

"Can you manage the cash flow? I'm worried there might be problems over there."

"Don't worry, I won't let you make things difficult for the company."

"Okay, okay, do you need my help?"

"Go and attend to your company's business."

"It's alright, we're shipping over a hundred units at once, the boss can't find fault with me today."

Li Wei came again, wanting to buy several servers for the lab. He looked at a few Inspur and Lenovo models, but wasn't satisfied. He also checked IBM's exorbitant prices, but the budget was limited. There's only so much budget each year; spending too much isn't enough, and spending too little means a refund at the end of the year, with no additional payment—it's quite unreasonable. The key issue is that it will affect the budget application for the following year. Spending too little will definitely reduce the budget for the next year, and spending too much means no reimbursement, and he can't just pay out of his own pocket. It's all for the company's benefit, so what to do? Why not just spend it all on super-powerful, high-end servers? If IBM, Lenovo, and Inspur can do it, why can't we? There are many large server assembly companies in Zhongguancun, using Supermicro motherboards, Xeon dual-core CPUs, Intel chips, memory with verification functions, high-speed hard drives in RAID arrays and mirroring, plus various redundancies. In case of power failure or hardware damage, the machine automatically backs up to redundant backups so it doesn't shut down. It can basically still work even without power. If a few hard drives fail, the data can be automatically backed up to other intact hard drives immediately. Earthquakes and fires can be considered force majeure events.

Yan Qiang, a college student from the Coal Mining Institute, brought Zhang Sheng a rich second-generation heir who owned an internet cafe. He immediately said money wasn't an issue, but quality had to be guaranteed. Since IT product service is a common problem for most customers, everything seemed to be in place. The rich second-generation heir was stunned by the assembled servers he saw for the first time. He asked what would happen if the internet cafe's computers were configured like servers. Zhang Sheng replied that servers costing 50,000 to 60,000 yuan each were the cheapest, while the rich second-generation heir's setup was just a custom-built machine for gaming and internet browsing. Lin Xiaoqing was also busy. She and Zhang Sheng worked together quite well. Thinking back to how he had kissed her yesterday, perhaps she was overwhelmed by the sheer number of computers and a little dizzy. During a break, Zhang Sheng, overflowing with affection, was determined to win her heart. This time, they went to the newly opened Shangdao Coffee; girls are sensitive. They found a quiet spot, ordered a pot of fruit tea and a flavored coffee that tasted similar, along with cherry chocolate and a plate of steak. Zhang Sheng drank a glass of mulled wine and kept talking in detail about what had been going on lately and that he had to go to Tianjin tomorrow. She just listened quietly without saying a word.

"What are you doing?"

I love you. I love you.

"No, it's too close to the market."

"You are so bad."

"Let's go back."

I saw Jinxia again. "Why is Xiaoqing's face so red? Go and see, my goodness, who has Xiaoqing fallen in love with?"

"Jin Xia, stop fooling around. I'll make him help me get a hundred CD burners."

"No wonder her face is as beautiful as a peach blossom."

"Big brother, where did you run off to?"

Xiao Lin glanced at Lin Xiaoqing and smiled, "I'm going back now, I'm a little tired." His affair with Zhang Sheng seemed to have taken a lot of mental effort.

"What happened? Where's Yan Qiang?"

"He took the rich kid to eat at the Heavenly Palace."

"Brother, you're finally back? Let's do the math. Don't worry, it's all cash. We have to guarantee the quality. If it's good, we'll order another 50 units next time."

"Don't worry, we can assemble such professional servers as you see."

"I saw it. I was just chatting with Yan Qiang and he said you guys are awesome."

"Do you need me to help you find a car?"

"No need, it's my own delivery truck, go count the money, boss."

This is the easiest business. Just test the motherboard, CPU, memory, and hard drive, and you're all set. Screw it on and install it in the case. It's a standard, universal job, the same as IBM, HP, Compaq, Lenovo, and Founder. The difference is that it's DIY. If you want to play games, you can only do it DIY. That's your catchphrase, Zhongguan.