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- ps: I fell asleep while writing this, so I¡¯m only posting now, sorry~
??Also, happy birthday to YoonA!
Although the Internet and mobile Internet are two markets, in an essential sense from a technical perspective, there is no difference between the Internet and their distinction is just a false proposition.
Therefore, even though Zuckerberg has never been involved in the mobile Internet market, when An Junhe summarized his idea of ??jmap, even though it was still relatively vague, Zuckerberg immediately understood the importance of jmap.
This importance is reflected in the word "move"!
In the past few years, the idea of ????triple networks into one is no longer new. People have long determined that the future development of the Internet must be penetrated and compatible with telecommunications networks. Under this premise, as mentioned above, the Internet and mobile There is no difference between the Internet and the Internet. The reason why "mobile" is added as a distinction is that in the process of promoting the integration of the three networks, people discovered that the network after the integration of the telecommunications network and the Internet has added some traditions of using PCs as terminals due to changes in terminal equipment. Attributes that the Internet does not have: mobility!
Of course, PC terminals also have mobility, desktops or notebooks, they can all be moved, but their mobility is poor. In comparison, mobile phones are undoubtedly much more mobile, so just because of their slightly lower portability Changes gave birth to two different markets!
This is because the mobile Internet, which uses mobile phones as terminals, has two characteristics that the PC terminal cannot have - 1. Any time; 2. anywhere!
Zuckerberg suddenly remembered that more than a month ago, at the Apple retail store in San Francisco and at the Macworld conference, Ahn Junhyuk, who demonstrated jmap to more than 4,000 people in the audience, had demonstrated these two characteristics to people. He put his iPhone on Put it in your pocket and take it out again!
It¡¯s a very simple action, but it represents an entire generation of technological innovation. and even changes in people¡¯s habits.
I remembered that the other party once stood on the stage. Ask everyone below and in front of the TV, "What do you see?".
The New York Times saw the "smart world", the Washington Post saw the information revolution, and Time said they saw a bright future for the industry But today a beer bottle passed from Zuckerberg's hand slide. In the crisp sound of "dong". Foaming beer spilled. A faint aroma of malt overflowed in the air, and he looked in shock at An Junhe's face that was already familiar but seemed extremely unfamiliar.
¡Damn it. Everyone guessed wrong
Yes, mobility!
When the Internet was given mobility, when the "anywhere, anytime" feature was added to Internet services, the entire market was undergoing a huge overthrow and reconstruction. Because people's habits have changed with the addition of "mobility", people have become accustomed to turning on their mobile phones anytime and anywhere, logging onto the Internet, and obtaining the information they need. The portability of mobile phones means that people's time online is no longer uniform. It becomes "fragmented", and the "fragmented" information acquisition time brings infinite possibilities.
After all, humans are not machines. It is impossible for everything to operate according to fixed procedures and to plan everything in an orderly manner. "What time should be done at what time?" This kind of clear plan is only suitable for important matters, but cannot be applied in life. In daily life, people's various needs are usually random and fragmented. rather than focusing on one time period.
Recalling carefully, An Junhyuk had already talked about those possibilities at the meeting held on Facebook when jmap was born, but no one paid attention at the time.
When standing on the street waiting for the bus, you may want to order a cup of coffee; when you are tired from work, you may want to order a fast food; when you are bored, you may want to chat with a stranger in the same city; on a whim, you may want to Take a look at today's special offers in nearby shopping malls etc. These are developed by the mobile Internet and involve infinite possibilities in life services, social interaction, etc. They are enriched by the mobility of the mobile Internet, and also by the mobility of the mobile Internet. , so that they must all be applied to the same attribute:
The user¡¯s ¡°location¡±!
If An Junhyuk's "prediction" comes true, and 50 million or even 100 million people will use iPhones in the future, and the application market serving these 50 million or 100 million people will all use the "location" data provided by jmap embedded in iPhones, then , what will happen to jmap?
Its power will expand rapidly! It will firmly grasp the entrance to the mobile terminal!
There is no other reason, just because at this entrance, it has the final say!
"Youit turns out you have designed it a long time ago." After expletives, Zuckerberg smiled bitterly with a complicated expression, and then complained: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Haha, if I told you at that time, you wouldn't agree because you don't know enough about the mobile Internet."An Junhe, who casually leaned on the rooftop guardrail and sat down on the ground, shrugged: "This is a fairly long-term strategic layout. If you understand some business rules, you should know that in this circle, the vision of a product exceeds the current market by one year." Or 2 years, people will regard it as a 'trend' in the market. If it reaches 3 or 4 years, it is a concept, but if its intention exceeds 5 years"
As he said that, An Junhyuk smiled helplessly: "It has become a 'dream'. No one is willing to pay for other people's dreams."
Zuckerberg was dumbfounded. If he thought about it carefully, if Ahn Jun-hyuk had explained jmap's intention clearly at that time, the management of FaceBook, including him, would have really thought that Ahn Jun-hyuk was crazy.
Because the iPhone had not yet appeared at that time, jmap had not yet produced a product, nor had it demonstrated its charm to the public on the most suitable platform, nor did it use macworld to set off a wave of controversy with the iPhone that lasted for more than a month and spread across the United States. Brainstorming.
He is now able to accept jmap¡¯s terrifying future because he has been bombarded by media comments, expert predictions and other public opinions for more than a month!
¡No wonder Steve Jobs valued him so much¡
Thinking about this, dejected thoughts flashed past. Zuckerberg stared blankly for a moment and sighed secretly.
The last bit of unwillingness in my heart quietly dissipated.
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The two of them stayed on the rooftop until after 11 o'clock. After drinking a dozen small bottles of beer, everyone was a little drunk. The dilemma came one after another. They just ended their chat after a long absence and went back to their respective rooms to rest.
Although the villa is not big, it is not small either, except for the master bedroom and second bedroom located on the second floor. There are also several guest rooms on the first floor. Cha Yuancheng, a doctor, and nanny Sachiko are currently living there. The only free room is also allocated to Zuckerberg.
Sachiko had tidied up the room before. Ahn Junhyuk accompanied Zuckerberg to the bathroom in the guest room. After briefly explaining to the other party the toiletries marked in Japanese. When I returned to the master bedroom on the second floor, the silence of the night had already fallen, and Xiujing and Zhixiu, who lived next door, were already asleep. The dim wall lamps scattered light around, and the only sound was his footsteps in the corridor.
After drinking 5 or 6 bottles of beer, even if the alcohol content was not high, the effects of alcohol were gradually revealed. An Junhe shook his slightly groggy head and put some warm water in the bath. He took off his clothes and lay down in it. The slightly warm temperature came from his skin. It penetrated in, mixed with the burning temperature of alcohol inside the body, and sweat suddenly broke out all over the body. The spirit was suddenly lifted, and the uncomfortable feeling suddenly became much lighter.
"Huh¡ª¡ª"
Steam rose slowly from the water that submerged his body. His breath blew a hole in the mist, and the surrounding steam quickly filled it up. An Junhe slowly closed his eyes.
A man lay there with his mind free for a moment. There was a sound of the door opening in the bathroom changing room. After a while, a pair of hands pressed on his forehead and kneaded it gently: "I just drank wine and took a hot bath. It's good for my body." not good."
Xiu Jing¡¯s voice was a bit hazy and hoarse as she had just woken up. An Junhe smiled and grabbed her hand and opened his eyes: ¡°It¡¯s okay, the water temperature is not high.¡±
"Then you have to be careful in the future. I don't want to wait until you get old and have to take care of a bad old man with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases all day long." Lin Xiujing tugged on his ears, feigning anger.
"Oh? I'm old. If you don't take care of me, what else can you do?"
"You look down on me?" She took her hand out of his grasp and waved her fist, "Be careful, I will divorce you and marry another old man!"
"Hahahaha You have become an old woman. Who else wants you besides me?" An Junhe laughed, and then Xiujing grabbed his cheeks in retaliation and pulled him to both sides into a big pie face.
Most women are animals that cannot be pampered. Since she became pregnant, due to endocrine disorders, Xiujing will occasionally lose her temper, and sometimes she will get interested and play pranks. Ahn Junhyuk is worried about her pregnancy, so he mostly tolerates it. The strategy of "pampering" her over the past year has made her character much more lively.
Of course, these are all the fun in the boudoir. In fact, most of the time after pregnancy, it is very inconvenient.
The two played around in the bathroom for a while. After helping An Junhe take a bath, they returned to the bed in the bedroom. The two people, who were already familiar with each other's bodies, hugged each other and huddled in the bed without saying a few words, breathing each other's breath. It gradually became thicker and heavier. Under the faint glow of the lights, the gasping air began to heat up. The lips pressed together, and the tips of the tongues entangled in the small corner of the mouth, fighting for control. The temperature of the air seemed to have suddenly risen. Roasting the blood and brain, the mind is blank, blasting lightning and thunder in the mind.
Intertwined, moaning, until a certain moment, An Junhe's rough fingertips drilledAfter getting into her pajamas, she skillfully lifted up her bra and touched the lump of fat. Lin Xiujing, who was already a little confused, suddenly woke up and quickly held down his hand.
"Don'tdon't"
Her voice was still mixed with sultry gasps. Under the influence of alcohol and love, An Junhe looked at his arms with flushed cheeks and psychedelic eyes, ready to move, like a hungry beast.
Her arms were also tightly wrapped around his neck, her muscles tightening uncontrollably, as if she wanted to blend herself into his body. Under the lifted nightgown, her ivory-white eyes shone in the light. Legs, rustling and rubbing his sensitive areas unbearably, but his mouth was calling out briefly: "Be carefulbe careful, child"
An Junhe's shoulders slumped, and his whole face was buried feebly in her chest. The faint feeling of lust and soft warmth rushed to his face, but it could not extinguish his depression.
The two gasped violently for a moment. When they finally endured a certain impulse, An Junhe's muffled voice sounded in front of his chest: "Oh. I really hope the little guy will be born soon"
"Pfft" Xiujing couldn't help but laugh imagining the expression on his face at this moment, and scratched his hair shyly.
The feeling of a foreign body in contact with the thigh has not faded at all. Through the clothes, the bursts of flame-like heat are still pressing, making the little woman's eyes turn to water. Her fingers go down her chest and slowly hold it up.
"Well¡¡"
"Are you comfortable?" Her movements were a little jerky. She had never been able to let go in this regard when we had sex together in the past. Very few things like this are done. I didn¡¯t know how to use force or technique, and even after moving for a while, my wrists were sore and I didn¡¯t succeed.
When she changed hands for the second time, An Junhe was almost numb. He held her hand with a wry smile. "never mind¡¡"
"But there"
"Let's talk. We'll be fine in a minute."
She was a little unwilling, although she knew that Junhe was very self-disciplined in life. Even after establishing the current foundation, all the assistants he hired were male, and there were no secretaries. He never went out to certain places when socializing.
But after all, he is a vigorous man, and he naturally has physical desires. That's all before he was pregnant. After pregnancy, especially in the past three months, he has almost never given up for the sake of the child, leaving money and power in anyone's hands. For men, this kind of thing is mostly unimaginable.
After hesitating in embarrassment for a moment, Xiujing seemed to have made up her mind. She bit her red lips shyly, then leaned into his ear and whispered something.
An Junhe was stunned, "Uh this you don't have to force yourself if you don't want to"
Lin Xiujing, who declined weakly and was a little shy at first, rolled her eyes at him: "Humph, you're so good at what you get!" Then she carefully shrank into the bed, and after a while, An Junhe's breathing suddenly became rapid
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Warm-colored lights circulate in the room, and the shadows on the bed are reflected on the wall. They change with time. Except for the occasional quick breath, the air is quiet and peaceful, with a faint fragrance floating in it.
The world outside the window seemed to be affected by this tranquility. The wind blowing from the other side of the mountain gently passed around and no longer slapped the window. The shadowy outlines of the trees in the darkness swayed with the wind, making the sound of rustling and grass. The head is lowered, and the magnificent figure of the sleepless city lights in the distance occasionally shines here after the branches swing by for a moment. The road extending from the villa winds past the mountain, and sometimes a car light turns around. After several turns, it flows into the mountains and into the city.
They seem to be connected by huge veins to the land under the dark sky, and to the huge cities that look like fountains of light when viewed from a high altitude.
This is a very ordinary spring night. The waves across the ocean are not rough. Far away from Japan, standing on the seaside, looking towards the horizon, the north that is completely out of sight. Seoul under the same sky is also facing the same darkness. The boundless sky shows prosperity.
The river reflected the splendor of the city. Amidst the sparkling lights of thousands of houses, the Han River bypassed the edge of Yeouido. On several nearby bridges, the traffic flow was sparse. There was no roar of cars speeding past, and the river was rushing. The sound carried far away in the quiet night sky and could even be heard in the bedroom.
The night was very cold. Yoona stood behind the window with her arms folded, listening to the Han River, which had only a vague outline in the dark night, playing a melody. Her bright eyes seemed to be like the water of the Han River, reflecting the lights. Brilliant, flickering, bright and dark.
There are no lights on in the bedroom, and the only light source is the stray light from street lights and neon lights outside. The girl¡¯s thin white nightgown behind the window is dyed colorful by them, and it is reflected on the glass.A piece of clothing was hanging there, and her thin hands and feet, as well as her long, disheveled hair, were blurred by light in the reflection of the glass, which looked quite scary at first glance.
The door behind her made a sound, opened, and the light from the bedroom spread out. The sleepy Lin family sister scratched her scalp and yawned, pulling on her slippers and walked out in a daze. Yoona turned around and waved to her: "Unnie."
The next moment, a short scream sounded in the room, crackling, and the chaotic sound of tables and chairs colliding and moving confused the moment, ending with a muffled groan of a heavy object falling to the ground.
After a moment, the lights came on. Sister Lin, whose hair was as disheveled as a chicken coop, limped and gritted her teeth, grabbed the snickering Yoona's ears, dragged her into the bedroom, and slapped her hard on her butt several times: "I Let you scare me! Let you scare me!"
Yoona kicked her legs wildly, struggling happily with her own strange strength. After a while, offense and defense were exchanged, and the two sisters started fighting. You tickled me, and I pulled your skirt, and the spring scenery was bright and pink.
After all, my sister is older and does not have the energy of a young girl. She fell down hard after playing for a while. She was tickled by Yoona until she was out of breath. She rolled all over the floor and begged for mercy until she was exhausted from laughing. After all, the proud Yoona reluctantly let him go, and his whole body suddenly collapsed to the ground, his hair stuck to his pale cheeks, motionless, and he seemed to have been spoiled.
Yoona was also lying next to her, panting.
"Are you crazy? You stay up in the middle of the night and stand in the living room to scare people." After resting for a few minutes, the Lin family sister finally said something back, rolling her eyes at the sister next to her.
Yoona giggled and hugged her sister, "I can't sleep."
"Go away!" The sister who had just begged for mercy completely disappeared, and tried to kick Yoona away with her hands and feet. Unfortunately, the girl's hard-earned brown sugar skills were so strong that in the end, she was still caught like a koala bear. On the body, "Lin Yuner, you are 16 years old, can you stop being so childish?"
Yoona hugged her neck tightly: "Unnie, I have a nightmare"
¡°¡¡¡¡± My sister¡¯s protest came to an abrupt end. (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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