Volume 3: My days in a college fraternity Chapter 90 Free Company Benefits
"My original intention for doing this was to help women solve their employment difficulties. Women and mothers are undoubtedly the most respectable people in this world. I am willing... I request... I desire... I desire to cooperate with all of you who are committed to women's equality and contribute to this great social cause. Women are not men's appendages, and they are not caged birds that can only be imprisoned in the family." Tommy sat at the desk, reading the speech he had prepared for Renee, and revised it from time to time to make it sound more sincere.
Holly was strumming her guitar nearby, looking at Tommy Hawke who was concentrating, "You started dating Renee?"
"That's right. After all, under the pressure of study and entrepreneurship, I have to find a woman who is willing to help me relax." Tommy said without raising his head: "Reni also thinks I'm not bad, so, I guess so."
Holly made a disgusted expression, then asked, "Why didn't you date me? I'm not jealous of Renee, I'm just curious. Women always have all kinds of curiosities."
Tommy put down his speech and looked at Holly. "Because you are smarter than Renee. It is very troublesome to find a smart girl as a girlfriend. Renee is good. For example, she is willing to believe that I am really promoting women's employment. In my eyes, the perfect girlfriend is a girl who has received a good education and a good family life. She is silly, but beautiful enough and a little vain. If you provide her with enough material enjoyment, she can be a canary with peace of mind, and her tolerance for her partner will be very high. For example, I gave Renee a necklace worth 500 yuan, and she was so moved that she has worn more than a dozen sexy lingerie for me to see."
"So I should be glad that I'm not a stupid girl?" Holly said to Tommy sarcastically:
"Stop instilling this traditional female ideology that male chauvinists love the most in me. Let's change the subject. Professor Mason from the Entrepreneurship Center is very satisfied with your software. He often needs to deal with various forms. The automatic calculation and filling function of your software saves him a lot of energy. He said that if he has time, he is willing to talk to you and hold a small hearing to listen to your ideas. However, for software development, even if they discuss and approve it, they will only provide a maximum of 50,000 yuan in start-up funding support. Unlike hardware research and development, you can easily get 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands of support. So I want to ask you if you have time."
After reading the speech, Tommy looked up at Holly and said, "I came to see you because I wanted to ask you if you could find a few friends to form a campus organization for women's rights?"
"There are dozens or even hundreds of women's organizations at Stanford. Why do you insist on asking me to set up another one?" Holly asked in confusion, "Isn't Renee applying to join one?"
The relationship between her and Tommy was a little strange, more like friends with an extra bed relationship. Every time this bastard was with Renee, he would say all kinds of sweet words to make her happy. But when facing her, he never said any love words to her or asked her for help. He would only say that he would give her a share of the company's profits so that she could become a rich woman who changed gigolos every night. But she had to say that this sentence was more attractive to her than love words.
"Of course it's to get our money back, miss." Tommy looked at Holly. "When I negotiated cooperation with the women's organization Renee joined, they would definitely ask me to donate part of my earnings to the women's organization, but they would hypocritically say that they would not force me to donate to them, and that I could donate to other women's organizations, but that the donation amount must be met. So I chose to listen to their hypocritical advice and donate the money to a similar organization you founded. Then you used various excuses for cost expenditures to transfer the money I donated. Do you understand? Our money."
"Is this what you learned in computer science at Stanford?" Holly rolled her eyes at Tommy. "You're so stingy even with donations?"
"Hey, I will definitely donate. How you spend the money is the decision of the women's organization and has nothing to do with me. Maybe the female friends in the organization need gigolos, and I just happen to take on a part-time job because of lack of money." Tommy stood up, stretched his body, and said with a smile.
Holly shrugged and asked Tommy, "A smart woman is not suitable to be a girlfriend, but can you at least accompany her to dinner?"
"I don't have time tonight. Let's do it another day." Tommy was reminded by Holly's words. He glanced at the time on the alarm clock and immediately went to get his coat:
"Tonight Eric and Charles are introducing me to SSD alumni who work nearby. We are going to play a game. If I lose, I will take off my shirt and write "I love Seymour Rubinstein" on my chest.He took a photo of the text and sent it to Rubinstein, saying that he was gay and had been in love with him for a long time.
"What if we win?" Holly asked curiously.
Tommy winked at her: "You won't like it. It's boring."
"What else could it be other than promoting your plan to occupy Silicon Valley?" Holly rolled her eyes, as if she knew what Tommy would gain. She said, "Oh my God, using call girls to occupy Silicon Valley, the holy land in the hearts of Stanford people, and what's more terrible is that I am an accomplice. I might be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the school and hated forever by those who come after me."
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In the fraternity house, Tommy shook hands with the well-dressed, gentlemanly alumnus opposite him in a familiar gesture, and then hugged him. Then Charles introduced the two of them:
"James Dunn, Symantec's No. 1 employee, double major in linguistics and computer science, a fool who will always be nailed to the SSD pillar of shame, Tommy Hawke, our good guy, brought us the champion of Ping Pong Vodka."
"I've seen your picture. It's posted in the Hall of Fame. You won the runner-up in the Beer Festival competition. In order to thank you for losing the championship drew genitals all over your picture every day. When I was cleaning before, I often had to wipe your picture several times a day to keep it clean." Tommy said to James Dunn with a smile.
Symantec, a well-known company in the antivirus software industry, was only established last year. Its research and development directions are artificial intelligence and database management. Tommy just found out that when Symantec was established, it had no intention of developing computer security software. Instead, it used artificial intelligence as a gimmick and just got a large investment from the US government foundation. James Dunn was the old man who wanted to propose to sell the software to his boss to help Tommy make a fortune.
Hearing Tommy's words, James rudely gave Charles, Eric and others the middle finger.
"You're welcome, James. You deserve it. The Beer Festival has always been our advantage, but you, an idiot, caused it to be snatched away by others. So I warned myself and my brothers to draw a penis on your face before going to bed every day to remind ourselves never to fail." Charles said without any guilt when he saw the other party's raised middle finger.
"This is Tom Proulx, an electrical engineering major. Like James, he just graduated from Stanford last year. He was our treasurer before graduation, but now it looks like he's about to become a homeless." Eric introduced another fraternity alumnus to Tommy and said with a smile.
Compared to James in a suit, Tom looked rather unkempt, with an untrimmed beard that was half an inch long. He wore a grey T-shirt, shorts and slippers, and really looked like a homeless man.
"My company is in a garage next to the university. Currently, there are only me, another founder and two employees. The software is still in the development stage, so there is no need to dress up to meet people, so I look a little... plain. Besides, it's not worth it for me to wear a suit to meet you guys." Tom hugged Tommy and introduced himself to Tommy: "Your software is good. I just tried it and it's very efficient, but I like the test feedback you did for this software more. It can find various problems in time before the official sale. This kind of test is very necessary. I plan to use this trial test feedback model on our software."
"OK, our Newbie vs. Oldbird Challenge is about to begin. The contestants are champion Tommy and idiot James. The referee is Tom. It'd better be over quickly because we still have to go to dinner." Charles walked to the two IBM computers that had been prepared long ago and smiled at the dozen people present:
"The comparison test between SSD-2 and WordStar has officially begun. The rules are as follows: three pages of carefully selected text, with various text formats such as bold, italics, and footnotes, are entered into a computer document using both software programs at the same time. The one with the fastest speed and the fewest errors wins. You can choose your supporters now, brothers."
James didn't get any support from anyone. Everyone stood behind Tommy, which made James annoyed and scolded, "It's just a runner-up. You bastards are still obsessed with it?"
There was no suspense in this competition. When James had only completed two-thirds of the work with WordStar, Tommy had already finished entering three pages of text with SSD-2. During the final check, he only made two mistakes in the words and all the formatting requirements for the text on the three pages were completed. After Tom confirmed it, he announced that Tommy Hawke had won and James continued to be the runner-up.
"Well done, kid." James was not frustrated when he learned that Tommy had finished. Instead, he walked over in surprise and looked at Tommy's computer interface. "Amazing efficiency. I always thought you just copied the software and changed its appearance, so I wanted to help you sell it to make a little money. But now I think you are right. A guy like my boss doesn't deserve to own it. You should set up a company like Tom did when he founded Intuit and sell it to try to make more money."
Tommy was stunned for a moment and looked at Tom next to him: "Intuit? Your company name is Intuit?"
"What's the problem?" Tom asked back, somewhat puzzled by Tommy's question.
"No, I just think it's a great name." Tommy said to Tom, "If I make money, I will definitely invest in your company."
Tom thought Tommy was joking, so he didn't refuse. "Welcome. We welcome everyone. It's really painful for a small startup to independently develop large-scale commercial software. The only two employees in the company haven't received salary for nine months. If they weren't our girlfriends, they would have sued us in court. And the damn garage rent is getting higher and higher. If you want to invest, you'd better hurry up. I don't even know when the company will close down."
But Tommy knew that Intuit would not go out of business, because in the United States in 2022, accountants of any company would use the financial management software developed by this company, and every American would have a personal financial management app of this company on their mobile phone.
"According to the agreement, James, after you lose, you promise to introduce the human resources manager of Symantec to me and my girlfriend, so that we have the opportunity to sell him software and call girls on the grounds of supporting women's employment, right?" After Tommy remembered the name Intuit, he continued to say to James.
James frowned: "I don't think it includes the latter."
Tommy patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, the latter can be regarded as a bonus company benefit. It can help you solve the problem of programmers needing to take leave to relieve stress. Working hours can solve this problem that bothers them, and it can also be regarded as improving Symantec's work efficiency. You're welcome."
